"Cunt," he manages, the word strangling out. It's vulgar and probably too vulgar for someone he loves as much as Natalia but he's not going to take it back. He fists his hand in her hair a little tighter and groans, repeating the word in a low, guttural tone.
"Cunt, cunt, wanna come in you," he says, reaching down for her and tugging her up against him. He's got to be in her as soon as possible and the shower's as good a place as any. He pushes her up against the wall and pulls her legs apart, hooking one over his hip so he can press into her deep.
"Right here, lisichka. I always wanna be right here."
She hissed satisfaction when Bucky pulled her up, spread her legs, and sank into her all in the same movement. Hands fisted in his hair, Natalia wound her leg around his hip, calf muscle flexing against the back of his thigh to pull him deeper, harder. "Put your hands under me," she breathed, and when he complied, she lifted her other leg, wrapping both tight around his waist, and pressing her head back against the shower wall at the change of angle.
"...James..." It was a sultry moan, her thighs clenching him with every long thrust, and she kissed him just as deeply, her tongue coiling with his. It dawned on her then just how addicted she'd become, and the thought of him going off to war on whatever mission was physically painful. It had her squeezing his cock tight, clenching down on him as hard as she could, never wanting to let him go.
It's gonna be the last time for a long time and he wants to make it count. It's a little rougher than he normally is with Natalia, true, but sometimes there's a time for sweet and slow and sometimes there's a need for desperate. He pushes into her hard, sucks a dark mark on her neck.
"Come for me, Natalia," he murmurs in her ear. "Come for me and come again so I can take it with me when I leave. Come for me, baby. Please, please come for me?"
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"Cunt, cunt, wanna come in you," he says, reaching down for her and tugging her up against him. He's got to be in her as soon as possible and the shower's as good a place as any. He pushes her up against the wall and pulls her legs apart, hooking one over his hip so he can press into her deep.
"Right here, lisichka. I always wanna be right here."
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"...James..." It was a sultry moan, her thighs clenching him with every long thrust, and she kissed him just as deeply, her tongue coiling with his. It dawned on her then just how addicted she'd become, and the thought of him going off to war on whatever mission was physically painful. It had her squeezing his cock tight, clenching down on him as hard as she could, never wanting to let him go.
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"Come for me, Natalia," he murmurs in her ear. "Come for me and come again so I can take it with me when I leave. Come for me, baby. Please, please come for me?"