"Great and terrible standards," Bucky murmurs as his hands seek out what Sam has implied; there's a sucked-in breath when he realizes what he's being shown and told about, as his fingers meet the rounded perfection that is Sam's ass. "I've met me."
He pinches Sam on the ass. "I did, in fact, bring the silk rope." He is never using a different rope on Sam, despite how much he likes it when Sam complains yet acquiesces to what they both want. "And a few other things as well."
Can they start walking? Otherwise Bucky might just pick Sam up and make his own way to the balconies.
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Date: 2022-12-16 05:19 pm (UTC)He pinches Sam on the ass. "I did, in fact, bring the silk rope." He is never using a different rope on Sam, despite how much he likes it when Sam complains yet acquiesces to what they both want. "And a few other things as well."
Can they start walking? Otherwise Bucky might just pick Sam up and make his own way to the balconies.