More?
Rating: Explicit (18+ only)
Paring: Backstage Pass!Bucky x Backstage Pass!Steve x reader
Words: 1204
Warnings: Double penetration one hole, anal sex, double anal penetration, anal fingering, pegging, sex toys, praise kink, orgasm control
NB: The 2 dicks/1 hole fic won the poll. I think a lot of people who voted for it thought it was going to be 2 dicks/1 of princess’s holes. Which was incorrect. I hope you aren’t disappointed
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Bucky’s riding your dick like it was made just for him, the purple silicone so deep inside of him, he’s got his hand on his stomach so he can feel it in his guts.
“Being so good for me, Buck,” you hum.
Even though he’s doing the lion’s share of the work, you’re the one who’s out of breath. Watching the way his muscled torso and thick thighs tirelessly work to get both of you off takes your breath away. The filthy way he moans when your dick nudges against his palm from the inside… well that’s so fucking hot you could get off on that all by itself.
Bucky made sure you were getting yours too. Like the goddamned gentleman that he is, he shoved a thick dildo into your pussy before he buckled you into your cock harness. Your thighs are a sloppy mess from how many times he’d already made you come just from riding your dick.
You murmur soft praise, making him moan and work himself over your cock even faster. You smooth your hands up his thighs, the corded muscle rhythmically expanding and contracting under your palm, he whines when you drag your nails over his tattooed skin, creating trails of fire from his hips down to his knees.
“So sensitive,” you whisper. You roll your hips, and his answering curse sends goosebumps racing over your skin.
“Princess, please,” he whimpers.
“What do you need, babe?” You slip a hand around his cock, and drag it up the length of his shaft.
He drops down onto your dick with a groan. You’re as deep inside of him as you can possibly be right now, and he’s grinding his ass against you like he can’t get enough of you. “Need to come,” he pleads.
With an indulgent smile, you answer, “Well you have been averygood boy,” he gives a strangled sob, “so I think you’ve earned it.”
He folds down over your body, and rolls his hips until he comes with a guttural grunt. You tug at his PA piercing, drawing out his orgasm, until he’s panting fuckfuckfuck in your ear.
Steve keeps Bucky’s body pinned against yours with a broad hand on his spine, stroking down Bucky’s flanks, while you tug at his hair until he’s done cursing.
The first thing Bucky says when he picks his head up off of your shoulder is, “More.”
You chuckle, “More?”
Bucky nods vigorously, “More.”
“Hang on, Buck,” Steve shushes him. Two of Steve’s slick fingers push past Bucky’s rim so he can get more lube in him, tugging at the taut muscle, spreading him wider while you start fucking up into him again.
He pushes back with an irritable noise, “I said more.”
Steve smacks Bucky’s ass hard, admonishing him for being impatient, then leans forward, so he’s bridging Bucky’s back. He pulls his fingers out, hand cracking down onto Bucky’s ass again when he whines at Steve about being so empty.
The noise Bucky makes when Steve starts pushing his cock in next to yours is desperate, and weighty with need. Steve has to clamp a hand around the scruff of Bucky’s neck to stop him from shoving himself back onto both dicks.
“Patience,” he grits out through clenched teeth.
“I can’t,” Bucky whispers, but manages to stay as still as he can with two cocks in his ass.
“Don’t wanna hurt you.”
“I like it,” Bucky bargains.
“I know,” Steve chides. “Doesn’t matter though, I said slow, so shut up and be still.”
You wrap your arms around his chest, and coo soft praise at him while his body trembles from the effort it takes to not impale himself on the two dicks inside of him.
You ask softly, “Does that feel good, Buck?”
His head hangs down next to your face, and his long hair tickles your cheek when he nods. You think that’ll be it, but he hiccups softly, “Feels amazing.”
“Good,” you hum, and start nibbling along his shoulder.
“Stevie, please.”
“What’s up, Buck?”
“Please fuck me.”
With his overabundance of caution satisfied, and his dick dripping in Bucky’s guts, Steve finally rocks his hips, drawing his cock out of Bucky, giving him exactly what he asked for.
Bucky keeps trying to move on his own, but Steve pushes him against you, and growls that he better behave or he’d have to make do with only one dick in his ass. It’s a dire enough threat that Bucky stills immediately.
“Princess,” he whimpers. “I need to come. Can I come?”
You slip a hand between your bodies to get your hand on his cock. You twist your fist around the head, tugging at his piercing until he sobs, repeating the question again.
“God, I need to come.Please, princess, can I?”
You grab a handful of his hair, pulling his ear against your mouth to whisper, “Let me hear how good we make you feel. Be a good boy and come for me.”
He lets go with a loud moan so pornographic it makes your pussy throb. Steve grunts when Bucky’s hole clenches around the cocks stuffed in it. You keep your hand wrapped around the head of his dick, and hot come spills over your fingers when he lets go for you.
Little involuntary jerks and tremors quake through his body until he sags on top of you with relief. Even robbed of his faculties like this, he has the presence of mind not to put his full weight on top of you. It’s like having a weighted blanket over you, one that pants against your neck, murmuring thank you thank you thank you over and over.
Steve makes an adjustment to his hips, and pushes your legs higher, and Bucky comes again, with an incoherent sound of ecstasy. The change of angle makes the dildo inside of you rub perfectly against your sweet spot, and you come right along with him. Panting and moaning as more slick gushes out of you around the strap-on harness.
The crowded feeling of Bucky’s stuffed asshole fluttering weakly around his cock pushes Steve over the edge, and he ruts into Bucky hard, until little runnels of his come drip out of Bucky, and slip down the shaft of your purple silicone dick.
Everyone sits dazed for a few minutes. Steve’s stretched over the jumble of your bodies, bracing himself on one of the bunk’s shelves while his cock softens and slips out of Bucky. Bucky clings to you, arms wrapped around you tightly, cradling your head in his hands while he deliriously sings love songs in the humid air between your shoulder and neck. And you desperately try to catch your breath, nosing along Bucky’s shoulders, leaving tiny little pecks here and there, quietly humming along with the song he sings.
Once everyone is more or less recovered, Steve tries to haul Bucky off of you to clean everyone up, only to be met with staunch resistance, Bucky’s body hardly moves at all when Steve tugs on his hips. Instead, Bucky’s arms squeeze you tighter, and he clamps himself to your waist with his powerful thighs.
“Princess,” Bucky sighs in your ear, “can we go again?”
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