Jeez, this image needs some porn to go with it. Have some porn.
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Steve’s mouth went dry at the expanse of smooth skin laid out for him. Bucky was tucked up against one of the pillows, fast asleep. But he’d made it clear that Steve was to wake him when he got home from work that night.
And now Steve knew why.
The only thing standing between Steve and the complete map of Bucky’s skin was a pair of tight, black, mesh panties.
There was no other word for them.
He quietly toed his shoes off and slipped out of his shirt and jeans before gently kneeling on the bed. He wanted to touch him. He wanted to draw him. He wanted to go back to the chair in the corner and just watch him sleep till the sun came up.
He wanted.
He rested his hands on the back of sleep-warm thighs and slowly slid up, caressing and massaging as he went, each inch waking Bucky up by degrees. When his fingers dipped just under the fine mesh that cradled Bucky’s perfect ass, Bucky let out a soft whimper, turning slightly into the sheets to lazily rut against the mattress. Steve smiled and pressed his lips to the base of Bucky’s spine before burying his face into the material and breathing in.
God, he loved the smell of Bucky’s body, and the soft bristle of the panties were damn near intoxicating against the slight beard he’d grown while he’d been gone.
“Stevie…” Bucky murmured, barely this side of awake. He was still rolling his hips into the mattress, and Steve wondered for a brief moment if he even knew he was doing it.
“Hi, baby. I’m home.”
“Home…”
Steve chuckled softly; Bucky really wasn’t all that awake. Then he dragged his tongue up Bucky’s spine and pressed flush against his back, hands still tucked firmly under the hem of the panties. “Yeah, baby. And I see you got a present for me.”
Bucky hummed softly, eyes still closed, a smile dancing along his lips. “You like?”
Did he like… Jesus.
Words couldn’t convey just how much he liked his present, and in answer, he bit down onto the crook of Bucky’s shoulder, pleased when Bucky whined and rutted harder into the mattress. Fuck, Steve needed him. Now.
“Gonna make you come with these still on,” he growled into Bucky’s ear. “Gonna make you scream before you’re even fully awake.”
Steve didn’t wait for an answer, just slid back down and pulled Bucky’s hips toward him. He settled between Bucky’s thighs and licked a long stripe, from perineum to spine, only to whimper himself as he felt Bucky’s hole flutter through the material.
He hoped he didn’t rip the panties as he dove back in, tongue buried deep in Bucky’s ass. But damn if he wasn’t gonna make good on that scream.
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