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[starspangled]

[It's been a long day, exhausting in its own way, but it's a good kind of exhaustion that Steve hasn't had nearly enough of in his life. He's a married man now, just the three of them venturing to an island that means more to Steve now than ever. He's embracing a life that he never thought he could have, but the drabwurld ultimately gives as much to Steve as it takes, just one of the reasons he's determined to defend it.

They didn't rush right back. This isn't a traditional arrangement, but Steve's still a little bit of a romantic. He wanted to take a long walk with them once it was official, enjoy the view from the flying island, dance together (he still think he's terrible at it.) But they're finally back at the chateau, and Steve picks Ariadne up and looks half-tempted to throw Bucky over his shoulder too. He could do it. But he just takes his hand instead.

Some would say that he waited too long, but it wasn't because of any naivety. He knows what happens on a wedding night. Hell, thanks to the Howling Commandos, Steve's heard his share of stories about things that happen on any given night. Their situation is...well it's a little bit different, but he trusts them, he loves them, so how could this be anything but perfect.

The room is dark when he slides into bed with them, his skin still damp from a quick dip in the tub. The whole time he just wanted to get back to them, and now he's here, wearing nothing but the ring on his finger and Bucky's tags around his neck.]

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[boutant]

[ If Bucky doesn't want to explain now, Ariadne isn't going to make him. For all she knows, they've already had their own time in bed without her. Instead she smiles against his lips, her hand continuing the work that Steve's started against her own breast. ]

I think so.

[ This time instead of simply pressing back against Steve, she wriggles; not quite a grind, but enough for some level of friction.

She kisses Bucky again, sliding her hands up into his hair before shifting. As long as he shifts with her, she should end up beneath him so that he can move down between her legs. ]

He's going to give you a run for your money, Steve.

[starspangled]

I ain't scared of him.

[There's a voice he hasn't heard in awhile, that cocky punk from Brooklyn, though he's smiling at Bucky. Steve groans when she wiggles against him, grips her hips gently and presses himself close enough that she can feel the growing length of his cock against the back of her thigh. But he lets her go to move, eyes torn between the sight of her body and watching Bucky to see what he'll do next.]

Give her all you've got, hot shot.

[wipedclean]

[Bucky moves with her, glancing back at Steve with a small smile before turning all his attention to Ariadne. He kisses her lips, then starts to slowly kiss down her neck, his hands playing along her sides and sliding up to gently fondle her breasts. He keeps moving further down, kissing the whole way, taking his time, lavishing her skin with kisses, with little bites and licks.]

[boutant]

[ Feeling Steve getting hard does, admittedly, make it a shame to move. But Bucky has a fantastic mouth, and this is far from the last time she'll get to feel Steve harden up against her. Ariadne intends on spending as much time as she can with the two of them before the upcoming battle, just in case one of those times is the last -- but it won't be tonight.

Ariadne slides her hands through Bucky's hair, over his back and his shoulders and both arms, wherever she can reach as he kisses and touches her. Little squirms indicate spots more sensitive than others, as does her quiet mutter. ]

Tease. Keep going...

[ But it's not like he's the only one. Even while trying to press herself further against Bucky's mouth, Ariadne glances at Steve and adds: ]

Going to touch yourself while you watch?

[starspangled]

[His breath catches gently. He sees where this is going, and he can't decide which is the more erotic sight: all of Ariadne on display, such soft, beautiful skin, or the sight of Bucky kissing down her body.]

Is that a challenge? Or do you think I just won't be able to help myself.

[And maybe she's not wrong there. Steve's eyes glimmer mischievously before he captures her hand, pressing a kiss against the back of it.]

What if you touched me while I watched?

[wipedclean]

[He lets the two of them banter without getting distracted by it. He keeps kissing down Ariadne's body until he reaches her waist, then hips, easing her legs apart and tucking his arms underneath her to hold her up just enough to get a good angle with his mouth as he bites at her inner thigh and moves in to lick up her vulva.]

[boutant]

Both?

[ But then Bucky's lifting her and she groans a little, both at the effortless display of strength and because she knows what's about to happen. Her groan only increases in volume when he bites her, her new grip on Steve's hand tightening as he starts to lick. ]

We'll see if I can- ah, concentrate.

[ Her other hand strokes through Bucky's hair while the one with Steve shifts to try and wrap around his cock. ]

roars back!

[starspangled]

[For a second he's just a spectator, caught up in watching the two of them. Bucky's good at this, and it makes Steve feel warm - warmer all over. Steve's eyes travel seamlessly over both of them, along the shape of her leg and down the curve of his back.

Steve takes her hand, guiding it over his cock. His body's never demanded attention before, not like this. But he's not sure he could just watch after all, he doesn't think he could take it.

He inches closer, one hand covering hers, guiding it up and down his length while his other slides along Bucky's hair.]

[wipedclean]

[Bucky buries himself in Ariadne, sucking and licking gently, building as he goes, watching her reactions so he knows when to pull back and when to get more intense. He glances over at Steve a couple of times, and even winks once when he catches his eye, knowing full well they're putting on a show.]

[boutant]

[ Bucky may be putting on a show, at least; Ariadne's caught up in it all, in having both of them finally with her like this, contact and skin. Steve is directing her hand and Bucky is holding her against the mattress and there's a potential there past what they're doing, the two of them keeping her secure, safe (and holding her down so that she can't move and they can do whatever they'd like to her, but maybe that's something to bring up later).

Her fingers flex in Bucky's hair, little whines increasing in volume and frequency; he should know exactly what that means, and she comes with both her hands tightening and a moan. ]