[ here alex was, sitting there letting himself get lost in the afterglow sauce while bucky plays with his hair until he speaks and takes him out of it. it's fine, though, because the request causes a warm feeling to well up in his chest. someone who loves him? and wants to feel him in his hand like that? shit, he could almost get hard again immediately. (but only almost. biology says cool your jets on that one. give it a little time.) ]
What? Oh, yeah, sure. Fuck yeah. [ he is so hoarse now, omg. after he spent all that time recovering from painful dry heaving. will he ever sound normal again? maybe he'll just embrace his identity of "man who perpetually has a cold." (at least wrecking his throat for love was worth it.) ]
I just didn't think of it, y'know... I thought you were fuckin' out, dude. Didn't wanna spoil the moment.
[ every time bucky calls him "darling" it hits his brain's funny bone — it's one of those overly sincere things bucky always says. alex doesn't feel like a darling, but the way he says it leaves no open space for doubt.
as much as he's be content sitting on the floor, boneless like a plate of pasta while bucky rubs his neck... the idea of more kissing is enticing. ]
Uh-huh, yeah. Of course. [ he moves languidly, exerting only the exact amount of energy it takes to pull himself up to sit on bucky's lap. getting an up-close look at his handiwork — the way bucky's face is still flushed, mostly — adds to his sense of self-satisfaction. (meanwhile, here's alex with the lower half of his face covered in spit, drool, and come.) related, he quips: ]
( when alex moves, bucky's hand falls away to give him space only to gently find alex's face again when alex settles into bucky's lap. fingers hooked lightly against the corner of his jaw, hand faintly cupping up against the line of bone, his thumb reaches around to swipe away the mess, smearing it against alex's lips in the process.
his thumb lingers against alex's lower lip. so do his eyes. )
Good, ( is what he offers back easily with a smirk, gaze find alex's again for a moment to let the word strike before he leans in, thumb dipping away as he locks lips with him, tongue wedging eagerly between alex's lips. )
[ the way bucky touches his face, brushes his thumb against his lower lip, holds it there, stares at him... if alex weren't already spent, he'd be getting hard all over again from the thoughtful attention. instead, he gets a satisfied, tingly full-body sensation out of that fresh and sexy being loved and perceived feeling.
the kiss begins both in slow motion and within a single fraction of a blink. bucky went from staring at his mouth to in there, and he finds himself responding to the presence of bucky's tongue by sucking on it. he loops his arms around bucky's neck lazily, wanting to find eliminate any extra space between them. ]
( he'd thought alex might tease back, make him work for that taste and eventually grace him with the addicting friction of meeting tongues. instead, alex jumps straight to sucking, and bucky doesn't have time to stifle the intense, lewd moan it pulls out from his chest, the sensation making his stomach flip and his abdomen lurch sharply with renewed arousal. were he more sober, he would likely remember that it had never been so easy or quick, before the serum, but that remains to be realized.
left hand moving to set against alex's side, his right slots itself nearly around the back of alex's neck for leverage. )
[ wow, thinking alex was going to take it slow was his first mistake. especially when bucky is out there making sounds like that. all that moaning continues to be music to his ears.
... although he quickly realizes that perhaps he should have taken it slow after all, because while sitting on bucky's lap and making him moan with his refined makeout techniques (now including lip biting), he realizes bucky is hard again. or at least he is 98% sure bucky is hard again. bruh. he was expecting to have to go again but he thought he'd get a couple more minutes at least?
just to check, he pulls out of their mouth mash-up to ask, sounding equal parts amused, surprised, and... hoarse: ]
( bucky blinks in confusion as he looks at alex hazily, lips red and wet and his body still tingling from how viscerally he'd been swept up in kissing alex more. it's another moment before he realizes how quickly his erection actually has returned, and he leans back a little in embarrassment, trying to hide away even if it's not really possible in the circumstance. )
I- I. S- Sorry— ( his gaze quickly dips away in shame as his brow furrows anxiously. ) I didn't mean to.
