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#I love the dynamic with sbf!bucky though
becca-e-barnes · 2 years
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Needy tired sex is so underrated like imagine needing each other so much needing to touch them and for them to touch you straddling their lap and sinking down on their cock tiredly rocking back and forth tucking your head into the side of their neck as you can only let out sleepy needy moans
Oooooh I really like this!! And I love it with son's best friend bucky actually (I've missed writing him, he needs to come back)
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But I can really imagine this if Bucky managed to get you to himself for a whole night, uninterrupted. You've maybe already had the kind of frantic, intense sex you're used to with him but time alone is a rarity and you can't help but crave the intimacy you're not used to receiving from your husband.
It's hard to tear yourselves apart on nights like that because Bucky feels like he has to touch you as much as he can now that he's got the chance. He'd have his fingers locked with yours or his thumb slowly running over your cheek bone or his hands trailing from your thigh, up over your hips and across your waist. He'd map the curves and contours of your body with the most reverent touch, leaving nothing unappreciated, telling you how beautiful you are with a sincerity that catches in the back of your throat.
It's so hard not to fall into the gentle, familiar intimacy of the moment he's created. You're both still pleasantly buzzing with the afterglow of your orgasms, a sleepy haze making you both more than a little drowsy but you haven't had enough of each other yet.
There's an unspoken understanding that these hours have to count. They have to matter. In the morning, you'll shower and get dressed and go back home to your husband. He'll return to his college flat and you have no idea when you'll be able to feel this close to him again.
"I don't know that I'll ever get enough of you. A lifetime wouldn't be enough." He whispers, his eyes trained on yours. You don't take the time to correct him and remind him that a 'lifetime' together isn't on the cards. You know he knows that, he might be young but he's not stupid. It's nice to feel wanted again, after years of being borderline ignored by your husband.
"You're too sweet for your own good." You pull him into a gentle kiss, your fingers curling in the short, dark hair just above the nape of his neck.
You're not quite sure how but before you know it, you're sat in his lap with your chest pressed to his and he's rock hard inside you again. It's much slower and more intimate than you both had patience for earlier but it's so damn satisfying.
"Fuck, you feel like Heaven." He groans, almost sounding pathetic as he grips your hips and helps you keep the steady pace he knows you both enjoy so much.
"Bucky, I n-need... I can't..." You whine, unable to articulate what exactly it is that you need from him in that moment. In truth, you need nothing more than what you have. Your body just craves more.
"I know, sweetheart. Believe me, I know." His hands map out your body from your hips, up your back until he's rubbing your shoulders while your head falls into the crook of your neck. You groan, low and filthy against his neck, enjoying the way his dick rubs your sweet spot, right where you need it to.
"Doing so well for me. Don't stop." It's an overindulgent level of pleasure. You'd have been more than satisfied, at least until the morning but with Bucky, nothing is ever really enough.
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