Sam moves his hands then. Shifts so Bucky can just grind bis erection against Sam's thigh and abdomen while Sam cradles his head close, kisses his temple and let's Bucky kiss and lick and nip to his own delight. His hands meanwhile, still slick from both of them, gently and carefully brush over the scar tissue. Keeps the touch light so as not to aggravate the wound. But embraces all that Bucky is in his current shape.
Shudders at the serendipity of it all. Because perhaps it was not chance that brought them together tonight at all.
"I remember that," he murmurs into Bucky's hair. "I remember you. A vast shadow in the depths, beyond the shallows. You passed by our coast line a few times every year. We celebrated you as a good omen. The fishing grounds were always bountiful after you passed. We swam in the waters without a worry for anything. We gave tithe to you in blood and treasures of the island. Newlyweds made love in the shallows to give tithe to you with their lust. Children were born in the shallows so you would know their cries."
Sam whimpers softly, wet and light headed with knowing who and what has found him.
"I was born in the same waters you come from. I washed my first heat ofd my thighs in them. I remember that year your rage destroyed our town. My best friend drowned, too. I found your gifts on the beach and helped the elders place them upon the graves. And we cursed not you, but the pirates who had been plundering and pillaging our shore for weeks. Who had forged weaponry to use on you. We thought they'd sought to kill you. Now I wonder if they sought to tame you all along, to whip you into a rage and use your guilt as chains."
Sam rises up a little, maneuvers himself to straddle that large cock so Bucky can rub it between the cheeks of Sam's ass.
"Some of us moved away. Some stayed to rebuild. But it was never you we blamed. You're a force of nature, not a malicious creature."
With the wet, slick slide of Buckys cock, Sam lifts Bucky's head, looks into those blue eyes.
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Shudders at the serendipity of it all. Because perhaps it was not chance that brought them together tonight at all.
"I remember that," he murmurs into Bucky's hair. "I remember you. A vast shadow in the depths, beyond the shallows. You passed by our coast line a few times every year. We celebrated you as a good omen. The fishing grounds were always bountiful after you passed. We swam in the waters without a worry for anything. We gave tithe to you in blood and treasures of the island. Newlyweds made love in the shallows to give tithe to you with their lust. Children were born in the shallows so you would know their cries."
Sam whimpers softly, wet and light headed with knowing who and what has found him.
"I was born in the same waters you come from. I washed my first heat ofd my thighs in them. I remember that year your rage destroyed our town. My best friend drowned, too. I found your gifts on the beach and helped the elders place them upon the graves. And we cursed not you, but the pirates who had been plundering and pillaging our shore for weeks. Who had forged weaponry to use on you. We thought they'd sought to kill you. Now I wonder if they sought to tame you all along, to whip you into a rage and use your guilt as chains."
Sam rises up a little, maneuvers himself to straddle that large cock so Bucky can rub it between the cheeks of Sam's ass.
"Some of us moved away. Some stayed to rebuild. But it was never you we blamed. You're a force of nature, not a malicious creature."
With the wet, slick slide of Buckys cock, Sam lifts Bucky's head, looks into those blue eyes.
"I know you, leviathan. And I never feared you."