[ alex frowns slightly — feeling bad because of all the shame he sees playing out on bucky's face, like he accidentally popped a boner in eighth grade math class. what is up with all this discomfort??? is this part of the 1940s sexual repression aesthetic? ]
Dude, if you could only get hard whenever you wanted to get hard, you'd have a whole other superpower going on. [ no more eighth grade math class? morning wood? random attractive person walks by at trader joes? etc. etc. anyway: he gives him a quick mouth kiss, for reassurance purposes. ]
Do you want me to do anything about it, or get it out of your system by yourself? 'Cause I can help, but I'm gonna need more than a minute before I suck your dick again.
( it's hard to shake what's always come most natural to him, even if it is a dated reaction to the circumstance. he was striving to be a gentleman about things, so popping a sudden new boner when his partner wasn't up for things yet definitely seems rather selfish to do.
the little kiss seems to ease his nerves a little, though, the concern on his face turning more sheepish as he looks to alex again to answer: )
It's okay. I can wait. I. I don't want to pressure you into anything, and it just. Happened. I. I dunno, it was never... I've never gotten back up so quickly before. It might be something to do with the serum. Since my heartrate is generally quicker and. Whatever else.
[ when bucky mentions it could be the serum, the gears in alex's brain start shifting. could he help this with his powers? in a way that wouldn't put a damper on the whole evening? he almost immediately reaches the conclusion that no, he could not. ]
Hey, look, I said we'd keep going, right? However long you want until we go out to dinner. You're not pressuring me into shit.
[ he gives bucky another quick kiss before letting one hand snake down to grab his member and give it the slowest, most drawn out pump imaginable. you ]
You don't have to do anything, I just don't want you to keel over while waiting for me.
Are you su— ( bucky flinches as he breaks off into a loud groan, not at all expecting alex to just grab and jerk him like that. his breath quickly ramps up again, panting against alex's cheek from leaning forward a bit to better brace himself. )
D- Don't. Want you to think I don't care. Or don't wanna. Make you feel good too.
( his nose nudges against alex's cheek, and his right hand moves to grasp alex's shirt like before. )
[ he did feel a teeny tiny little big apprehensive about just grabbing bucky and going "aight i'm gonna jack you off now" — even though what else was he going to do in this situation, one might ask??? but that was why he was very slow about the whole thing: lots of opportunity for bucky to say "no thank you sir."
that, followed by the immediate realization that maybe they needed to go slower if alex was ever going to get enough time to bounce back... who knew than like ten minutes was going to be ten hours in bucky time? ]
Hey, c'mon, James. [ james. calling him that out loud still feels like it needs to be surrounded by real-life star emojis. ✨ james ✨ ] I know you care. This is what's making me feel good right now. I mean, so long as you feel good.
[ he turns his head fractionally — enough to catch bucky's mouth in another kiss before going back to face-against cheek. his non-dicking hand rests against the back of bucky's neck. also — he continues jerking him off, quickening the pace a little bit. barely. ]
( james, he says so simply, and bucky's breath catches noticeably in their close proximity. why does it feel so significant and make his heart race even more? why does it feel so good to hear? why does his name feel like such a valuable secret when alex says it at all?
while alex continues stroking his length, bucky fights to keep his composure as he chokes back several moans and whimpers. when his grasp no longer feels sufficient against the front of alex's shirt, his hand smooths against the cloth and winds around to the back to tug more urgently for control. not wanting to let the pleasure build too quickly again, he tries to drive his attention just to the sound of alex's voice and away from the rough slip of fingers stimulating the skin of his cock.
it doesn't really help. )
Y- Yeah, ( he blurts with notable delay after a moment, mind having wandered from the thought of kissing alex even more. his words are a warm rumble against alex's cheek. ) 's good. I. I like when you touch me.
( he probably means in general, but it certainly feels pointed in the moment. )
[ as distracting as bucky trying to hold in his noises and grabbing at his shirt are, alex is still focused on the task at hand: giving an excruciatingly slow handjob, almost to the point of edging. including stopping mid-stroke, like he has to think about whether or not to keep going. (edging.) it's fine. he's teaching a lesson. the lesson is "take it slow so the rest of us can, too."
with his voice lowered almost to a degree of whispering, he executes some (sincere) Dirty Talk. ] I like when you make noise. You don't have to hold it in, you know? Be as loud as you want. I want everyone to know how much you love getting fucked by me.
