There was a heated smirk on Bucky's face as his eyes roamed Steph's naked body, loving the sight of her in general, but also the way she groped and fondled at herself for him. "You're so damn gorgeous, Steph," he breathed, moving his hands from resting on her ass to slide up over her bare thighs before coming to a rest on her slim hips. In all his years of picturing just what it might be like to be with his best friend, he never quite expected her to be so overtly sexual like she was, but god, he loved it so far.
But then she was scooting further up his body and offering him her fingers and there was no way he was going to turn that down. Without hesitation, he took her fingers into his mouth and sucked greedily at them, letting his tongue twist around them as he stared up at her.
He moved his right hand so he could tease her clit with his thumb while he sucked at her fingers. Bucky really did love making Steph feel good, dammit. He always had, but until the day before it had been just... comforting her, or making her laugh (when they were younger, not so much in recent years.). Maybe rubbing her shoulders a little or something when she was sore or tired. Now, on the other hand, he could make her feel good in other ways. Like doing things she specifically listed she wanted to do in bed.
With his metal hand he tried to gently urge her up further, though, smirking when she pulled her fingers from his mouth. "I want my mouth on you, sweetheart."
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But then she was scooting further up his body and offering him her fingers and there was no way he was going to turn that down. Without hesitation, he took her fingers into his mouth and sucked greedily at them, letting his tongue twist around them as he stared up at her.
He moved his right hand so he could tease her clit with his thumb while he sucked at her fingers. Bucky really did love making Steph feel good, dammit. He always had, but until the day before it had been just... comforting her, or making her laugh (when they were younger, not so much in recent years.). Maybe rubbing her shoulders a little or something when she was sore or tired. Now, on the other hand, he could make her feel good in other ways. Like doing things she specifically listed she wanted to do in bed.
With his metal hand he tried to gently urge her up further, though, smirking when she pulled her fingers from his mouth. "I want my mouth on you, sweetheart."
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