Like him, she'd been bereft of even the simplest pleasure for so, so long, that it didn't take much to have her tipping over that edge right behind him. She stiffened, shuddered, then bucked hard a few times, feeling the afterwash of glittering lethargy course over her, leaving her absolutely spent.
Natalia slumped boneless over Bucky's chest, her heart still galloping but every nerve ending tingling quite deliciously. He was still inside her, still hard, and she loved it. Enough that she deliberately slowly wiggled her hips, chuckling darkly under her breath.
Bucky rubs his hands along her back and grins up at her, happy as he can be. God, but she's beautiful, and he's wanted her almost from the moment he saw her. He can hardly believe this is real; why is Natalie Rushman in bed with him of all people.
"You doin' all right, sweetheart?" he asks, words slurring a little with a thicker accent than normal. He usually keeps it at bay for professional purposes but he's far from professional right now. Right now, he's just Bucky.
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Natalia slumped boneless over Bucky's chest, her heart still galloping but every nerve ending tingling quite deliciously. He was still inside her, still hard, and she loved it. Enough that she deliberately slowly wiggled her hips, chuckling darkly under her breath.
They weren't finished. Not by a long shot.
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"You doin' all right, sweetheart?" he asks, words slurring a little with a thicker accent than normal. He usually keeps it at bay for professional purposes but he's far from professional right now. Right now, he's just Bucky.