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( while alex's touch clearly seems to affect bucky, the pauses make him fidget impatiently, unaccustomed to the idea of edging or what alex is trying to achieve — though it is clear that Alex is trying something.
what alex says is what makes his cheeks heat further, though, releasing a strangled noises as he throbs in alex's grasp from the sharp arousal the bold words stir. )
N- not used to. Being the one making the noises. F- feels embarrassing.
( the stutters seem to come from his struggling against said noises. )
When you hold the noises in, it makes me wanna work twice as hard to get them out. [ he tilts his head slightly to kiss bucky on the cheek, like this is just him being uwu romantic. (to him, it kind of is...?) ]
How about... the louder you are, the faster I'll go? You can decide how you want it, James.
[ the good news is: giving bucky the slowest handjob on earth, talking about all his noises, and bossing him is reinvigorating alex's own dick. 😭 😂 🙌 ]
Mm-hmm. [ really, he's feeling straight up devious right now. one might say he's power-tripping. his pace stays steady — but he does push on the head with his thumb to use precome as a tiny lil sample pack's worth of lube. still with a lowered voice, he deploys his most powerful weapon: ] James.
( the press makes him shudder, a choked whimper escaping because it's simply too much to hold back anymore. caving further, he lets his forehead drop to alex's shoulder as his fingers dig harder into alex's shirt. )
[ although maybe not good, because he's gonna get himself too turned on again at this rate. he constructed a beautiful and sexy hell of his own making. a beautiful and sexy hell that makes him pick up the pace — a little selfishly, but also because bucky made A Noise and that was good enough for his mind game. he wants to kiss bucky again while his head is so close... but he must stay focused on the task at hand. in his hand. ]
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What? Oh, yeah, sure. Fuck yeah. [ he is so hoarse now, omg. after he spent all that time recovering from painful dry heaving. will he ever sound normal again? maybe he'll just embrace his identity of "man who perpetually has a cold." (at least wrecking his throat for love was worth it.) ]
I just didn't think of it, y'know... I thought you were fuckin' out, dude. Didn't wanna spoil the moment.
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I'd be a bad supersoldier if one orgasm took me out, darling.
( hand moving to soothe along alex's neck, he hums again with thought. )
Right now, I really wanna kiss you again, though.
Is that okay?
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as much as he's be content sitting on the floor, boneless like a plate of pasta while bucky rubs his neck... the idea of more kissing is enticing. ]
Uh-huh, yeah. Of course. [ he moves languidly, exerting only the exact amount of energy it takes to pull himself up to sit on bucky's lap. getting an up-close look at his handiwork — the way bucky's face is still flushed, mostly — adds to his sense of self-satisfaction. (meanwhile, here's alex with the lower half of his face covered in spit, drool, and come.) related, he quips: ]
Bet you'll taste some of yourself on me.
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his thumb lingers against alex's lower lip. so do his eyes. )
Good, ( is what he offers back easily with a smirk, gaze find alex's again for a moment to let the word strike before he leans in, thumb dipping away as he locks lips with him, tongue wedging eagerly between alex's lips. )
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the kiss begins both in slow motion and within a single fraction of a blink. bucky went from staring at his mouth to in there, and he finds himself responding to the presence of bucky's tongue by sucking on it. he loops his arms around bucky's neck lazily, wanting to find eliminate any extra space between them. ]
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left hand moving to set against alex's side, his right slots itself nearly around the back of alex's neck for leverage. )
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... although he quickly realizes that perhaps he should have taken it slow after all, because while sitting on bucky's lap and making him moan with his refined makeout techniques (now including lip biting), he realizes bucky is hard again. or at least he is 98% sure bucky is hard again. bruh. he was expecting to have to go again but he thought he'd get a couple more minutes at least?
just to check, he pulls out of their mouth mash-up to ask, sounding equal parts amused, surprised, and... hoarse: ]
Are you already ready to go again?
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( bucky blinks in confusion as he looks at alex hazily, lips red and wet and his body still tingling from how viscerally he'd been swept up in kissing alex more. it's another moment before he realizes how quickly his erection actually has returned, and he leans back a little in embarrassment, trying to hide away even if it's not really possible in the circumstance. )
I- I. S- Sorry— ( his gaze quickly dips away in shame as his brow furrows anxiously. ) I didn't mean to.
