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Deleted Scenes and Delacroix Shenanigans Final Chapter!
After four years*, I'm putting an end to this Buckquin / Sambucky-ish crack fic.
Summary for the chapter: Bucky is back in DC (after having lived a little bit with Sam in Delacroix) and he's throwing a housewarming party. Everybody is here plus some extras. And Brave New World influenced the ending. (As always, no need to have read the rest to enjoy the chapter.)
*To be fair, this fic was supposed to be a live reaction to TFATWS. The show ended before I could pour out all my ideas so I kept it on for a bit before stopping as I waited for Cap 4 to come out**. Well, I waited a bit longer than expected but oh well, now I'm filled with brand new ideas!
When Joaquin got the call, he immediately got into action. Sam was missing in action and it was on him to find his friend and bring him home. Once he got to the base, he realized he wasn't the only one going. They had called Bucky Barnes as well.
"I can find Sam on my own. I don't need him," Joaquin told his superior while Bucky looked on, stoic as ever.
"Yes, you do, Torres," his superior told him. "You can't use your wings or the people who took Wilson will know and that can put him at further risk. You have a better chance of finding him with Barnes by your side. And remember, Torres, don't be a hero. Call for backup when you find out something about Cap."
Joaquin wanted to tell his superior how wrong she was but he didn't fancy a disciplinary action against him. Not when he needed to be out there looking for Sam.
Joaquin and Bucky got the supplies and weapons and packed their duffles in silence. Joaquin could feel Bucky's eyes on him but he said nothing.
"Give me the keys, I'll drive," Bucky finally spoke up when they got to the parking lot and threw their bags in the back of the Jeep.
"Not a chance," Joaquin replied and jumped into the driver's seat. "Now get in or I leave without you," he told the older man.
Bucky grudgingly got in and put on his sunglasses to hide away his emotions like he always did.
"So what's the game plan?" Bucky asked when they were close to the area where it was suspected that Sam was being kept.
"The plan is that we look for Sam and report back to base what we find," Joaquin replied.
"That's a bullshit plan," Bucky huffed.
"Well, I'm glad that we're on the same page for once." Joaquin came to a stop and took the keys out of the ignition before turning to Bucky. "Here's the real plan, we find Sam, we go in guns blazing, and we save him."
"I like that plan better." A small smile twitched on Bucky's lips but it was gone as soon as it appeared. He got out of the Jeep and opened the duffle taking out his guns. He stuck knives in his boots and put the guns in his jacket pockets, his jeans pockets, as well his jacket pockets.
Joaquin just kept staring at him. "You sure that gonna be enough?" He asked sarcastically.
"We need to be prepared," was all Bucky said.
Joaquin looked at his wings. He wanted to take them so badly. As it would be easier to find Sam that way but he also understood the risks. He put his own guns into his pockets.
He then turned around and started walking when he felt a hand on his arm. Joaquin turned around to find Bucky giving him a concerned look. "What?" He asked.
"Stay behind me and when we find Sam, I need you to take him and run."
Joaquin pulled his arm out of Bucky's grip. "And there it is again," he huffed. "Your need to be a savior."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's supposed to mean that you need to stop treating me like I'm some kid or I'm made of glass. We're equals. We're partners in this mission and I need you to respect that and respect me," Joaquin told him.
"Look, Joaquin, I know we ended on a bad note-"
"Ended on a bad note?" Joaquin huffed. "You broke up with me because you claimed that what you did was too dangerous and you couldn't drag me into your mess. Which was just a bullshit excuse for not wanting a commitment."
Bucky stayed quiet for a few seconds, just staring at Joaquin. "Believe what you wanna believe," he said.
"Here's what's gonna happen. We're gonna go look for Sam and when we find him, we're gonna leave together. Understood? And during this whole mission, you're not gonna treat me like a kid." Joaquin said getting into Bucky's space. "If you can't respect that then you can go."
"Understood, Lieutenant," Bucky replied. "Just try not to fall for me all over again during this mission," he added with a wink.
