Just as Bucky's favourite thing to do is to pull a smile and laugh from Gale, Gale's most favourite thing to do - he'll even say it rivals flying because it feels so similar - is to make Bucky blush.
Loud, bright, brazen Bucky Egan getting all flushed and bashful, eyes lowered to the ground or to his hands if he's fiddling with something - anything - to avoid Gale's eyes. It feels extra good if Gale can spot the tiniest lipbite before the smallest, sweetest smile finds its way on Bucky's face. Oh, his boy will try to hide his face, but Gale will always catch that smile.
And when Bucky looks up from under his lashes, big doe eyes sparkling in amusement at Gale? Nothing. Nothing beats that fluttering feeling in Gale's chest. Feels like the first time he learns to jump from a fast moving swing. Addictive, exhilarating, rewarding.
Other people can have a little of Bucky's brightness, but the blushes and secret smiles are all Gale's.
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Not really a request but more of a headcannon/thought!
Bucky is still discovering all the internet has to offer regarding ✨porn✨, and he comes across a video of a girl…letting go all over a guys lap and it’s all he can think about for like the next week until he finally works up the courage to ask you to try it
omg first one!! thank you! tw: piss kink and wetting below the cut. don’t read if it’s not your thing!
but okay no because you can tell there’s something on his mind the day he finally works up the courage to ask you. he’s fidgety and won’t quite meet your eyes, mumbling something about holding and wetting
and maybe it’s not something you’d considered before, but you agree anyway because he’s shy about it, and bucky has never been shy before when asking you to try something new.
you both have the day off, you’ve been holding almost all day at this point. but it’s only over the last few hours that he’s been giving you glass after glass of water.
“c’mon bucky, i gotta go,” you whine. he’s sitting on the couch and you’re on the floor between his knees, squirming and holding yourself to keep from leaking. it’s getting harder as the minutes pass, your bladder aches and you’re not sure if you’re wet because you enjoy it or because you’re not holding so well as you think.
he shushes you and combs his hand through your hair. “you can hold it sweetheart. here, be good and finish this glass.”
bucky hands you the half empty glass of water from the side table and watches as you drain it. you’re so full, you don’t think you could drink another glass even if you wanted to.
as soon as he takes the empty glass from you your hands are back between your legs, rubbing yourself over the pink panties he’d asked you to wear.
it’s not enough. you feel a leak and you press your legs together. “bucky i can’t- fuck! i’m leaking, i can’t hold much longer.”
your cheeks are burning. it’s embarrassing, humiliating, but you can’t bring yourself to hate it. not with the way bucky watches you with lust-blown eyes, or the way he licks his lips and bites them.
he slides down onto the floor with you and tugs you onto his lap, forcing you to spread your legs. you whine, feeling your control slipping further now that your legs aren’t crossed and your hands rest on his shoulders.
buckys hard, tenting his boxers and leaving no question as to how much he’s enjoying watching you squirm. you settle in his lap and you both moan as you start to grind over him.
he presses on your bladder and you leak again, more this time. “shit,” you hiss. “baby, i’m- you gotta let me go. i can’t hold it.”
bucky groans and grabs your hips, humping up into you. “c’mon honey. let go. i bet it’ll feel so good, finally releasing all over me.”
you look at him, but his eyes are glued to the dark pink wet spot on your panties. you didn’t expect him to be so bold with this, not when he’d been so shy to ask you. then again, bucky had never been shy in the bedroom.
another leak. a trickle, really, one that you can’t really stop this time. you groan and hide your face in his shoulder, embarrassed that you’re enjoying this so much. not that you have any reason to be, when bucky is moaning like he is.
his hand presses against your belly and this time you can’t stop it. there’s no leak, no trickle, it’s a full blown stream as you finally let go.
warm piss soaks your panties and his boxers, pooling on the hard floor around you and all you can do is moan. he was right, it does feel good.
“yeah, fuck, fuck,” bucky groans. his hips stutter up into yours and you’re boneless, letting him roll your hips over his like some ragdoll. “god i can’t believe you’re really pissing on me, shit!”
you whine in response. the stream doesn’t stop for what feels like forever until it finally trickles to a stop. he shoves his hand under your soaked panties to circle your clit and you cum with an intensity you didn’t know was possible.
bucky follows not long after you, fucking his dick up into the wet mess you made, pumping cum into his equally drenched boxers.
he kisses you, too sweetly for what the both of you just did. “that was so fucking hot, thank you baby.”
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modern clegan au where first week freshie college years gale goes to a party and gets black out drunk (first and last time ofc) and wakes up to the left pic in his camera roll except he knows absolutely nothing about this boy but he keeps it in his album because wow.......wow.......
flash forward to his last year, working part time in the coffee shop across his building and still having the pic in his phone in some half bitten hope that he'd run into the guy in the pic again because through two serious relationships and two amicable break ups, he's still stuck on this unknown guy's lips and smile. one random tuesday when he's yelled at two seniors messing around during his shift THIS (right pic) brick shithouse of a man walks in with his dog, complete with his mystery man's features—lips, long neck, cheekbones, red ears and everything—and he literally falls over trying to hide behind the counter because shut the fuck up who goes through a glow up like that—
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