[ She swats his arm for that, but she does shut up, or at least she doesn't talk. She can't help making soft little sounds while he thrusts into her though, and they grow a bit louder once she figures out how to best move with him.
At some point, while they're kissing, she feels him lift her leg higher, and she takes that as a cue to wrap both legs around him. She slips a hand into his hair, the other coming to rest on his back, fingers digging into his skin.
She can practically hear her blood rushing and her heart pounding, but she doesn't feel like she's going to be sick. In fact, she doesn't remember ever feeling so alive. ]
( Bucky doesn't know how he's going to get on a ship to Europe after this. As much as they've joked about Steph trying to get into the nurse's corps, there's nothing he wants more right now because that means there's a chance she'll come with him and they can keep having this and he won't have to give her up for the cold mountains of a place he doesn't know.
It just makes him more desperate and his thrusts grow erratic and sharper, his kisses sloppy. He kisses her like he needs her to breathe and pulls her legs as high as he thinks will be comfortable so he can deepen the angle. If he's slept with too many people, at least it's prepared him for this. )
[ She's such a wisp of a thing that it almost seems like he could fold her right in half as he continues thrusting into her. Not that she feels any discomfort or pain from that. She's so wet by now that he moves easily even as his movements grow erratic, and any moaning on her end is from how good it feels.
How can she let him leave now? She's already wanting more even when they haven't yet finished, and this isn't the sort of thing she can just go to someone else for. Even her own hands would be a poor substitute. She already hates it. ]
( He hates himself for it but he can't hold on any longer, not when it's Steph and he can feel her and he's overwhelmed with feeling. He's never been someone to be loud in bed so the loud moan surprises him, even if he tries to muffle it in the crook of her neck and shoulder. )
[ His loud moan is what sends her over the edge too, falling apart right after him. Panting, she holds on tightly and doesn't ease up until her body finishes shuddering, but even then she doesn't let go.
She kisses his temple. ] Don't be. It was amazing.
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At some point, while they're kissing, she feels him lift her leg higher, and she takes that as a cue to wrap both legs around him. She slips a hand into his hair, the other coming to rest on his back, fingers digging into his skin.
She can practically hear her blood rushing and her heart pounding, but she doesn't feel like she's going to be sick. In fact, she doesn't remember ever feeling so alive. ]
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It just makes him more desperate and his thrusts grow erratic and sharper, his kisses sloppy. He kisses her like he needs her to breathe and pulls her legs as high as he thinks will be comfortable so he can deepen the angle. If he's slept with too many people, at least it's prepared him for this. )
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How can she let him leave now? She's already wanting more even when they haven't yet finished, and this isn't the sort of thing she can just go to someone else for. Even her own hands would be a poor substitute. She already hates it. ]
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Couldn't hold on. Sorry.
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She kisses his temple. ] Don't be. It was amazing.
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I love you, you know. Can't believe you never figured it out.