Joaquin was taken aback by Bucky's statement but then he replied, "Oh, sweetheart, I wouldn't worry about that because I ain't making the same mistake twice." With that, he turned around and walked away.
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dom Bucky Barnes, Sub Joaquin Torres, Praise Kink, Sex Toys Under Clothing, Lingerie, Dirty Talk, Affectionate Name Calling, Daddy Kink, Baby Falcon is actually Baby Slut, Vibrating Butt Plug, Joaquin’s Slutty Internal Thoughts, Bathroom Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex
Summary: Joaquin wears a velvet suit to a gala, Bucky is not to be held responsible for his actions, and Sam is done with those two.
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A/N: A big shoutout to @demonangelsworld for beta-ing this. And @buckyismybicycle who’s kidnapped me into the Buckquin ship.
“J, baby? Where are you? We need to leave in five minutes.” Bucky got ready in Sam’s apartment at the compound since Joaquin said he wanted to surprise Bucky. “J?” Bucky walked towards their bedroom until he heard a yell.
“Coming!” As Joaquin walked out, Bucky literally stopped breathing.
“Baby…”
Joaquin was dressed in an all-black suit. But not just that…the jacket was velvet. Fucking velvet. With a little bowtie to match.. Good god, this boy was going to give Bucky a heart attack. His hair was slicked but not too much because Bucky could make out the slight wave Joaquin’s hair had when it wasn’t regulation short.
“Do you like it? I wasn’t sure if the velvet would be too much. If you think it is, I have just a plain black one, but I kinda like the texture differ-hmpf!” Bucky cut Joaquin off by kissing him like his life depended on it. As they pulled away for air, rouge covered Joaquin's cheeks as he shyly asks, “You like it?”
“Oh, baby.” Bucky gripped him by the shoulders and held him at arm's length to get a good look at his boy. “I absolutely love it. This is a nice surprise.” Bucky couldn’t help but rub his right hand across the velvet. He could tell it was good quality too. None of the cheap stuff. This was almost buttery soft to the touch.
“Oh…um…this isn’t the surprise.” Joaquin’s shyness had continued to grow, which told Bucky one thing.
Bucky looked at him before he smirked. “Baby boy,” Bucky wrapped his metal arm around Joaquin’s waist and pulled him tight. “Are you wearing something naughty?” The super soldier’s voice was so deep it was almost a growl. The younger man hid his face in Bucky’s tux jacket-covered shoulder. He nodded as he held up two fingers. “Two? You’re wearing two naughty things? You’re just gaggin’ for it, huh?” Bucky’s right hand snuck under Joaquin’s jacket and past the waistband of his pants. Bucky expected to feel the wider band of the Calvin Klein boxer briefs Joaquin typically wore, but instead felt what seemed to be a thinner band…a thinner lace lined band. His hand snaked further into the other man’s pants and cupped his ass. The ass of Bucky’s dreams was covered in lace. “Are these…?”
Joaquin nodded with his face still hidden in Bucky’s shoulder. “There’s another surprise too.”
Bucky smirked down at his boy and had a feeling he knew what it was. More specifically, where it was. He moved his hand right between the lace-covered cheeks and, through the panties, pressed toward his boy’s hole.
“You little slut. Really are gaggin’ for it.” Bucky pulled his hand from Joaquin’s pants and pushed him against the hallway wall. He pushed his hardening length against Joaquin's hip. “You feelin’ what ya doing to me? You feelin’ how hard Daddy is?” Bucky whispered in the other man’s ear, causing him to whimper. “And how do you expect Daddy to act now that he knows his slutty baby boy is all plugged up and wearin’ panties.”
Joaquin whimpered again as he gripped Bucky’s shoulder’s. His fingers dug into flesh and muscle on the right but unyielding metal on the left of Bucky. He knew his boyfriend, his Daddy, would have a reaction, but he didn’t think it would be borderline feral.
Bucky connected his lips to Joaquin’s neck and sucked hard. He knew his boy marked up easily, and when he was done, the hickey would be just under the collar of the black button-up. The Sergeant gripped the First Lieutenant’s hips but not too tight to hurt him. Just enough to maybe leave some bruises.
