[Bucky's fingers close around what little hair of Lupin's he can grab, curling around the back of his head and he ruts against him, hip to hip and stomach to stomach as he tugs at Lupin's lower lip with his teeth.]
I know six languages, imbécile. [He grins because even calling Lupin an idiot in French makes it sound that much more romantic. Awww.] Dites-moi...tell me...yes, I wanna hear.
[A shudder races down his spine at the thought of what Lupin's insinuating. He almost groans high in his chest but keeps it stifled for now -- that is, until Lupin slaps his ass again. Then he moans against a collarbone.]
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5/8/16 17:45 (UTC)I know six languages, imbécile. [He grins because even calling Lupin an idiot in French makes it sound that much more romantic. Awww.] Dites-moi...tell me...yes, I wanna hear.
[A shudder races down his spine at the thought of what Lupin's insinuating. He almost groans high in his chest but keeps it stifled for now -- that is, until Lupin slaps his ass again. Then he moans against a collarbone.]