That’s the issue with the Alto’s, they’re all so bloody evil it’s really hard to believe when one of them acts pleasant to your face.
Cain Alto, nepo kid who really likes to pretend he isn’t a nepo kid.
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becca!! i had a thot that’s keeping me awake okay so dbf!bucky really fucking the reader for the first time and he gets carried away and completely overstimulates reader until she just can’t stop coming even if it’s the slightest touch and he taunts her about it the whole time
he’s just like “filthy girl, you just can’t. stop. cumming. huh?” and he punctuates each word with a hard thrust while reader just whimpers because she can’t even talk anymore 😵💫😵💫😵💫
Ooooooh that's really interesting actually! Because maybe all you've managed up until that point is needy, frantic hookups. Quickies that are so damn satisfying but don't allow for much passionate exploration.
So maybe when he actually gets a chance to take his time, it's so different to what you're used to with him. You're familiar with the kind of desperate euphoria that he can give but that's nothing compared to the kind that he's determined to give you now that he has all the time in the world.
The way he could spend hours kissing and nipping at your skin truly takes you apart. The way he seems to get just as much pleasure as you do from the soft touches, your body entirely surrendering to his talented tongue until your thighs are trembling over his shoulder.
By the time he's actually slipping inside you, you're so overstimulated that every inch feels like too much. Your body is fluttering around his, overworked but still somehow desperate for more. "Oh, that's it. Take it, sweetheart." He's lost in the feeling of the slow glide, holding back from letting himself give in entirely.
You're so consumed by the overwhelming feeling as he settles inside you, letting you whimper and sob against his neck. You don't know whether to move your hips or not. It's a strange feeling, being torn between needing more, needing less and needing exactly what you're currently getting.
He pulls back a little, his movements are so slight but they still leave you gasping. "Bucky, please." You beg, your nails digging into his back as he presses back inside you once more.
"So pretty like this. Take it so fucking well." There are tears welling in your eyes, his steady rhythm of shallow trusts driving you wild. The tiny movements are almost worse than the pace you're used to from him because this is totally unrelenting. There's no escape at all from the overstimulation.
"Bucky, I'm gonna cum again. Oh my God, I can't. I can't, please." You whimper, nipping at his earlobe with your teeth.
"You think I'm gonna stop after I hear that? Baby, that's exactly what I'm aiming for here." His voice is low, strained from holding himself back but there's still that lighthearted, sarcastic edge to his tone.
And God, he doesn't stop. He keeps offering that same shallow grind until your eyes are rolling back in your head and your body is tightening around him. "Fuck that's it. Silly little thing like you just can't help yourself. Can't stop cummin' for me, no matter how hard you try." You hardly even register what he's saying but you do register that the thrusts don't falter, even after you're spent.
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