“Bucky…” Joaquin moaned as Bucky bit down lightly on his neck. He knew there’d be a mark, but he didn’t care. The rush of everyone seeing his Daddy’s mark on him was greater than the possible embarrassment of showing up to a gala with a hickey.
“Uh uh. Who am I?” Bucky gently moved his metal hand from Joaquin’s hip to grip his neck. . If it wasn’t for Bucky basically pushing him into the wall, Joaquin would have fallen with how his knees just gave out.
“Daddy. You’re Daddy.”
“That’s right. I’m Daddy, and you’re my Baby Boy. Who did so well taking Daddy’s mark.” Bucky added the slightest amount of pressure to Joaquin's throat, pressing on the newly formed mark. Joaquin's eyes roll back into his head as he let out a soft moan at the action. “Are you still listening to Daddy?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good. Here’s what’s gonna happen next. Daddy’s gonna be nice and take the edge off because he can feel how hard you are. Then we’ll make sure your head is clear before we leave. We’re already late as it is, so why not make it fashionable?”
“What about you?” Joaquin said hoarsely. He could feel how hard Bucky was against his hip, and he really wanted to help him. Like really bad.
“Oh, you sweet thing. So considerate. But I want to be patient and wait for the real fun.”.”
“The real fun?” Joaquin tentatively opened his eyes to look at the smirking sergeant.
Changing his grip from Joaquin’s neck to his jaw, he turned the boy’s head to whisper in his ear. “I just might find a dark corner and make you suck me off at the event.”
Joaquin groaned as he felt the grip on his jaw and Bucky’s weight disappear.But not really disappeared as much as moved. Joaquin opened his eyes and looked down when he felt his belt being undone. Bucky hastily unbuttoned and unzipped Joaquin’s pants and groaned.
“You really are trying to give an old man a heart attack, huh?” Joaquin was wearing panties where the backside was lace, and the front of the panties was also lace. The color was dark red that complemented the tan skin of the younger man perfectly [italicize]. With Bucky on his knees, he looked up at Joaquin’s blissed-out expression, and he hadn’t even done anything yet. “You ready, baby?” Joaquin nodded. “You know what to say to stop.” Was the last thing Bucky said before he pulled down the front of the panties.
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“Oh my god. There you guys are. The fuck took so long?” Sam huffed when he saw Bucky and Joaquin walk into the ballroom ten minutes after it started. “We were supposed to be on the carpet together for-wait. What’s that?” Sam leaned closer to Joaquin and then looked at Bucky. “Man, seriously? Before an event?!”
“Hey,” Bucky shrugged one shoulder and pulled Joaquin close by his waist. “When my boy says he’s got a surprise, I gotta check.” He responded with a wink. Joaquin once again hid his face in Bucky's shoulder.
Sam grimaced, “Dude. That was more than I needed to know.” He walked away, shaking his head.
“I didn’t even give you details, Samuel!” Bucky yelled after him. He looked down at his boy, who had a smile on his face and red on his cheeks. “Think I should have given him details? Tell him how naughty you are?” Bucky kept his voice low enough for no one around them to hear them, but loud enough so Joaquin could hear him.
The blushing man shook his head and lifted it from Bucky’s shoulder. “I think if you did, he might actually punch you.”
Bucky shrugged with a smirk. “Eh, let ‘im try.”
Bucky led Joaquin to the bar a couple of feet from the doors they walked through. Bucky ordered a whiskey, and Joaquin ordered a French Martini. Bucky chuckled at his choice of drink, to which Joaquin rolled his eyes and called him an old man for getting whiskey. Bucky turned around to survey the crowd while waiting for their drinks and groaned when he saw someone he hoped wouldn’t be there. He turned to face the bar and leaned on his elbows, scowling at the countertop.
“What?” Joaquin asked with his eyebrows furrowed.
