James Barnes/OC
Marvel AU
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Alouette Clementine has battled severe illness for most of her life, but she never let that stop her from living it to the fullest. She was wild and carefree, never failing to shine a bright light on the darkest moments...
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𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙨 Letty up on the bed, stopping only when her head hits the pillow. His hand wraps around the back of her neck as he pulls her to him, kissing her with relentless fervor.
Letty, wanting to see James in the same way he's seen her, traces her finger along the band of his Versace boxers, silently asking for what she wants. He pulls from the kiss, looking down at her hand that now self-consciously makes it's way away from the cloth.
Shaking his head, he leans down and kisses her mouth messily before pulling back, "Gotta ask for what you want," he whispers against her wet lips, glistening with the moisture from his tongue.
Her doe eyes stare up at him lazily and James has to hold back, the look making something primal in him want to break out.
He'd already been forcing himself to hold back, so sure that her taste would've made him come, had it only taken a moment longer for her to snap.
She nervously bites her lip, her hair frizzily wisping around her face, "I-" she sighs trying to force the words free but she feels too embarrassed to say it out loud, "I can't say it."
He chuckles, "You don't have to," he pets along the curls that frame her face, "Show me."
She timidly lifts her hand back up, slowly bringing it back to the designer cloth that covers him. He frowns, "You want these?" He teases as he flicks the hem that hugs his thick thigh.
She shakes her head, hating the game he's playing with her but loving it all at once. She looks around the room without focus, refusing to make eye contact as she nervously slides her hand down, her fingertips ghosting along the outline of his cock.
He hums softly, his eyes fluttering as he presses his hips into her hand, flattening her palm onto him until she's cupping his erection. She meets his eyes again, a little embarrassed but more excited once she sees how much he looks to be enjoying it.
He places his hand over hers pushing her harder onto his bulge, guiding her hand as she palms him. His jaw clenches down hard, the muscle in his temple moving as his jaw squares.
She smiles a little, pushing harder until he hisses. Gaining some confidence, she rubs her hand smoothly over him, prideful when he bucks his pelvis forward. She smiles up at him when his eyes open, her heart hammering fast inside her chest when he releases her hand and finally begins to pull off the fabric.
Her eyes widen and her pulse quickens when she finally sees him, his cock thicker than she'd expected. It almost scares her out of the situation- the thought of whether he'd fit or not making her question everything.
