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“You know your words and signals,” Bucky confirmed.
“Yes, Master,” Steve answers while nodding.
“Good boy,” Bucky says as he climbs over his lover’s lying body on the bed. He gets his hand around his neck.
Steve’s cock twitches already. He closes his eyes as he exhales.
“So reactive,” his master praises.
This time Bucky applies more pressure, squeezing.
Steve’s hand immediately grabs his erection.
“Feeling so good already?”
“Yes, Master.”
Bucky grins and squeezes, efficiently cutting his lover’s airway.
Steve’s cock leaks precum. His eyes squeeze shut. “AH!”
Bucky takes his hand away.
“Baby, don’t tell me you are close already. . .” Bucky teases.
“Not close, but it feels so good.”
Bucky smiles as he leans forward, this time cutting Steve’s breath in half, and not letting so.
If Steve could moan, he would. His hips move on their own and he fucks into nothing.
Once Bucky lets go he moans again, louder.
“Fuck, I see now why you like me yanking your collar so much.”
“Master, please, more, can I-” Bucky stops him from asking for permission.
Steve grabs the sheets below him with his free hand. “ Fuck ,” he moans once Bucky leans away from him, but still while applying the faintest pressure.
“Oh, Master, Bucky, please let me-” Bucky chokes him again.
Steve wants to cry, he’s getting close, so damn close, and he can’t ask for permission.
“Oh Baby, you look so good when you are desperate.”
Steve whines helplessly.
“Do you want more?”
“Please yes, Master!” Steve begs and Bucky satisfies him by using two hands to press onto his throat.
‘Oh fuck,’ Steve thinks.
The next time he is freely able to inhale he feels electricity run in his body. He comes without stroking his cock.
“That felt so good, Master,” he begins, he can barely get his brain to work properly.
“I’m happy you liked it, Pet, but you didn’t have permission to cum. . .” Bucky teases.
‘I’m fucked,’ Steve thinks as he gulps.