“Walker’s here.” Bucky grumbled and grabbed his drink once it was set in front of him. He downed the whole thing in one go, even though the alcohol wouldn’t do much. The bartender stared at Bucky before grabbing the bottle and slowly pouring him more. Bucky nodded his thanks and took a sip this time. Joaquin took a sip of his drink as he heard John Walker’s booming voice behind them. Seeming like he’s had a little too much to drink already, despite the night having just begun.
“Barnes!” John clapped a hand on Bucky’s shoulder, almost making the super soldier spill of his drink. “It’s good to see you.”
“Mhm.” Bucky hummed. He wouldn’t give John the benefit of hearing Bucky say it was good to see him.
“Aw, c’mon, man! Still not bitter about the whole Cap thing, are you?” John let out a booming laugh as he leaned on the counter.
Bucky took another sip and stared at the wall behind the bar, completely ignoring John. Was he still bitter? Absolutely. He understood why Sam gave up the shield after they talked, but he didn’t like that John was the one that was picked. Him and his whole “feeling like Steve’s a brother” crap. John could take that and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.
“Bucky.” Joaquin whispered. The glass was starting to crack under Bucky’s grip. “Let’s go find Sam.”
Bucky downed the rest of his whiskey and set the glass down. He looked at the bartender sheepishly, which they waved off. They could sense the tension, and losing one glass wouldn’t hurt anything. Bucky nodded at Joaquin to go ahead of him. He was ready to be done with John until the drunk idiot opened his mouth again.
“Yeah, Barnes. Listen to your boy toy.” That had Bucky turning around and grabbing John by the lapels of his suit jacket.
“What the fuck did you just say?” Bucky growled. He could smell the alcohol on John’s breath with being so close to him.
John looked terrified. As he should, Bucky thought. There’s no way he’d let some fake ass joke insult the one he loves. Bucky saw Joaquin out of the corner of his eye, trying to get him to let go of John. Joaquin placed a hand in the center of Bucky’s chest, gently pushing him back.
“Hey,” Joaquin tried to get Bucky to look at him. “Not here, and he’s not worth it. Let’s go.”
Bucky let go of John and let his boy take him by the hand and drag him away. Bucky glared at John as they walked away before turning his focus on Joaquin, his expression softening. He wrapped an arm around the shorter man’s shoulders and kissed his temple. He stayed there, just breathing in the scent of Joaquin. His hair products that always smelled fruity, the cologne that suspiciously like his own and something that was just innately Joaquin.
They saw Sam at a table and noticed they were assigned there too. Thankfully, John wasn’t at the table nor any of the ones close to them. Bucky, being the gentleman he is, pulled out Joaquin’s chair for him. Joaquin kissed Bucky’s cheek as a thank you before sitting down. Sam pretended to gag, and Bucky flipped him off as he sat down. Someone went to the podium on the small stage at the front of the ballroom and announced that dinner would be served shortly.
Joaquin tried to make himself unsuspecting as he looked around at the people at his table and those around him. He was seated between Sam and Bucky, and the former was talking with some lady on the other side of him. The other people at their table were engrossed in conversation or on their phones. Bucky was even on his phone reading…was that…?
“Are you seriously reading a newspaper?”
Bucky smiled like a kid proud of their art project, even if it was just scribbles. Joaquin chuckled and rolled his eyes. Taking one more look around to make sure he was clear, Joaquin reached into the left pocket of his pants and pulled out a small remote no bigger than three inches. He clasped his hands in his lap before grabbing Bucky’s right hand and intertwining their fingers. Bucky looked down at their hands, confused because there was something between them, and then up at Joaquin, who was watching him with a smile on his face and a nervousness that Bucky’s never seen before. Joaquin carefully retracted his hand and watched as the realization crossed Bucky’s face as he looked at what he was holding. Bucky looked from his hand to Joaquin to his hand to Joaquin to his hand and finally back at Joaquin. Bucky closed his fingers around the remote and leaned towards Joaquin as if to kiss his cheek but whispered in his ear.
“Whore.”
Joaquin gasped and gripped Bucky’s right thigh as the plug buzzed to life. He looked over at the sergeant, who just smirked back. The vibration wasn’t high; probably the second or third level….out of ten. Knowing Bucky, he’d try to get Joaquin to level ten before the night is over. Joaquin has only been able to work himself up to level five before he tapped out.
