winterpanther orgasm denial if you're still taking prompts pls
“Not yet.” T’Challa whispers against Bucky’s lips, grinding down on his cock, “Only when I tell you to.”
Bucky groans, grabbing at T’Challa’s ass, breathing heavy and panting as T’Challa rides him, slamming down on his length. He’s so tight and warm that Bucky is only barely stopping himself from coming so hard inside him. He needs to. Soon.
He’s not sure how much longer he can last.
“You’re doing so well, James.” T’Challa moans, hips moving so sensually as he takes Bucky into his wet heat over and over again, “So well for me.”
“T’Challa–” Bucky cuts off in a groan, his hands squeezing the King’s hips.
“Only when I tell you to.” T’Challa repeats, “I’m your King. Do as I say.” he says, giving Bucky an amused look as he continues to move on his cock, clenching around him.
















