+Sambucky+ //re-editing Soon//

Stunt.

Fuck this cursed chpt.

Fucking thirsty bitches have a glass of smut.
Swearing.
3 pov.
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"Sam knock it off we'll be home in a second." Bucky growled.

Sam was being impatient, too impatient, he couldn't wait for home.

"Pull the car over." Sam said

"Sam no. You can wait." Bucky gripped the handel tighter.

"Fine."
He rested his hand on buckys lap and started to rub back and forth slowly moving it back and forth faster and with a more pressure every minute.

"Sam you better knck it off." Bucky warned again

"Pull over."

"Fine, but your going to pay for that little fucking stunt."

Bucky pulled the car over into a parking lot in the way back.

Sam slid into the back seat.

Bucky got out and opened the door. He was sexually active and frustrated.

"Take the shirt off." His voice was deep and commanding.

Sam grinned, he lifted the shirt off.

"I dont think your gonna want to move tomarrow after you pay for that stunt."

Bucky pinned Sam's hand above his head. Holding them there, he placed small pecks up and down his stomach. His stopped and traced sams body with his tounge, the pinned man let out a hard moan. Bucky grinned. He took his other hand and started to slowly rub the clothed member. Sam twitched.

"Think its funny now?" He said in Sam's ear.
"Being teased."
He shook his head no.

"Beg." Bucky commanded.

"Make me." Sam said.

Bucky stopped and climbed into the front.

"Bucky. Please, please."

"Please what sam?"

"Please bucky, please fuck me." Sam whined

Bucky grinned.

"If we start I might not stop."
Sam nodded.

Bucky slid Sam's and his pants of, opening the dash bord, for some lube.

He went in 2 fingers, sam wasn't ready and let out a muffled cry.

"You sure?" Bucky said sliding his fingers back and forth.
First it was painful, then the heat slowly started to take over the pain, sam let out a slight moan.

Bucky, placed another finger in, restarting the pain again, but this time it washed over faster.
He pulled his fingers out for good this time, and traded them for his length.

The cars windows began to steam up, there body heat filled the car.
Sam clawed buckys back. Twitching every now and then.

"Bucky I'm."

"Hold it.

For me~."

His thrusting became more violent and sloppy. Sam began to feel pain instead of pleasure, he felt as if his organs were begin reorganized and sold.

"Bucky please." Sam whispered, afraid his voice would break if he said anything more.

"Just a few more." Bucky said harshly.

He kept his words, a few more umps and he was done, he released, aswell as Sam.

"Good luck tomarrow." Bucky grinned.

He put his clothing back on, and drove the rest the way home. Sam was clothed again, but he didn't leave the back seat.

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Nervously sweats.

I
Dont
Like
Smut
U
Crazy
Bitches

Let me know if yall enjoyed this. I'm never touching this chpt again.
Jk jk
Dont take any of this seriously, I don't mind writing it, just I dont prefer it. Ya know.

Here's some holy water you fucks.