“You okay, Torres?” Sam asked on the other side of him. Joaquin was still looking at Bucky and that stupid sexy smirk but nodded at Sam’s question.
“Y-yeah. All good!”
Bucky turned the plug off just as food started to be placed in front of them. He may be sadistic, but he’s not cruel. He’d like his boy to be well-fed.
While they ate, they made small talk with the others at their table. A woman across the table, who’s a college professor, thinks Bucky and Joaquin were just “absolutely darling together, and I wish my son would find such a charming partner.”
A businessman and his wife, to Bucky's left, has spent most of the dinner time bickering. Bucky also thinks the husband is closeted with how often he’s been checking out another man at a table. The lady on the other side of Sam is another veteran who opens her home to single-parent soldiers who need someone to take care of their child while deployed. The spot between the college professor and the veteran was empty. Well, it was until John Walker sat down.
Joaquin senses Bucky and Sam tense up on either side of him. Bucky’s left hand gripped his own thigh, and Joaquin could hear the plates shifting, slightly muffled due to his clothes. He quickly grabbed Bucky’s right hand and, for a moment, forgot the remote to the plug was in that hand. Joaquin quickly put it in his outside suit jacket pocket before it could fall from their hands. Bucky held his hand loosely, and Joaquin knew that was because Bucky didn’t want to accidentally squeeze Joaquin’s hand too tight and hurt him. Sam crossed his arms over his chest and just stared at John, whereas Bucky was flat-out glaring at the man across the table. The super soldier was still furious about the ‘boy toy’ comment.
“How is everyone enjoying their evening?” John boomed. Has his voice always been this loud, Joaquin thought.
“Well, I was having a good time.” The veteran, whose name is Lisa, said as she reached for her glass of wine. Bucky smirked and shifted in his seat. He leaned against the table with his mouth covered by his hand, his eyes alight in amusement. He just might give her a hug at the end of the night for her crassness. Before John could say anything else, Lemar Hoskins came over and whispered something in his ear.
“Okay,” John said to Lemar. “Excuse me, everyone.” Once he left, everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief. The atmosphere at the table changed when John sat down, and now that he had left, everyone looked around at each other and started laughing.
“You, ma’am, have guts.” Bucky pointed at the veteran.
She shrugged with a smirk, “Maybe.”
Bucky shook his head with a chuckle and relaxed in his seat. He brought Joaquin’s hand up to his lips and kissed the back. He realized that the remote to the plug wasn’t in between their hands. Bucky looked at Joaquin with an eyebrow raised. Joaquin knew what Bucky wanted and brought their hands down below the table and reached into his jacket pocket. He placed it back in Bucky’s hand and relaxed into his seat, waiting for the plug to come to life.
Bucky held the remote in his lap and waited to turn it back on. He knew Joaquin would expect Bucky to turn the plug back on right away, but the soldier was nothing if not patient and a tease. He could feel the anxiousness radiating off of his baby and couldn’t help but smirk.
Joaquin, on the other hand, couldn’t sit still. His hands fidgeted with the napkin in his lap. He grabbed his glass of wine more often than usual; he was waiting for the shoe to drop or in this case, the plug to vibrate. Joaquin was hoping no one at the table would notice his movements, but by the smirk on Bucky’s face, he definitely noticed.
The music in the ballroom changed as a DJ got up on the small stage. People from other tables got up and moved towards the middle of the ballroom, where a dancefloor was set up. Everyone at their table got up to go dance. Sam and Lisa got up to dance together, which Joaquin thought was cute.
“How much do you wanna bet that Sam will have her number by the end of the night?” Joaquin smiled at Bucky.
“How about an orgasm?”
Joaquin jumped as the plug vibrated to life. And it was a high setting too. The younger man gripped Bucky’s thigh and dug in his nails. Joaquin was thinking more like one of them does a chore they hate for a week, but orgasms will work too.
