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They’ve been at it for a while.
Rough, hurried fucking at some point turned slow and sensual. Or at least, it is slow and sensual for Steve. For Bucky, it’s been torment; feeling how deep Steve is, how much he stretches his ass, rearranging his insides so that Steve can fit all of himself in such a tight space and still not fucking him hard enough.
Bucky’s thighs are pushed together, which is Steve’s favorite. He says it makes Bucky so much tighter, and he really has to work to get his fat cock in such a tiny hole—either of them. Bucky’s pussy throbs, both from the soreness of a good fucking but also from the ache that comes with how much he needs to be filled. Steve pulled out after making Bucky come twice, acting exasperated at how much his pussy soaked Steve's cock and nonchalantly made the comment that he’s slick enough to be able to just push into his ass with little resistance.
And then he did it, and Bucky would be loathe to admit that there was little resistance except for he can’t be bothered to be annoyed when Steve is fucking him so deep.
His pussy is on fire, throbbing from neglect even though he had already come twice with Steve’s cock in him there. He can’t believe he’s such a slut for Steve’s cock that his holes can actually be jealous of one another. But as much as he wants Steve back in his cunt, he thinks he’d cry if he pulled out. He moans into the mattress below him, eyes rolling back at a particularly deep thrust that makes a glob of wet drip out of him.
“Mm, can’t help sucking me in, can you Buck?” Steve teases, breath hot in his ear. It makes Bucky shiver and grip the sheets below him tighter. He lifts his ass so he can fuck back on Steve’s dick, meeting him thrust for slow thurst, but his movements are sluggish; hard to move when there is 200 pounds of all-American super solider splayed across his back.
“Please,” Bucky begs, needing to be fucked faster, harder. He clenches down, needing to feel Steve everywhere. The other man groans and then smacks his ass once before groping it harshly.
“So needy for it,” Steve says approvingly, but mercifully gives him what he wants. He fucks in harder, picks up his pace a little. Bucky moans loudly underneath him, trying to stifle his noises by pushing his face into the bed more but Steve fists a hand in his hair and pulls his head back. “Ah-ah,” he tsk-tsks, “You know better than that. Lemme hear you, sugar. Do I make this tight ass feel good?”
A loud whine claws its way out of his lungs at the changed angle, his back bowing delicately as he gets his elbows under him to ease the bite of his pulled hair. Steve’s cockhead is fucking right up against his sweet spot, making him spasm uncontrollably. His toes are curling and mouth is falling open wide and suddenly wet is squirting out of him.
It’s almost painful to be coming around nothing; even with his ass full, Steve groaning at the convulsing around his cock where he’s buried deep. But his pussy is empty and the ache is unbearable. His cheeks burn at how bad he needs to be filled there, feels so greedy and needy and embarrassed all at the same time.
His slick has made his thighs messy, and squirms, rubbing them together to try to ease the ache. He’s just come but he still needs it so bad. He can’t even hide his face and his cries like he wants to; Steve’s fist in his hair is still keeping him from being able to fall back forward.
“What’s this?” Steve asks, finally noticing how wet it suddenly is underneath him. Bucky wails from the shame, eyes squeezed closed even though Steve can’t see his face from behind. “Aw, sweetheart, you squirting with your ass full? Oh, your pussy is such a greedy little thing isn’t it?”
He moans again, and his breath hitches when Steve tilts the both of them back. He rolls them so they’re both on their sides, and Bucky chokes on air as the movement jostles Steve’s cock inside of him. In the new position where they are on their left sides, Steve hooks his hand under Bucky’s right thigh and hoists it up so he can spread him a little. Cool air hits his drenched cunt and it makes his breath stutter in his throat.
Steve coos at him. He lifts Bucky’s leg where he wants it and then his big, hot hand is pawing at his soaked slit. Bucky’s head falls back, and he turns his face toward Steve trying to find his mouth, but the angle is too awkward and he can’t quite get there.
“Mmm, poor thing, you need something in here?” Steve asks him, voice such a low, teasing timbre that it makes Bucky whimper. Two fingers circle his clit, the glide smooth and slick from all of his wet. He pushes into his ass slow and steady at the same time he fingers him, making Bucky’s head spin.
With little warning, his fingers slide down and two are pushed right into him as his cock fucks in particularly rough. Bucky twitches around him, head lolling back and forth at how good it feels, feeling a little drunk from it. Two fingers is not nearly enough, but with his ass so full at the same time—it’s close, he's the closest he’s going to get.
Then, the rough pads of Steve’s fingertips and pushing in deeper, his fingers stuffed in to the hilt so that they can rub hard against his spot.
“Ah! Ah! Steve!” Bucky cries, tears pricking at his eyes and hips wriggling without control. Steve just continues to fuck both his holes and hums darkly in his ear.
“Yeah, that’s what this pussy needs, isn’t it? So greedy, needs to be stuffed full even when I’m fucking your ass, doesn’t it Buck?” he says filthily, and all Bucky can do is nod and agree because yes, yes, it’s exactly what he needs.
Steve somehow finds rhythm, fucking him from behind from his inane stamina while his fingers continue to fill him and rub his spot. His whole groin burns as his orgasm builds, and Bucky is wild in the little cries and whimpers that are tumbling out of his mouth.
Just like that, the dam is bursting and he’s coming again for the fourth time. He’s nearly wrung dry at this point, but his cunt manages to squeeze more out of him, a pitiful squirt spraying Steve’s wrist and forearm in a quiet hiss. He rocks into it, fucking himself both on Steve’s cock and fingers, and shivers when he hears Steve’s telltale groan as his cock unloads in his ass.
He’s positively quivering from it, pussy and ass clenching uncontrollably as he comes down from the edge, pleasure still zinging through him in waves. Steve is careful as he removes his fingers, humming at the little twitches of overstimulation that make Bucky’s body jerk. Then, his cock is sliding out of him and he feels empty, albeit swollen and puffy from the thorough fucking.
Steve tips him onto his back and latches his mouth onto Bucky’s, kissing him deeply. When they part for air, he has a cocky little smirk that makes Bucky want to bite his lips.
“Mmm, I’ll give you a minute and then it's round five.”