“fuck! Yes! Again. Please!” Bucky gasped as Clint rose and fell, his cock jerking inside of the other. “yes. Oh god. It’s so good. Clint.” Bucky couldn’t seam to stop talking, it was so much, it was so good, being able to say I love you seamed to make everything feel even better and he whined when Clint ground down, arching into it. “yeah. Yeah, okay…” Bucky had to pause a moment to remember how to move his arms. Once he got them up and untied he wasted no time gripping Clint by the hips, thumbs rubbing the skin as he adjusted himself, kissing Clint back before setting a pace that would leave them both breathless. Working on the angle until he was rubbing against Clint’s prostate each time and by the time he was so close, so so close to cumming, he was just chanting “I love you, I love you, I love you.” with every thrust into his lover, as if the very force of his love would keep him from cumming before Clint.