Beautiful trash

Buck, high on painkillers on a hospital bed… again: My husband— he’ll get upset if he sees you touching me like that.

Eddie: I am your husband, baby.

But with uhhh, these idiots:

It took five years and everyone banging their heads against a wall for him and Simon to get together

I tried so hard

and got so far

But in the end

it doesn't even matter.

I had to fall

to lose it all

but in the end

Oh for sure. Stevie gets cockdrunk and fuck drunk like nobody else.

Stevie drools and mewls on and for that cock. He craves that cock. In his mouth, in his hole, in between his thighs, against his sternum between his tits- anywhere he can get it.

And that's the magic between these two: "couldn't help but sit there a minute with his cock throbbing as his baby tried to rock back on it" Bucky's cock is throbbing. As is Stevie's poor little hole. They're both playing this game. Both of them throbbinv and aching for it. Needing this. Steve just shows it more obviously even though they're in this to-fucking-gether. Steve's neediness rubs Bucky just the right way. Steve's neediness makes Bucky throb and shake, he's never had anyone react in such a way. Steve's sensitive but he doesn't normally react so strongly, not to anyone else. It's like Buckys cock reaches a new place inside him every time, a place no one else has ever gotten to.

He knows he gets there when Steve gasps, almost like he's out of air, "D-daddy!" as he slides into him, feeling the way his throbby, tight hole pulses and clenches around him, greedy.

Bucky knows when Steve's getting cockdrunk because he's movements get sloppy, a little like he's moving through molasses whereas normally he's smooth and has plans™️, "look like daddy's little stripper, don't you? Born to fuckin' move, baby. Damn. Lookit you." But when he's getting there he goes slower, takes his time, and is more prone to sinking down on his Daddy's dick and staying there. Aching to be full and to really feel it. Either feel it in his throat, choking on it, or feel it in his belly, pressing down with his hands as he sits and circles his hips. Passively torturing his daddy and himself.

He also is prone to shutting his eyes. But daddy really likes to see how much his eyes glaze over and darken. And so when he's drunk like this, drooling over his dick, Bucky finds himself asking, more and more, "lookit daddy, baby, c'mon. Daddy wants to see those pretty eyes... mmm. There he is. My boy." Its worth asking everytime though. Steve straight up looks drunk. His eyes burn with bone deep lust, foggy and hazy like trying to peer through thick smoke. Nearly black. Usually watery and brimming with tears. He looks unfairly attractive.

When he reaches the state of being drunk over his Daddy's cock, his mouth, wet and pink and swollen, kinda always stays open. He's always moaning, drooling, panting, or begging if his mouth isn't full of fingers, toys, or cock. Its like he can't work his jaw anymore. It drives Bucky up the fucking wall. Both the sound of it- 'cause it means he's never not moaning or gasping or whimpering or swearing, breathing always choppy - and the look of it. His fat lower lip even more swollen from biting it himself, loosing his mind on Daddy's dick, and being kissed hungrily. His chin wet with drool more often then not. His cheeks are flushed. Eyelids still heavy and low.

Stevie is S I N when he's cockdrunk.

Bucky: I know. It always takes Steve a few seconds to get used to it.

Sam:

Snape: I can't I have too many essays to mark.

L*cius: Cissy isn't home.

Snape:

First Time

(Commissioned by @kirasnapeaddict💛)