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“Start talking LeBeau.”
Bucky began with a firm and commanding tone, eyeing the chair-bound Gambit. With nothing but a single white hot light above the two men, and four walls.
“My lips are sealed mon ami, I don’t break that easily.”
Gambit flashes a smug smile.
“Is that so?”
Bucky strolls up to the cocky man, dropping to his knees, sliding both hands up Gambit’s thigh.
“Wanna bet?”
Strong fingers carefully unzip his fly, with only one layer of fabric between Barnes’s metallic hand and LeBeau’s royal jewels.
The winter soldier glides his thumb upward to the base of Gambit’s large flaccid cock,and back to the tip.
“oh fuck…”
Gambit head thrown back, with his eyes closed.
After a few control strokes, Bucky hears a small moan escapes Gambit’s throat, feeling how his cock gradually began to pulsate to life.
“I haven’t even gotten to the good part yet.”
Pinching a tent, Bucky pulls away from Gambit’s rock hard cock.
“Ready to talk now?”
Gambit straightened up to face him.
“You certainly do know your way around a mans cock, but I still ain’t talkin!”
Gambit gives Bucky a mocking grin.
“Well, i guess I have no other choice.”
Bucky gets back onto his feet.
Kicking off his shoes and tossing aside his belt, he removes his bottom clothing.
Hopping on top of Gambit’s lap, Bucky teases his stiff cock with his exposed pink hole.
“Just say the word, and this tight hole is yours.”
With a hand on Gambit’s shoulder, Bucky thrusts himself forward, sliding over his entire length.
“Fuck! That ass feels so good!”
A smirking Bucky stops, and looks down at an ecstasy drunken Gambit.
“You aren’t serious right now mon ami?”
Seconds felt like minutes for Gambit’s leaking cock.
“Okay fine! I will do it.”