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dysmorphics) wrote2026-01-03 02:28 pm
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it's you and me up against the world, it's you and me
I don't need a parachute, baby if I've got you
Baby if I've got you, I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me,
You're gonna catch if I fall
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"Where?" she asked without even a second's hesitation, still grinning up at him. She had stockings on, as it was early spring and cold, but they were thin and sheer and he wouldn't have any problem if he just wanted to look. Or even if he wanted to do more than look. Stockings were so easy to rip.
On his birthday they both realized just how much he liked her ass, so she got blue lace panties that not only showed off that off, but was also revealing up front and felt like wearing nothing. Okay, yeah, she was never escaping the kinky little minx allegation. He liked it though.
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Instead, he led her over to the couch and had her bend at the waist to lean over the back a bit. "How's this?" he asked once she was positioned, then let his hands slide from her waist down the sides of her thighs.
"I've always loved this dress on you, you know," he said with a grin as he began to slide the skirt up her legs. She knew he loved it on her, of course. That was probably why his younger counterpart had thought to send it with her things. "But I also loved to imagine myself taking it off of you, or just pulling it up like this."
Once he had it up and bunched around her waist, Bucky couldn't help the groan that escaped him at the sight of her. What she wore under it couldn't even be called panties--not really. It could only even be called underwear at all because of the way it was worn under her clothes. "Fuck, Steph," his voice came out a little scratchy from the surprise, while he ran his good hand over the round cheeks of her ass. "You were walking around the city with your pussy out like this?" Sure, she had on tights, but those were pretty much nothing. He wasn't sure they would even stop a breeze.
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There was also the anticipation. She'd picked a really racy set of underwear, and she eagerly awaited his discovery and reaction. He wasn't going to be upset, was he? Kinda shocked, maybe. After all, she might as well be wearing nothing.
He didn't disappoint. The way he said her name with that little scratch in his voice sent a rush of heat straight into the furnace between her legs. They hadn't even started fucking and she was already getting her money's worth for the lingerie. "Why not? It wasn't like anyone else could see. This is all for you, darling."
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Bucky was definitely a fan.
"These tights aren't special or anything, are they?" he asked with a brow raised, yet didn't wait for an answer before gripping them and tearing them at the seam, exposing her even more than she already was.
"Were you wanting me to fuck you in these?" he asked, running his finger teasingly over the edges of her folds. "You know you don't have to dress up to tempt me, sweetheart. But that doesn't mean I don't like it."