[he squeezes right back, feels his heart, where it thunders like a herd of wild animals, squeeze in return. That rumble of Bucky's voice, where he can feel it reverberate through him, has him groaning. As if speaking those words are magic.
Oh, he'll have to hear that one. About how he's lucky to be paired with Lupin. To hear it again and again and again until he's even more insufferable.
But for now, his hips stutter and his balls draw tight, and his cock, dribbling between them, throbs. He looks for any means of friction, from the warmth of Bucky's hand to the ridges of his belly, mouth drawn open and head lolling to one side.]
Close...close...not without you...dragging you down with me. Come with me.
[his movements are erratic, as are his thoughts, now, caught in the dizzying array of this passion.]
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3/8/16 06:48 (UTC)Oh, he'll have to hear that one. About how he's lucky to be paired with Lupin. To hear it again and again and again until he's even more insufferable.
But for now, his hips stutter and his balls draw tight, and his cock, dribbling between them, throbs. He looks for any means of friction, from the warmth of Bucky's hand to the ridges of his belly, mouth drawn open and head lolling to one side.]
Close...close...not without you...dragging you down with me. Come with me.
[his movements are erratic, as are his thoughts, now, caught in the dizzying array of this passion.]