'til the end of the line

Bucky is so open with her that it sometimes frightens her. Even before tonight, before things have shifted for them, Sylvie has known she holds a lot of power when it comes to this man, but then, he holds a lot of power, too. More than she likes to acknowledge even to herself.

The sound she makes should be enough of an answer for him. A guttural sort of moan shivers out of her around his cock, her body moving back with his tongue as he licks her.

Every time she needs to speak, she has to pull back from his cock, and she doesn't want to, wants to use her tongue, her lips, she wants to take him deep into her throat and make him come, but she wants to tell him, too. She wants to see and feel what it does to him.

"You can with me," she says in a low, rough voice. She licks his cock again, a long drag of her tongue. "Whenever you want."