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[iced_soldier]

When Bucky woke up, he found Wade on the other side of the bed again. This was not a surprise, nor was it an insult. The fact that Wade had held him in the first place meant more than the fact that they had drifted apart sometime in the night

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[bestmercever]

Wade lay forward, resting his forehead against Bucky's shoulder while he gasped for air. "Jus'...lemme stay like this for a minute?" Just long enough for him to catch his breath and come back from the edge a little bit. Enough for him to wrap himself in that warmth and use it to drive him forward again.

[iced_soldier]

"Take as long as you need, baby." Despite his saying this, Bucky was eager for more, and hoped Wade wouldn't take too long. His hands stroked the man's back as Wade lay there.

[bestmercever]

It didn't take long for Wade to push himself up and start moving again with slow but powerful thrusts, gasping a little bit as he looked down at Bucky.

"Yer fuckin' sexy, babe. Y'know that?"

[iced_soldier]

That sent a shiver running through him and he bit his lip. He knew he was an attractive guy, even if he didn't always feel it. But it always sent a thrill through him to have somebody tell him.

"Fuckin'- c'mere, you," he growled, pulling Wade down into a kiss.

[bestmercever]

How could he possibly resist that kiss? He didn't want to, so he didn't. Lips, teeth, tongue -- he gave that one kiss everything that he had in him, simultaneously pulling Bucky's legs up higher around his waist to change that angle a little bit more. Fuck, that was perfect.

[iced_soldier]

The new angle allowed Wade's cock to strike Bucky's prostate, and he moaned into the man's mouth. "There...please..." If this continued, it wouldn't take much longer for him.

[bestmercever]

That had, partially, been Wade's goal. It meant that he didn't have to struggle to hold back as long as he otherwise would. It also meant that he could move harder and faster, press his forehead against Bucky's with his eyes closed while his jaw fell slack. "C-come for me, baby, come on, fuck, come for me!"

[iced_soldier]

A few strokes of that sensitive gland later, it became impossible for him to disobey. His mouth fell open, and a moan escaped it as he spilled his seed on his stomach.

[bestmercever]

Wade kept bucking into him, erratic and needy. It took a few moments, but hardly longer for him to give his final thrust and come with a throaty cry, sinking his teeth into Bucky's shoulder without thought. He'd worry about that mark later. after he collapsed, trembling a little bit.

[iced_soldier]

He cried out when the other man bit him- partly from pain and partly from pleasure. He didn't mind a little pain now and then, and in fact, could enjoy it. His arms wrapped around the other man, drawing him close. "Shh," he soothed when he became aware of the younger man's trembling. I've gotcha."

[bestmercever]

Sinking slowly forward, Wade settled into that embrace with a soft noise. "Thank ya," he murmured against Bucky's shoulder, struggling for a full breath. "S'jus'- Goddamn, yer good."

[iced_soldier]

"You're not so bad yourself," he teased. That was an understatement. It was only then that he became aware of the cartoons on in the background and buried his face in Wade's neck with a laugh. "What're we doing, huh?" He kissed Wade's neck. "We were supposed to be watching cartoons." Another kiss. "And eating cheesecake. And tryin' to maintain a stress-free environment." It really was too funny. How had they gotten from there to here? "Not that I'm complainin' or nothin.'"

[bestmercever]

Rolling to the side, he couldn't help laughing too, wiping sweat from his forehead. "What's better for stress-relief'n sex, huh?" Well, killing people. But that's besides the point. "Sure yer not complainin', though? 'Cause it sounds like a complaint." Pout pout, Bucky. But he's giggling. The pout didn't last long.

[iced_soldier]

Was that a giggle? Not a chuckle, not a laugh, but an honest to God, genuine giggle? "You're cute," he commented, snuggling up against the man, one leg draping over him. "And no, I ain't complainin.' I'm feelin' the exact opposite of stressed right now." He wasn't naive enough to believe it would last; Bucky was rarely truly relaxed in his waking hours, and had learned to enjoy it when it came.

[bestmercever]

That was Wade's world in a nutshell, so he took advantage of relaxation when it dropped into his lap. Curling against Bucky, Wade nuzzled and nibbled, just a little, holding that leg around him. "You're pretty precious, too. But m'glad you're not stressed anymore." He wasn't either, and it was obvious. Wade was more relaxed now than Bucky had ever seen him -- more relaxed now than he could really remember being in such a long time.

[iced_soldier]

"Back atcha." Somewhere in there, the constructs of Wade's personality had fallen apart. Walls had crumbled, and the man was laid bare. Bucky suspected the constructs would find their way back in place when the post-coital high wore off, but he didn't want to think about that. Would it be narcissitic of him to assume few people got to see this? Would it be overvaluing his importance to think he was somehow special? That was fucking stupid. Of course he wasn't. But still, he couldn't shake the feeling not many people got to see Wade like this.