I’m literally drooling over the thought of sensitive Bucky whimpering and whining while fucking your tits and thighs he’s so pathetic and needy all he wants is to make you feel good and to fill you with his cum even if it overstimulates him
Okay, tit fucking is great and all but thigh fucking is SO underrated in my humble opinion. Could just be the fact I've got a small chest though lmao
It's so fun when you're already really into it and the insides of your thighs are all slick. I feel like Bucky would lose it, getting to see your face and look in your eyes and enjoy your body.
It's a nice one to do while laid on your side, facing each other. Although the angle isn't quite right for him to slip inside you, it's fun to explore the other ways your bodies can steal pleasure from one another.
"This isn't going to work, sweetheart." You can't help but laugh, having already tried everything you can think of to make the height difference work. There's no way to keep this romantic and intimate in that position because there's just no chance of aligning your bodies properly to allow him to press inside you.
"Maybe not. But it feels nice anyway." His eyes flutter shut, gliding his dick over the smooth, soft, warm insides of your thighs, encouraged by how slick and easy your arousal makes the movement.
You adjust yourself to bring your other thigh on top of his length, closing him in on both sides.
You're wet enough that friction doesn't impede his movement too much and there's something oddly romantic about it. Maybe it's his hand smoothing the back of your head or his other hand up your back, pulling your body closer to his.
It's so intimate, watching his face as he whines your name, rutting senselessly against your thighs. The little flush to his cheeks is beautiful and you can't resist kissing the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. The thick duvet on top of you both, coupled with your combined body heat means the room is far hotter than you'd planned.
You take a second to reach between your bodies, spreading your wet folds and readjusting his length, letting him drag his cock against your neglected clit with each stroke and oh, that's pretty mind-blowing.
"O-oh my God." He whines, desperately fucking himself against your wet cunt, rather than into it. It's a different kind of pleasure to being inside you and while they're not comparable sensations, it doesn't stop this from feeling fantastic.
"Fuck, that's good." You groan, rolling your hips to meet his. Your fingers dip between you once more, gathering some of your slick arousal, using it to glide your fingertips over the underside of his shaft and over his balls.
"Holy shit, that's - fuck." Bucky's hardly got a coherent thought left in his head. He's closed in on both sides by your wet, soft thighs and now your fingers are giving him a different sensation underneath while pressing him against your soaked sex.
"I know, baby. Feels good, doesn't it?" Your fingertips trail lightly back and forth over the underside of his shaft, focusing on the inch or so beneath the tip.
"I can't... I need to cum." He groans, thrusting frantically, clinging to your body to keep you close. Within a few seconds, you feel his dick pulse under your fingertips, his cum coating the inside of your thighs in hot, thick, messy spurts.
He doesn't waste a second, kissing your forehead before kissing your neck and whispering "Good girl. Now let me watch you get yourself off with my cum on your fingertips."
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For the record, and I know again I'm speaking as a complete non-gamer, but Silent Hill 4: The Room is the absolute scariest thing I've ever seen/played. And it's so weird how they achieved it. I hardly remember the monsters and ghosts. It's the settings. The vibes are immaculate. I bet David Lynch would direct the perfect movie adaptation. And I know people make fun of Henry for having zero emotion but I feel, just like the jank in Silent Hill 2, like his lack or expression makes the game better. He mentions early on he can't tell if he's dreaming or not, I feel like he acts exactly how a person in a dream would act.
If I was a professor of psychological horror, I'd assign it as required material.
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Imagine George 'I was raised by a doctor and have never gone a day without eating at LEAST five fruit and vegetables ' Mukherjee sharing a flat and planning meals with Alexander ' I genuinely believe chips count as a five a day and live off chicken nuggets' Arcady.
(I headcanon that as Alexander is autistic he likes processed food like chips and chicken nuggets because it always tastes the same and is predictable and he also tends to eat the same things. Then he moves in with George who tells him that it doesn't matter that chips are made from a vegetable, they are still not healthy and no matter how much tomato ketchup he puts on it they do not count as a five- a -day.This does not stop him from saying that it counts.)
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on the subject of solaris' terrible diet while manning the death engine, i tend to think that needing to deal with her terrible space rations + needing to deal with the mind numbingly unpalatable hospital food post the explosion would have certainly had some sort of affect on the way she engages with food.
two incredibly traumatic events (being exploded, then not knowing whether the radiation from the explosion will kill you within days or not) intertwined with some of the worst food she's ever tasted has to have adjusted her eating habits... i like to think she used to find most anything palatable, but post her recovery she's surprisingly picky about what and where she eats. on top of just straight up not drinking orange juice anymore at all.
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