Forty Six

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You matched Bucky's heat, groaning against his mouth as your fingers played with the hair at the back of his neck. He didn't stop you, only bending you back further, his hands the only thing keeping you from plummeting to the floor adding a thrill of excitement into the kiss.

Bucky stood and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he walked you into Steve's room. His hands went from holding you to him, to pushing you away, throwing you back onto the bed where you bounced as he turned to attack Steve's mouth with the same urgency he'd shown yours. You sat back on your elbows, heat growing between your legs as you watched them fight to get each other's clothes off.

Each time they broke apart to remove an article of clothing, their bodies would collide back together in a frenzied need. Laying back on the bed, you smoothed your hand underneath the waistbands of your sweats and panties to rub at your aching clit, never taking your eyes off them. When you moaned, they froze, both of them pinning you with their gaze, two shades of blue taking in the flush that had spread over your cheeks before moving those darkened gazes further down to watch the motion of your hand.

"Oh no. Please, continue. I'm enjoying this." You smirked, not stopping your movement.

They strode to you as one, Bucky reaching down to pull you up off the bed, you fell forward onto his chest as his hands pulling your shirt over your head, the cool air hitting your breasts. You sucked in a gasp, Bucky's mouth descended on yours, his hands cupping your face as his fingers dug into your jaw.

His lips slowed on yours, pecking over your mouth when all you wanted was the soul deep shit he'd shown you earlier. Reaching up, you pushed his hands away from your face, your own grasping at his jaw as you stood up on your toes, all but attacking his mouth. He only chuckled, refusing to give you more.

Steve was at your back, distracting you from your task as his lips kissed a trail down the side of your neck, his hands landing on your hips to push your sweats down your legs. When they pooled at your feet, Steve turned you away from Bucky, lifting you up off the ground with ease. You wrapped your legs around his hips, grinding down on his abs as he took the two steps to the bed. He fell onto it, trapping your body beneath him as his mouth met yours in a sloppy kiss.

The weight atop you sent a spike of anxiety through your system, which you ignored.

Steve's hands grabbed at your panties, ripping them off your legs. Bucky all but pushed him out of his way, taking his place on top of you. He lifted your torso off the bed, his lips landing at your throat as he sucked his lips fast to the spot.

Emptiness filled your veins, you fought it down, clawing at Bucky's back in anger. His metal hand dove into your folds, rubbing at your clit. You threw your head back and moaned from the stimulation that burned through your stomach. Steve was right there, delving his tongue into your open lips, his hand pulling your head back even further to give him more access.

Your spine froze, and you shook trying to get the tightness to leave your system.

You couldn't even feel Bucky's fingers anymore. Frustrated, you sat up, pushing Bucky away and spinning on your knees to grab Steve's face to hold him to you, your lips meeting in a frenzied battle that had your teeth knocking together.

Bucky's chest met your back, his knees coming up behind yours as his hands roamed over your stomach and chest, his lips cascading over your spine.

You could feel it, your brain registering each touch like a muffled contact on your skin.

But you couldn't feel it.

You pushed Steve down until his back met the bed. Crawling over him, you kissed your way down his neck, your hands trailing over his chest, thumbs circling his nipples as you fought against your mind.

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