When Sylvie comes again, Bucky knows that he couldn't hold himself back even if he tried. Her body clenches down around his cock, goes rigid with pleasure in his arms, but it's the sound of his name on her lips that drives him over the edge. He comes with a shout of his own and this time he doesn't pull out, but instead grinds his hips against her ass, burying himself as deep inside her body as he can as his cock pulses, spilling inside of her.

The sensation isn't something he's experienced many times and it nearly overwhelms him now, making him shiver as he rocks his hips a few more times, fucking them both through it, making a mess before going still and rolling them onto their sides, cock still resting inside her as he pants against her ear.

"Fuck," he breathes out, sliding his wet hand over her hip and holding on tightly, chuckling softly against the side of her neck. "We're really good at this."