The one forgiven sin 《Sambucky》

00.32(NSFW)

《you are artwork, i could admire you for hours》

"I want to, Sam, I want to do it." Bucky said, a determined expression stuck to his face.

"I love you. I want you to have me in all kind of ways, Sammy."

"Buck, Jamie, you don't need to force yourself, I ain't dating you for this." He declared, not really thinking about it, but totally meaning it. Bucky was already his, their souls and feelings bonding them together, weather they wanted to or not. He didn't need Bucky for his body, too. Sure, it would be amazing, but he didn't want to pressure Bucky, thinking now that they were dating, he had to pleasure Sam in any way.

For Sam, it was enough cuddling on the couch with his grumpy partner, whose personality resembled a cat.

"I know, but that's just it. You aren't forcing me, Sam. I want you. I want to give myself willingly to you. I want you to be the first and only man I do this with that I will enjoy.

Sam, I trust you to treat me right." Bucky rambled off, and Sam felt his resolve falter, and immediately stopped short.

"Okay, wait, backtrack. You want me, you want to sleep with me, and want me to take the lead?"

"Yes, yes, and yes. But only if you are comfortable with-."

"Sugar, I don't care, I'm a switch." Sam laughed, but stopped short at Bucky's expression.

"You know what a switch is, yeah?"

"No?" Bucky's eyebrows furrowed, and Sam had to hold himself physically back from poking in between them.

"So, basically, I can switch positions in bed." He made weird hand gestures, and Bucky looked mortified.

"Yeah, I should have explained it better. So badic-"

"I get it!" Bucky laughed nervously.
"I totally get it, no need to explain it to me again." He swallowed hard, is Adams Apple moving as his eyes were wide, obviously imagining something horrible. Sam wanted to laugh, but didn't, since they really talked about something serious, with Bucky's past as a survivor.

The air around themselves turned serious again, and both starred at each other for a moment.

"Bucky, I mean it, you don't have to do anything you don't like, okay?"

"I know, Sam. But I want this.

But... will it hurt? I mean, tha-, well, I-, just-"

"No, sugar, it won't. If I can help it, all you'll feel is pleasure. But if you want to, you can be the one to-"

"No, no." Bucky interrupted, a dusty pink colouring his cheeks pink.

"I want you to take control. But just this once." He added as an afterthought, one finger pointed upwards, and Sam laughed.

"Alright, let's do it, let's make love."

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They had both showered after each other, since Bucky didn't want to get intimidate before the big deal, and of course Sam respected that.

He just hoped after tonight Bucky would be more comfortable showing off his skin since he was so beautiful.

Sam had warned Bucky not to prepare himself while he was in the shower since he wanted to do that for Bucky himself, but he was still surprised to come inside and find a red faced, fully clothed, Bucky Barnes sitting in the middle of the mattress.

At his questionable stare, Bucky shrugged and explained he felt awkward sitting there only in boxers.

Sam laughed, having put on boxers himself and crawled closer to Bucky, who looked embarrassed beyond believe. Sam kissed him, slow, but passionate and tugged at the hem of his shirt, watching for any signs of discomfort. When he found none, he took it off of his partners body and admired.

"You are so beautiful."

"And you are hot." Bucky flirted right back, a little smile made his eyes shine.

Sam grinned back, and, motivated to go on, gripped Bucky's zipper and slipped the jeans off of his skin. Miles and miles of pale skin led to a half erection, visible behind his boxers. He trailed a few kisses down Bucky's neck and then whispered, slow and hot breath making goosebumps erupt on Bucky's skin.
"Get on your knees, baby..."

If possible, Bucky became even more red, but obeyed. He settled on his knees and held his weight with both his arms. Slowly, Sam tugged off his boxers, and just stared, a hand gliding down Bucky's spine which made him shiver so badly, Sam thought he might collapse.

He made a big show of luping up his middle finger, beore easing it inside of his lover.

"How we feelin', sweet baby?"

"Good, thanks." Bucky mumbled, his voice a tiny bit shaky. Yet, when Sam wanted to withdraw to check on him, Bucky, honestly, whined. So, he moved on, moving his fingers in slow movements. Every time Bucky's errrection twitched with interest, he added another finger, ending up with three and a half. After ten minutes or so, he found the spot he'd been searching for,which had Bucky trembling. As he strikes it once too often, Bucky's arms gave out and his face planted itself on his pillow. Finding his partner ready, he asked him to turn around.

And, wow, Bucky looked like a dream, wrecked in the worst kinds, blissed out and relaxed. His cheeks were firey red, drool was running down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were wide but unfocused at the same time. Just now, Sam noticed that the few freckles dusting Bucky's nose went down to his chest as well.

"Such a pretty boy." Sam whispered, and Bucky's eyes fixated on him, as Sam slowly eased himself inside. He noticed Bucky blushing even more, so he went on.

"Yes, you are a pretty boy, all mine." All the while thrusting out and in of Bucky, who had grabbed a hold of Sam's hand with his metal hand and intertwined their fingers. He tried tugging Sam closer, but it was like his strength was gone as he laid there relaxed and exposed before him.

Bucky whined, tried again to get him closer, but Sam had no problem staying where he was. It was so magical, a strong and harsh man like Bucky to beg for Sam's attention was awesome. So, Bucky tried another approach. He stretched out his arms for Sam and whined.

"Sam, kisses. I want kisses. Kiss me." He demanded, and well, Sam would gladly fullfill his partners wishes. He leaned down, all the while never stopping the movements of his hips, and peppered kisses all along his boyfriend's face.

As if by some kind of miracle, they both came at the same time, Bucky having grabbed his own erection at some point, and just laid there, together, limbs and fingers intertwined in every way. They were so content, both of them were never this happy before, they were sure of it.

"Wow." Bucky breathed, for once not the silent one, and Sam couldn't agree more.

That night, they both slept pretty easily on the bed.