'til the end of the line

Bucky is so close, teeth gritting together as the pleasure at the base of his spine grows into something white hot and barely containable, but he wants to come with Sylvie. He wants to make her feel good, over and over, so he pushes himself up and lays her back on the bed, leaning over her and grabbing her thigh as he fucks her with hard, deep thrusts, hips snapping as he buries his cock inside of her again and again.

“I want you to come again,” he tells her breathlessly, staring down at her as he moves his good hand between her legs, rubbing at her clit and giving it a gentle pinch between his thumb and forefinger, grunting as he presses his metal hand into the bed next to her head. “One more for me.”