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Dude, if you could only get hard whenever you wanted to get hard, you'd have a whole other superpower going on. [ no more eighth grade math class? morning wood? random attractive person walks by at trader joes? etc. etc.
anyway: he gives him a quick mouth kiss, for reassurance purposes. ]
Do you want me to do anything about it, or get it out of your system by yourself? 'Cause I can help, but I'm gonna need more than a minute before I suck your dick again.
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( it's hard to shake what's always come most natural to him, even if it is a dated reaction to the circumstance. he was striving to be a gentleman about things, so popping a sudden new boner when his partner wasn't up for things yet definitely seems rather selfish to do.
the little kiss seems to ease his nerves a little, though, the concern on his face turning more sheepish as he looks to alex again to answer: )
It's okay. I can wait. I. I don't want to pressure you into anything, and it just. Happened. I. I dunno, it was never... I've never gotten back up so quickly before. It might be something to do with the serum. Since my heartrate is generally quicker and. Whatever else.
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Hey, look, I said we'd keep going, right? However long you want until we go out to dinner. You're not pressuring me into shit.
[ he gives bucky another quick kiss before letting one hand snake down to grab his member and give it the slowest, most drawn out pump imaginable. you ]
You don't have to do anything, I just don't want you to keel over while waiting for me.
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D- Don't. Want you to think I don't care. Or don't wanna. Make you feel good too.
( his nose nudges against alex's cheek, and his right hand moves to grasp alex's shirt like before. )
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that, followed by the immediate realization that maybe they needed to go slower if alex was ever going to get enough time to bounce back... who knew than like ten minutes was going to be ten hours in bucky time? ]
Hey, c'mon, James. [ james. calling him that out loud still feels like it needs to be surrounded by real-life star emojis. ✨ james ✨ ] I know you care. This is what's making me feel good right now. I mean, so long as you feel good.
[ he turns his head fractionally — enough to catch bucky's mouth in another kiss before going back to face-against cheek. his non-dicking hand rests against the back of bucky's neck. also — he continues jerking him off, quickening the pace a little bit. barely. ]
This is good, right?
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while alex continues stroking his length, bucky fights to keep his composure as he chokes back several moans and whimpers. when his grasp no longer feels sufficient against the front of alex's shirt, his hand smooths against the cloth and winds around to the back to tug more urgently for control. not wanting to let the pleasure build too quickly again, he tries to drive his attention just to the sound of alex's voice and away from the rough slip of fingers stimulating the skin of his cock.
it doesn't really help. )
Y- Yeah, ( he blurts with notable delay after a moment, mind having wandered from the thought of kissing alex even more. his words are a warm rumble against alex's cheek. ) 's good. I. I like when you touch me.
( he probably means in general, but it certainly feels pointed in the moment. )
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with his voice lowered almost to a degree of whispering, he executes some (sincere) Dirty Talk. ] I like when you make noise. You don't have to hold it in, you know? Be as loud as you want. I want everyone to know how much you love getting fucked by me.
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what alex says is what makes his cheeks heat further, though, releasing a strangled noises as he throbs in alex's grasp from the sharp arousal the bold words stir. )
N- not used to. Being the one making the noises. F- feels embarrassing.
( the stutters seem to come from his struggling against said noises. )
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How about... the louder you are, the faster I'll go? You can decide how you want it, James.
[ the good news is: giving bucky the slowest handjob on earth, talking about all his noises, and bossing him is reinvigorating alex's own dick. 😭 😂 🙌 ]
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Y- You're just trying to make me be as lewd as possible, aren't you— mmn—
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Y- you're gonna. Drive me crazy.
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[ although maybe not good, because he's gonna get himself too turned on again at this rate. he constructed a beautiful and sexy hell of his own making. a beautiful and sexy hell that makes him pick up the pace — a little selfishly, but also because bucky made A Noise and that was good enough for his mind game. he wants to kiss bucky again while his head is so close... but he must stay focused on the task at hand. in his hand. ]