Getting Needy Now Pairings | Bucky Barnes x Sam Wilson Warnings | smut, making out, anal fingering, rimming, humping, mocking, anal sex, unprotected sex, smidge of cockwarming to top it all off Word count | 1k Summary | Sam and Bucky having lazy sex. That's the fic A/n | this is my first SamBucky fic. I hope you enjoy?☺️
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Bucky is draped over him, thick thighs straddling Sam's as their lips move languidly against one another's. You could barely call it kissing - the way their lips were tangling was messy, sloppy even, and so, so lazy.
Both of them were tired, hardly had the energy to fuck and yet their hard dicks were telling them otherwise. Sam's lips were twisted into a smirk against Bucky's, the super soldier beginning to rut his hips up into the Falcon's in a fashion that was purely desperate.
Sam loved it when Bucky was like this; need and tangible, so desperate for anything that'd he'd start grinding against Sam like a bitch in heat.
"Sammy." Bucky's voice is already reduced to breathy moans and gasped squeals, the plates of his metal arm whirring when he feels Sam's thick fingers curl around his throat - merely a ghost of a choke.
"Yeah, honey? You gettin' needy now?" Sam's voice is taunting and thick, thick with lust and thick with want as his lips descend on Bucky's jaw.
"Please." Bucky whimpers, face attempting to hide in Sam's chest as he flushed pink from his neck to the tips of his ears.
"Aww, baby, don't get shy on my now." The fingers around Bucky's throat tilt his head back, a pout on the soldier's lips as he looks up at his boyfriend.
"Please fuck me." Sam had no idea how Bucky can make those words sound so- so...innocent! With his large, cerulean eyes and his pouted lips Bucky is the picture of innocence, and yet Sam knows just how dirty he can get.
"Hmm, I'll tell you what. You go find us some lube and I'll lick you open nice and good, huh?" With that Bucky is scrambling away, his hasty actions causing a chuckle to bubble in Sam's throat.
When he returned, Bucky practically threw himself on Sam as he clambered back onto the sofa where Sam was sprawled out.
"Good boy, now why don't we get these clothes off, hm?" Sam cooed, fingering the hem of Bucky's jeans. The super soldier made quick work of his clothes, and soon they were all scattered over their living room.
Sam gave him a quick kiss before flipping Bucky over, letting his fingers trace over his boyfriend's back teasingly as he fumbled with one hand to get the cap off the lube.
Bucky couldn't help but shudder, the way Sam disregarded the super soldier's size and manhandled him with ease was something that both surprised and aroused Bucky the first time they'd fucked. It was just mind boggling to Bucky, the way Sam was just a normal - well, normal with bulging muscles - guy that was strong enough to flip Bucky over with one hand.
A shiver followed Sam's fingers as they danced across Bucky's spine , the latter arching into the touch as a needy whine escaped him. Sam chuckled, and Bucky buried his face in one of the little cushions Sam loved to organise on the couch.
"I'm getting there, don't you worry." Sam chuckled, a now-lubed finger flitting over Bucky's rim of muscle in a way that made Bucky keen. "Mmmm, good boy." Sam found himself cooing as he bent down, breath hot on Bucky's skin before his tongue was snaking out and smoothing over Bucky's hole.
The resulting moan was sinful; the sound was thick with need and laced with pleasure, accompanied by bucking hips and quivering thighs as Sam began to lick into Bucky.
"Fuck! Sammy!" Bucky's wailing as Sam's tongue worked its way into him, massaging his walls and leaving a wet slobber to leak from his hole.
When Bucky's nice and open for him - the soldier took three fingers before Sam seemed him so - Sam was flipping him over again; by this point, Bucky was damn near sure that Sam was showing off just to make him even needier. It was working.
The man thrusted shallow, a smirk curling is lips when Bucky's back arched and his hand reached back to grab onto something - anything - whilst the plates in his other hand began to whirr.
Sam was spooning his boyfriend, cock up his ass and arm tight over his body to keep Bucky's thrashing to a minimum. His lips were hot on Bucky's neck, lazily sucking a bruise into his skin as he thrusted slowly.
It was the definition of sweet torture, in Bucky's eyes; in Sam's, it was a cruel, cruel game. And he loved to play.
"Good boy, Buck. Taking in so well." Sam praised, a husk of exalt. Bucky whimpered then, hot and high pitched against his boyfriend's hand, which was settled tightly over his mouth.
Sam's hand wrapping firmly around Bucky's cock was the last straw.
The super soldier came suddenly, his cum shooting onto Sam's fist as the man behind him stuttered, the sight of Bucky cumming causing Sam's stomach to clench as he released himself into his lover's ass.
"Fuck, you're so good to me." Sam sighed as his hand left Bucky's mouth, his arm resting over Bucky's hips in a loose - yet protective - grip instead.
"And you always take care of me." Bucky chimed in, a dopey smile stretched over his lips as he felt Sam's flutter over his bare shoulder. Sam hummed in agreement, eyes growing heavy as he settled against Bucky's back.
"Let's stay here for a while. Like the feeling of your tight ass keeping my cock nice and warm." Bucky knew they should move, that they should have a bath or a shower or something. Knew that they should probably disinfect the sofa. Twice, at the least. But right now, he couldn't bring himself to care, the little voice in the back of his head singing 'you'll do it later' as he felt himself drift off to sleep.
