It's as if a switch has been flipped. Sylvie has known Bucky wants her, just as she's wanted him, but he's been holding back, assuming it wasn't what she wanted or worried he might be intruding upon something. And honestly, she had considered the same, the only reason why they haven't been together like this again much sooner than this.
And now that he knows, now that she and Loki have figured out what they are and who they are, how they work, at least to an extent, everything feels different.
Which doesn't mean Sylvie isn't going to return to teasing him tomorrow and leave him wanting for a week or so, but now she'll only do it because it's fun.
He touches her now like he can't get enough of her and Sylvie moans as his fingers slides inside of her, tipping her head back against his shoulder. "The wall will still be there tomorrow," she answers, pulling free of Bucky, the loss of his finger inside of her causing a soft, shuddering exhale. But then she turns and lowers herself to the bed, pushing back on the mattress and arching her eyebrow, inviting him to join her.
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And now that he knows, now that she and Loki have figured out what they are and who they are, how they work, at least to an extent, everything feels different.
Which doesn't mean Sylvie isn't going to return to teasing him tomorrow and leave him wanting for a week or so, but now she'll only do it because it's fun.
He touches her now like he can't get enough of her and Sylvie moans as his fingers slides inside of her, tipping her head back against his shoulder. "The wall will still be there tomorrow," she answers, pulling free of Bucky, the loss of his finger inside of her causing a soft, shuddering exhale. But then she turns and lowers herself to the bed, pushing back on the mattress and arching her eyebrow, inviting him to join her.