[He's not a virgin, Steve, but it's been a long time, and his encounters have been few and far between. Small wonder that he's a bit overwhelmed, then, and the idea of just putting himself in Bucky's hands--just letting things happen--is a compelling idea. He'd like to talk, to tell Bucky how sweet and safe and good it feels, and how he's daydreamed about this, without ever really seriously considering the possibility. The words don't seem to want to form, though, between kisses and gentle touches, and Steve is reduced to soft 'ahh's and 'ohh's and trying to convey what he'd feeling with body language.
His body is pretty expressive, though, so maybe that's not so bad. He arches and shivers, and his hands explore Bucky's back and chest in return, fingers kneading gently at knotted muscle.]
Mmnh. [He grins up at him, eyes hazy with pleasure, and curls one leg around his, at knee level.] I wasn't sure they'd stick, y'know. I gotta bunch of unicorn stickers in my desk drawer, as backup.
[He kisses under his chin, nuzzles, and murmurs:] With glitter.
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Date: 2018-06-04 03:45 am (UTC)His body is pretty expressive, though, so maybe that's not so bad. He arches and shivers, and his hands explore Bucky's back and chest in return, fingers kneading gently at knotted muscle.]
Mmnh. [He grins up at him, eyes hazy with pleasure, and curls one leg around his, at knee level.] I wasn't sure they'd stick, y'know. I gotta bunch of unicorn stickers in my desk drawer, as backup.
[He kisses under his chin, nuzzles, and murmurs:] With glitter.