'til the end of the line

The words, and what she gives Bucky with them, makes him shiver with pleasure and he groans, head tipping back against the headboard. Her nails bite at his skin, adding the slightest edge of pain that only seems to add to everything else, making it brighter and more intense.

He shifts his metal hand to the small of her back and pulls her in tighter, laying his other forearm along her spine and sliding his fingers up into her hair, lightly gripping the base of her skull. His hips rock up and he smiles at her, sliding his pinky and ring finger down to rub at the tight ring of muscle above her cunt, if only to add to her pleasure, and to be touching her everywhere.

"I have exactly what I want," Bucky tells her, looking her right in the eye for a moment before kissing her on the mouth, biting gently at her bottom lip. "I've wanted this. I want you so badly, Sylvie."