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When Daddy Steve is tired, he runs his mouth and lazily fingers Bucky's little hole. His Brooklyn accent peaking through stronger than normal, lips lax, as he coaxes baby to orgasm with softly curling fingers that know just how to press and rub and thrust that makes Bucky feel like a puddle by the end.

When Daddy's angry he doesn't ask or expect to fuck- more likely he'll shift away from Bucky to deal with his anger by himself, lest he upset Bucky while his more logical side is on vacation. Well, really he isolates to cool down unless Bucky asks otherwise specifically. Because Steve knows he's a big, strong man and he'd never want to accidentally hurt his babe, getting too fired up with angry sex (even if the anger isn't derived from or pointed towards Bucky). But, if Bucky asks? Oof. Game-fucking-on. You best believe Bucky will end up screaming himself raw, begging for Daddy to just let him cum already and let him out of the fucking cock ring (or take his hand off the base of his cock, squeezing him to stop him from crashing over the edge 😏) because when he's angry Daddy wants to sweat it out. He's fucking Bucky hard, fast, and deep. Without mercy. Burning away those feelings, hot and fiery inside him. Ordering him to hold on and be a good boy for Daddy because if he cums and Steve's still in it... still chasing his own orgasm... he's gonna keep going. And if Bucky's overstimulated, well, then he might just have to deal with it. He did sign up to be Daddy's stress-relief toy, didn't he? To which Bucky nods so hard, eyes rolling back into his head, that he might sprain his neck. Moaning desperately in agreement too as he wildly aches to cum but to also surge up underneath the sweating, heaving man above him and lick those bulging veins at the side of his neck where they always appear when he's angry, wanting to yell in frustration. He feels so tiny and little in his Daddy's shadow. God.

When Daddy's sad but still in the mood to have sex, the go-to is restraints with cock warming. First, Daddy Steve will tie Bucky up. Usually what is used depends on how awful or intense the emotion Steve was feeling was in the first place- maybe just leather handcuffs, maybe some of his work ties around Buckys wrists and ankles, maybe even a full body bondage tie that he can't even squirm in when inevitably Bucky gets needy and a little selfish, wanting to be fucked instead of just used for warmth and comfort. Whatever the tie ends up being, whatever ends up being used to tie him up, Bucky typically ends up facing his daddy. Lowered onto his fat cock as he gasps with the thickness and length, settling in after forgetting just how big it is. Steve always holds him close and pets his hair or his hip when they start off. Being sad or anxious or worried is cured pretty easily with having his baby in front of him in his arms and around him, kept safe and close. Cock warming and being unable to move make Bucky especially dumb, needy as a kitten too, which works well for Steve. He enjoys taking his worry out in the form of fussing over Bucky, not himself or things that really need that blue emotion (because even though, yes, Bucky is his baby, Steve does know he can fend for himself and, hell, thrive on his own).

(Okay so this may qualify as a cheat answer but...) When Daddy is horny there's not one thing he wants. He wants it all. And he wants it all, all of the time because when is Steve not a fucking horn dog? B u t , there is a thing he starts with every time. Every time Daddy gets needy, that fire burning low in his gut and smoldering in his gaze, he spreads his legs. First, he spreads them to coax Bucky's eyes down, finding the bulge of his engorged cock. Then, he spreads them a little wider to entrance Bucky into crawling between them and swallow him down completely. Hollowing his cheeks and humming around the heavy, swollen shape of him, salty and musky on his tongue. Sucking Daddy just how he likes it. And finally he spreads his thighs even wider. Giving his baby room to pull off his cock to catch his breath but dizzily move downwards, lapping and sucking and taking care of his hole while Steve takes care of his own cock. Jerking himself off as Bucky rims him, groaning and always encouraging, breathless, as praise flows over his lips, pre-cum leaking out of his thick cock. He gets greedy when he's horny. Only honey thick, lava hot pleasure can sate the hunger low in his gut. And that first orgasm brought to him by Bucky eagerly and unabashedly mashing his face up against his balls and hole - Bucky's hips twitching all the while because his cock aches, tasting Daddy always makes him hurt with how much he needs to get off - is just that. The first. Daddy is gonna need more. He always does. And he always growls about needing more because he needs to empty his balls (the first will be either in Buckys mouth or right over his face, the next two or so inside his hole though, filling him up- maybe even knocking him up 🥴) and it always makes Bucky lightheaded.

When Daddy is confident-? Oh. It’s straight up over for Bucky. It's one drag of those illegal, deadly bedroom eyes up and down Bucky's already trembling frame and a low rumble of, "c'mere you, come sit in Daddy's lap, sweetheart," and the rest of the day, morning, or night is completely gone.