"Ain't your sweetheart," Sam presses out, voice strained and fading into a groan. Or perhaps a moan. He can't tell the difference anymore as Bucky fucks him relentlessly. Sam can only hang on. Can try to angle himself to give as much of his oversensitive body reprieve as he can. It's not much, though - he feels like a live wire, every part of him thrumming with the impossibility of the night. He's so very, very tired and so very very blissed out.
"Ain't no 'we' either," he hisses as the knot slides past his red and puffy rim - and then is ruthlessly fucked in and out of him.
He has to burn all of the furniture in here. No way he can get the scent of cum and slick and arousal out of the office.
Tony's gonna be so pissed, but there's very little Sam can do about that. The challenge to courtship is valid, and with it, Bucky has any right to use Sam, just like Tony.
Sam wants to hate it, but he's frankly too fucked out to care.
Just whines: "Hurry." He's not sure he can take much more of this, is already in tears again. Wants Bucky to cum, and then wants to sleep approximately forever.
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Date: 2022-12-22 09:30 pm (UTC)"Ain't no 'we' either," he hisses as the knot slides past his red and puffy rim - and then is ruthlessly fucked in and out of him.
He has to burn all of the furniture in here. No way he can get the scent of cum and slick and arousal out of the office.
Tony's gonna be so pissed, but there's very little Sam can do about that. The challenge to courtship is valid, and with it, Bucky has any right to use Sam, just like Tony.
Sam wants to hate it, but he's frankly too fucked out to care.
Just whines: "Hurry." He's not sure he can take much more of this, is already in tears again. Wants Bucky to cum, and then wants to sleep approximately forever.