“F-fuck.” Joaquin groaned. Thankfully the music was loud, and there wasn’t anyone very close to them. Bucky wrapped his right arm around the back of Joaquin’s chair and gripped the back of his neck. He pulled his boy to him to whisper in his ear.
“Do you think you can be a good boy for Daddy?” Bucky kissed Joaquin’s cheek and squeezed his neck.
The intensity of the plug increased, and Joaquin hid his face in Bucky’s shoulder. “Daddy…” he whined. He tried to keep himself from wiggling too much, but the plug was pressed right against his prostate, so how could he not move?!
“What’s that, Baby Boy?” Bucky teased.
“Please, Daddy.” Joaquin bit his lips to try to keep from moaning. “I wanna come.”
Bucky chuckled darkly in the younger man’s ear, “I thought we had a bet.”
Joaquin shook his head and looked up at Bucky. “I-I can’t. Buck…Daddy…please.” He gripped Bucky’s right thigh tight again.
Bucky turned it all the way off. He had to find a bathroom because he was not going to make it all the way back to the compound.
“Baby, I ain’t gonna be able to wait until we’re back home to take ya.” Bucky stood up and pulled Joaquin up with him. He wrapped an arm around his waist and walked both of them towards the ballroom exit. Bucky saw the sign for the men’s restroom just down the hall and walked them faster.
“Daddy…” Joaquin whined breathlessly. Bucky growled under his breath, trying to keep himself from taking his boyfriend in the hallway.
After kicking the door open, Bucky checked to make sure there was no one in the bathroom before pushing Joaquin up against the sinks. He gripped the front of Joaquin’s neck and squeezed just a bit. Joaquin’s knees buckled, but thankfully Bucky caught him before he hit the floor.
“Awe, that’s nice you wanted to get on your knees for me,” Bucky chuckled condescendingly. “But I want you bent over the counter.” He quickly undid Joaquin’s pants before forcefully turning him around and pushing his shoulders to bend over. “Mmm. I forgot that your panties were this color.” Bucky palmed Joaquin’s ass which was covered in dark red lace. With the panties being the cheeky style (Bucky knows his panty styles thank you very much), Bucky pulls one side over to reach the plug. Joaquin must have gotten this plug special ordered because the pattern on the base was the same coloring and pattern as Bucky’s vibranium arm.
“Lieutenant Torres,” Bucky growled as he gripped the base of the plug. “Now, this is how you appreciate your subordinates.”
Joaquin moaned as Bucky pulled it out, and the widest part caught on his rim. Joaquin gripped the counter's edge as Bucky pulled it all the way out and pushed three fingers of his metal hand, into his gaping hole. The Lieutenant loudly moaned before shoving his fist in his mouth. With his right hand, Bucky gripped Joaquin’s hair and pulled it so he stood up against Bucky’s chest. The super soldier bit the side of the other man’s neck in warning.
“You do not muffle your sounds. Understood?” Joaquin nodded the best he could. “Good boy.” Bucky praised.
Bucky pushed him back over the counter and pulled his fingers out. He grabbed the small packet of lube from the inside pocket of his jacket because Bucky is always prepared when it comes to his little slut, and set it to the side so he could undo his pants. Bucky pulled the waistband of Joaquin’s panties down just under his ass. Once he lubed up his dick, Bucky teased his boy’s hole with just the tip.
“Daddy, please,” Joaquin whined as he pushed his ass back to get his Daddy’s dick in his hole.
Bucky smacked his ass, “Watch it, boy.” Joaquin stilled, and then Bucky pushed in slowly. “That’s it,” Bucky drawled. “Such a good little hole just taking Daddy’s dick.”
Joaquin whimpered as Bucky’s hips met his ass. While his pants were around his ankles, Bucky’s were still around his waist, just undone enough for his dick to be out. Joaquin felt the metal of Bucky’s belt hit his ass with every thrust.
“Yeah, such a good boy. Takin’ Daddy’s dick like a champ.” Bucky sped up his thrusts, and Joaquin had to put a hand on the mirror above the sink to keep him from knocking his head into it. “My little baby slut. Always wantin’ Daddy’s dick. Just gaggin’ for it all the time. What would everyone say if they knew that a Lieutenant submitted to a Sergeant?”
