[Open. He wanted everything open so he could touch. Hot fingers found hot skin, pinching a nipple, then going down to close fingers around his cock, his own throbbing in envy as Bucky drew him back down for a kiss. He went, happily, humming contentedly as he gave the man who held his heart a quick stroke to urge him on.]
Missed you too. Bed's been lonely. I don't like eating alone anymore.
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Missed you too. Bed's been lonely. I don't like eating alone anymore.