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𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Clark sat at his desk in the Daily Planet, deep in conversation on the phone, discussing a story for the Daily Planet. His brow furrowed in concentration, his glasses sliding down his nose as he adjusted them with a quick push. Meanwhile, you were hidden beneath the desk, the cool surface of the wood pressing against your back. “Yeah, I understand the urgency, but we need to make sure we have all the facts before we publish,” he said, his voice steady and authoritative. The thrill of being so close to him, yet so hidden, sent shivers down your spine. You could hear his voice, smooth as he spoke to a colleague about the latest scoop.

“Yeah, I think we should follow up on that lead,” Clark said, his voice steady, but you could sense a change in his demeanor as you continued your teasing. You took him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip, and he stifled a groan, his grip tightening on the desk. “Uh-huh, that sounds good,” he managed to say, his voice slightly strained. You could see him adjusting his glasses again, trying to maintain his composure. You began to move your head, taking him deeper, and he bit his lip, trying to focus on the conversation. “I’ll get back to you on that,” he said quickly, clearly distracted now. “I just… need to check something.” “What are you doing down there?” he breathed, his voice low and filled with surprise and desire. 

“Just a few more minutes,” you whispered, pulling back just enough to tease him, your breath warm against his skin. Clark’s eyes narrowed playfully, frustration and desire swirling within him. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he chuckled, shaking his head as he tried to refocus on the conversation. Clark’s breath quickened, and he could feel the tension building within him. “I— I really should—” he stammered, but the words fell away as he surrendered to the moment, the call forgotten as he leaned back in his chair, allowing himself to enjoy the pleasure you were giving him.

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𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

You sat on the edge of the bed, your heart racing as you watched Bucky Barnes kneel before you. His blue eyes were intense, filled with hunger and affection that made your breath catch in your throat. Bucky's hands gripped your thighs, his fingers warm against your skin as he began to kiss his way up your leg. “Hey,” he said softly, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. “You’re so beautiful like this.” His hands slid up your thighs, fingers brushing against your skin, igniting a fire within you. 

Bucky leaned in, pressing soft kisses along your leg, Each soft press of his lips sent shivers through you, and you couldn't help but lean back slightly, giving him more access. “Bucky,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need. He looked up at you, “You like this, don’t you?” he teased, his breath hot against your skin. You nodded, unable to form words, lost in the sensation of his mouth on you.

When he reached your inner thigh, he paused, his breath warm against your skin. “You’re driving me crazy,” he said, a hint of desperation in his voice. With a sudden, fluid motion, Bucky climbed onto the bed, positioning himself above you. His hands gripped your waist, and he leaned down to capture your lips in a searing kiss.

"Bucky," you gasped between kisses, your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer. He responded with a low growl, his lips trailing down your neck, leaving a path of fire in their wake."I want you," he whispered against your skin, his voice thick with need. "I want to fill you up, make you mine." The raw desire in his words sent a thrill through you, and you could feel yourself responding to him, body arching instinctively.

"Please," you managed to say, your voice trembling with anticipation. Bucky's eyes darkened with lust as he positioned himself, the heat of his body pressing against yours. He entered you, filling you completely. A gasp escaped your lips, and Bucky's eyes locked onto yours. "You feel so good," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I’m going to fill you up, make you feel every inch of me."

“Bucky, yes,” you moaned, your hands gripping his shoulders as he drove into you. "Look at me," he commanded softly, and you obeyed, locking eyes with him. The connection between you was electric, and you could see the love and desire swirling in his gaze. "I’m yours," he whispered, his breath hot against your face. "Always."

“God, I’m so close,” he gasped, his breath coming in ragged bursts. “I can’t hold back much longer.” His eyes were dark with lust. “Cum Buck,” you urged, your voice barely above a whisper. “I want it.” Bucky’s body tensed, and he let out a low growl. “I’m cumming,” he gasped, his voice thick with pleasure as he filled you completely.

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