"Not gonna rip something I wanna see again. But you better get something you're not attached to so I can rip it next time," Bucky says, licking his lips as he looks at her. He pushes the little dress up and off and he's pleased to see there's nothing under it but her panties. God. It's been entirely too long since he's been with a woman and this isn't just any woman, it's Wanda.
"Lay back and relax for a minute. I need to get undressed if I'm gonna do this the right way." The more aroused he is, the more his consonants slur and slide back to Brooklyn even though years as the Winter Soldier erased his accent from him. He can speak 32 languages but right now the only language he can speak is fuck and now and he thinks it's probably sufficient. At least Wanda can read his emotions and knows how little he's thinking right now.
He tugs his t-shirt off in one fluid movement and then brings his hands to his jeans, fingers fumbling over the fly for a moment before he can get them undone. He draws a little closer and reaches for Wanda's hands. "You wanna push them down for me or do you just wanna watch?"
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"Lay back and relax for a minute. I need to get undressed if I'm gonna do this the right way." The more aroused he is, the more his consonants slur and slide back to Brooklyn even though years as the Winter Soldier erased his accent from him. He can speak 32 languages but right now the only language he can speak is fuck and now and he thinks it's probably sufficient. At least Wanda can read his emotions and knows how little he's thinking right now.
He tugs his t-shirt off in one fluid movement and then brings his hands to his jeans, fingers fumbling over the fly for a moment before he can get them undone. He draws a little closer and reaches for Wanda's hands. "You wanna push them down for me or do you just wanna watch?"