Joaquin groaned. Leave it to Bucky to bring in their military ranks. Bucky might have been saying more, but it sounded like Joaquin was underwater. Everything was muffled.
“Daddy…” Joaquin whispered as he reached back for Bucky. The Sergeant grabbed his boy’s hand and linked their fingers together.
“What’s wrong, Baby Boy? What’s going through my boy’s little head?”
“G-gonna…come…Daddy. Wanna come.” Joaquin whined as Bucky wrapped his right hand around his weeping dick. The precome made it easy for Bucky to stroke him.
“Yeah? My baby gonna come all over Daddy’s hand?” Joaquin nodded and squeezed the hand linked with his tighter, only to realize it was Bucky’s left hand. The unyielding metal made it so Joaquin could squeeze as tight as he needed and not hurt Bucky at all. “C’mon Baby Bird. Get Daddy’s hand all sticky.”
Joaquin moaned louder as he reached his climax and came in Bucky’s hand. The soldier milked it all out of him and placed his cum covered hand in front of the boy’s face. Joaquin grabbed it and started cleaning his cum from Bucky’s hand. The man above him groaned and snapped his hips faster, chasing his release.
“Fuck, Baby. That’s hot.” Bucky grunted as his orgasm crept up on him. “I’m gonna fill up this little hole.”
“C’mon Daddy,” Joaquin said hoarsely. “Gimme your cum. I want your cum.” Joaquin pushed himself up on shaky arms, reached behind him to grab the back of Bucky’s head, and pulled him in for a messy kiss. Bucky could taste Joaquin’s release on his tongue as he licked into the man’s mouth. Bucky’s hips stilled against Joaquin’s ass as his climax hit. He spilled into his boy with short thrusts as he held Joaquin close to him.
Bucky rubbed his left hand over Joaquin’s torso under his shirt. Neither man wanted to think of the state they would be in once they came back to reality. Once Bucky’s orgasm receded, he grabbed the plug he managed to lay on a paper towel before they got freaky. As he pulled out, Bucky pushed the plug in, causing Joaquin to groan of oversensitivity. Bucky shushed him with a few small kisses as he pulled Joaquin’s panties and pants back up. Bucky tucked himself away and buttoned up before he turned Joaquin to face him so he could do up his pants. Once situated, Bucky lifted Joaquin to sit on the counter. Joaquin whimpered as the plug pushed against his sensitive prostate.
“Sh, sh. I know, Baby. We’ll go home in a moment.” Bucky stood in between Joaquin’s legs and pulled him into a hug. Joaquin laid his head on Bucky’s shoulder with his nose in his neck and wrapped his arms around Bucky’s waist. They stayed wrapped in each other’s arms until they heard someone enter the bathroom.
“Oh, my god. There you two are.” Sam stood in the bathroom doorway and stared at the sight of the two of them. He sighed and leaned against the doorway, glaring at Bucky. “Really. In the bathroom?”
Bucky just smirked. “Well, when my boy looks this good, I can’t control myself around him.”
Sam rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Make yourselves presentable before you head out. I’ll keep Walker distracted so y’all can slip out.”
“Thanks, Sam.” Bucky smiled at the dark-skinned man before he left. Sam waved him off and left the bathroom.
Bucky pulled back to check on Joaquin and saw he was sound asleep. Bucky smiled softly as he placed a kiss on top of his head. He ensured they were both presentable before lifting Joaquin into his arms and leaving the bathroom. He managed to get them into the car waiting for them and held Joaquin tightly in his arms all the way back to the compound.
Y’all keep going on about Torres having a crush on Sam, but can you imagine he meets Bucky, is kinda iffy on him for a bit and then goes “omg Sam likes him, I should try better for Sam to be his friend so Sam will stay in my life” and so he just watches them interact for a while, sees how Bucky can be when he’s not grumpy and moody with Torres and Torres just wakes up in a cold sweat one night and goes,
