Bucky didn't release her until that additional pull at his hair, and then it was with a groan and another squeeze of her ass. "You sure?" he asked, smirking up at her, his head still framed by her legs. His natural hand finally let go of her, but it was just so he could move it to slide one of his thick fingers into her, then threw some of Steph's own words back at her. "Cause I could do this all day. Just keep you in bed and make you come over and over." It didn't matter if he got off or not.

But damn the image she painted was a good one. There was definitely something about the image of covering her with his come that he enjoyed. Especially because Steph was the one who suggested it.

"But if that's what you want, guess I won't complain." Steph weighed roughly three pounds, so it took nothing for him to lift her off of him and set her on the bed so he could get up. "You realize I'll do pretty much anything you ask me to, right?"

With that, he stripped off his clothes (pausing to wipe at his face with his shirt that needed to be washed now anyway) and climbed back onto the bed. He got Steph settled so she was sitting up against the pillows, then moved so he was straddling her, one knee on either side of her hips as he gripped his hard cock and rubbed the tip over her lips. "I don't think I'll last long right now anyway, sweetheart."