[What a beautiful reaction. Lupin finds himself panting with it, hot breath across Bucky's cheeks as his fingers spread him, revealing his innermost core to him, only for him. Slowly, oh so slowly, he obliges his husband.
He presses a kiss to the heat of him, followed by the swipe of his tongue, shallow, shallow, longer strokes each time, and he rocks Bucky back and forth into his mouth to mimic the rolls of his hips, the bump of his cock against the back of his husband's thighs.
His taste is everything Lupin dreamed it would be: purely Bucky, hot and sweet for him, and he gently bites at the rim of him before he soothes it with laps from his tongue instead. His fingers knead his asscheeks as he works.]
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10/8/16 19:01 (UTC)He presses a kiss to the heat of him, followed by the swipe of his tongue, shallow, shallow, longer strokes each time, and he rocks Bucky back and forth into his mouth to mimic the rolls of his hips, the bump of his cock against the back of his husband's thighs.
His taste is everything Lupin dreamed it would be: purely Bucky, hot and sweet for him, and he gently bites at the rim of him before he soothes it with laps from his tongue instead. His fingers knead his asscheeks as he works.]