HIS OBSESSION

Part 24

 AN: So, here we are at the end of their journey. Though I feel that for them it is just the beginning.

No warnings, other than...Smut, it's pretty much all smut and fluff. I may continue their journey in some one shots as I still have some odd disjointed ideas for these three. THANK YOU all so much for your comments and patience.

Please like, share and please enjoy Xx All mistakes are my own and the devil dyslexia.

Steve

"Jesus Fucking Christ!" Bucky's voice cuts into my pleasure coated brain, it's horse and is accompanied by an absolutely debouched moan from the beautiful woman in front of me. He's on the couch, head tipped over the back of it, ass pulled to the edge where my fingers are buried inside him, two in fact, covered in lube that smell vaguely like pineapples assaulting my senses.

Megan is in his lap and has just sunk down onto his girthy cock, her naked back, cool to the touch is pressed against my chest, my spare hand on her hip guiding her movements. She has her mass of chocolate hair up in a messy bun, piled high on her head, my favourite, her walking in with it like that is what started this. She knows I can't resist kissing her neck, I'd slipped my hands up her t-shirt and found her braless, which she also knows drives me crazy.

Bucky had walked out of the bathroom to find us kissing on the couch. Seriously kissing, tongues duelling feverishly, because I just can't keep my damn hands off her. I can't keep my hands off him either, it's almost now that I have discovered sex and how I can make them both feel, God it's like a drug. Watching them in front of me now, it is a drug, an addiction to them.

Twisting my thick fingers has him gasping and spreading his legs further apart, I'm kneeling on the floor between his splayed thighs, and I love the look on his face. Mouth open, face flushed. We're doing that to him, he trusts us to, he lets us make him feel nothing but me and our girl.

It's been a year since he butchered Alex Parsons in that old warehouse. A year of us working through it, arguments, nightmares, flashbacks, insecurities and uncertainty and not just from Bucky, but from me and Megan too. We all work together to make sure each other knows how much we all love one another; we work to make sure that we all know we're not only loved but we're worthy of it. And that's what me and her are doing right now. It may have started as us making out, but it is about him now, I can share a look with her, and she knows, just like the silent looks I can share with him. He's had a rough few days, not sleeping, he's been snappy, distant. So here we are, working together to show him how much he's loved, wanted, needed. That he's worth it all.

She leans forward and captures his mouth. "God Bucky, you feel so good!" Her voice is strained, her movements speeding up, riding him with confidence. That's something else that has changed over the last year. She's so strong, confident. We, me, and Bucky have made sure she knows how amazing she is, helped to build her up and break down her insecurities, so has her father.

I kiss her neck as I dive my slick fingers home again till my knuckles are flush with his body. He arches, groaning loudly and tilting his hips up into Megan who buries her face in his neck, her movements now sharp, a gasping mewl accompanied by each thrust of her soft curvy body. "I'm ...god, I'm gonna..."

Bucky frames her face with his hands tilting her lips to his. "Yeah, do it baby, just for us!"

"All for you!" I watch her fingers dig into his shoulder and her other hand comes back to grip mine at her hip. She always has to be connected with both of us in some way when she cums.

"Fuck you're so fucking tight around me..." her legs shake, her arms struggle to hold herself up and she lets out a long moan collapsing again him, then giggles into his lips.