"Fuck, Chris." Bucky groaned in the blond's ear, grinding his hips against the actor from behind.
"Bucky." Chris gasped, feeling the hard line of Bucky's cock against his ass. "Please."
"Please what, Chris?" Bucky growled lowly, feeling how his boyfriend shivered in his hold.
"Please, Sir!" The blond whimpered, pressing his head back into Bucky's shoulder. "Please, Sir. Please."
"What do you need, Baby?" The brunet licked the shell of Chris' ear, loving how responsive the other man was.
"You, sir. I need you!" Chris whined lowly, achingly hard. He'd been gone all day for a press junket and he needed to have Bucky take control of him. He was shaky and wound up from stress despite having eaten dinner with some friends.
"Kneel, Chris." Bucky stepped back, watching his boyfriend and submissive turn and kneel on the floor in front of him. "You may touch me."
Chris leaned forward on his knees, pressing his face into Bucky's thigh as the other man's fingers lightly wound in his hair. It helped to anchor him, getting him into his sub-space. He turned his face and nuzzled the bulge in his dominant's pants, mouthing lightly.
"Ah!" Bucky tugged lightly. "Take me out, Chris. Then I'm gonna use your pretty mouth. You like when you can taste me, don't you?"
"Yes, Sir." Chris nodded, blue eyes locked with even paler blue eyes before dropping down at Bucky's nod. He shakily unzipped Bucky's tight jeans and pulled them down enough to free the super-soldier's large member. It was definitely enhanced, thicker and longer than most men's. Bucky had a piercing on his cock that made Chris salivate even more as he nuzzled the base.
"Hurry, My Boy." Bucky ordered, knowing Chris loved being called his. The blond flicked his tongue over the tip, humming in contentment at the first taste of his Sir. Bucky pushed into Chris' mouth, taking control after a minute of Chris going at his own pace. He set a quick pace, fucking Chris' mouth while the blond took it willingly and with small moans that reverberated up his cock. "Fuck, such a pretty mouth. Should I finished in it or should I mark you?"
Chris looked up with big eyes, sucking as best as he could with Bucky's quick pace. He wanted to have his mouth flooded with Bucky's seed. He felt the larger man's cock twitch before Bucky growled in his chest, flesh and metal fingers tightening in dark blond hair. Chris moaned happily as the cock in his mouth erupted, spewing sticky white fluid and filling his mouth.
"Let me see, Chris." Bucky slid his still hard cock from the blond's mouth which opened to show the fluids his boy had wanted. "Swallow it all, Don't waste any of it."
Chris swallowed, keeping his eyes on Bucky's face and licked his lips to make sure they were clean. He opened his mouth without being prompted, showing his master that he'd obeyed.
"Good boy." Bucky's tone was warm, smoothing a hand over the other's hair. "Get undressed but put your clothes in the hamper, Chris."
Chris scrambled to obey, laying his wallet and phone on the nightstand carefully before putting his clothes in their hamper. Bucky undressed slower, tossing his pants and boxers in the hamper but keeping his shirt out. He'd put it on Chris once their session was done.
"Lay across my lap, Chris." Bucky sat up against the headboard and Chris laid down on his lap, face down per usual. "Were you good all day?"
"I didn't eat lunch, Sir." Chris admitted in a small voice. "I got caught up with Seb and forgot."
"Christopher." Bucky's tone was hard. "What is the rule?"
"I must take care of myself and eat all three meals of the day if possible and if not, I must at least have a small snack." Chris recited, feeling shame twisting his gut.
"I'm going to paddle you." Bucky rubbed Chris' bare bottom, preparing him before bring his hand back and smacking first one side and then the other. He laid out five on each side, Chris sniffling wetly as silent tears slid down his cheeks. "Do you understand why I punished you?" He pulled Chris up to straddle his thighs, letting his sub cling to him.
"I didn't take care of myself, Sir." Chris sniffled again, burying his face into Bucky's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Master. I'll remember."
"I know you will. You're my good boy, Chris." Bucky smoothed a hand down his sub's back. "You're forgiven."
"Thank you, Sir." Chris breathed, hugging tighter to the dominant.
"Clean slate, Chris. Are you ready to continue our session?" Bucky carefully moved Chris back so he could look at him.
"Yes, Master." Chris nodded, making sure to keep eye contact with Bucky.
"Go pick out some of the toys, Sub." Bucky tapped Chris' hip and the blond hurried off the bed to their huge closet. The younger man knelt down and looked through the huge trunk of their sex objects, choosing a vibrating dildo and some silk ties. He carried them back to the bed and laid them out for Bucky's inspection, kneeling next to the bed to wait. "Simple tonight, my boy?"
"Yes, Sir." Chris rubbed his face against Bucky's hand affectionately, relaxing the longer the session went on. He clambered on the bed when directed to by Bucky, waiting for his next directions.
"Prepare yourself." Bucky gave him their current favorite lubricant. Chris rose up, slicking his own fingers and reaching behind himself. He circled the tip of one finger around the tight ring of muscles, pressing lightly but not penetrating himself yet. The blond felt the muscles relax slightly and pressed his finger in, mewling softly as he moved it in and out before pulling out his finger and pressing two together. They slid in with slight resistance that made him wince. "Careful, Sub."
Chris nodded, knowing it didn't really need a response. He scissored his fingers, stretching himself carefully until the two were moving easily. He slid his fingers free and added more lube before pushing three in, fucking himself slightly. His breath huffed out, eyes bright as soft noises escaped his mouth.
"Stop." Bucky grabbed his wrist. "I said prepare. Not fuck yourself."
"I'm sorry, Master." Chris lowered his head, looking apologetic. He waited until prompted to finish prepping himself, stretching his three fingers as wide as possible. He slipped his pinkie in and made sure he was stretched as much as he could.
"Good boy." Bucky wiped Chris' fingers clean with a wet wipe. "On your knees with your back to me and your arms back."
Chris turned, stretching his arms behind him and waiting. He didn't wait long, feeling his wrists being tied together with the silky fabric. He could feel himself drift slightly, mind hazing over more with the certainty that his Master would take care of him. His Master was good to him like that, always knowing what Chris needed even without him saying.
