The Smutty Sequel Part 7

Skye woke aroused. Very aroused, and realised why when she blinked her eyes open to see Bucky's head between her legs. His long dark hair was tickling her thighs as he swirled his tongue gently over her labia, separating the soft petals and laving them gently. She let out a soft moan, and his deep blue eyes flicked up to meet hers.

"Good morning," Bucky lifted his mouth to say. Her juices were shining on his lips and stubbled chin, he looked debauched and utterly beautiful.

"It is now. Ahhh," Skye shivered as a long finger probed delicately inside her. She realised there was something missing and rolled her head to the side. "Where's… Clint?"

"Busy. Think you need him as well to satisfy you, doll?" he crooked his fingers.

"Nnnnn," was about all Skye could manage, as her body bucked under that expert touch.

"He told me to make sure I took care of your needs while he was gone. Am I taking good care of you?" His thumb chafed suddenly over her clit.

"Bucky!"

"I like it when you say my name like that."

Skye could only shudder and moan as he stroked and teased, putting his mouth back to her to lick and suck over her clit, but he didn't let her come. Just brought her tantalisingly close to the edge and then pulled back, obviously quite deliberately.

"Bastard, let me come!" Skye begged frantically, putting her hands down to take care of herself if he wouldn't, but Bucky caught them easily in his.

"Oh no you don't. Sorry, doll, I promised I'd wait for Clint."

"What? How long is he gonna be?" she whined, twisting her hips frantically, but he was leaning on her thighs and she could barely move. "Come on, this is so not fair, you and he had sex when I wasn't around! I'll make it up to him later!"

"I like the sound of that, take the deal, Buck," a new voice said, and she looked up to see Clint in the doorway, fully dressed, a holdall bag slung over his shoulder. "Fuck her. I think I'd like to watch." He dumped the bag and hooked his toe behind the leg of an ornate armchair, turning it to more completely face the bed. He sat down, stretching his leg out in front of him and crossing his ankles, putting his hands behind his head, completely at ease.

Bucky had already grabbed for a condom, moved off Skye and was rolling it on. She couldn't take her eyes off Clint, though, watching them both with a possessive gleam in his eye.

"You don't mind?" she asked.

"No. You two are beautiful together. Best porn ever." Clint grinned, and she realised he was aroused, the bulge at his crotch thickening even as she looked at him. "You can both make it up to me later, how's that?"

"He is such a slut," Bucky murmured, moving back over Skye, hitching his metal hand under her knee, pushing it up to open her wide for him. "Gotta love it."

"Our slut," Skye mumbled, groaning as Bucky pressed inside her. "Oh wow, yeah…."

Clint watched in something like awe as Bucky made love to Skye. They were so beautiful together, and Bucky – bless him – had deliberately lifted Skye's knee on the side away from Clint, so from where he sat he had an utterly fantastic view of Bucky's long cock sliding torturously slowly in and out of Skye's body. He debated taking his cock out and stroking it, but – really the anticipation of what they would both do to him afterwards was even better. He kept his hands behind his head and watched as Skye clawed at Bucky's shoulders, her nails squeaking on the metal one, her long dark hair thrashing as she tossed her head, pleading in a frantic, breathy voice for him to do it, harder, oh God Bucky yes…

"Holy shit," Clint muttered as Skye quite obviously came, her slender body trembling as Bucky slammed deep, mouth open as her neck arched back, a low guttural moan escaping her. Bucky, of course, was helpless against the added sensation, crying out Skye's name as he shot his load, held tight inside her by the clenching muscles of her pussy. "So beautiful. So fuckin' beautiful…"

"Get those clothes off," Bucky rasped, turning his head to look at Clint. "I'll fuckin' take care of you in a minute."

Breathing quickly, his eyes fixed on the couple entwined on the bed, Clint stripped off his clothes and boots. Bucky eased off Skye and headed for the bathroom, slapping Clint's ass on the way past as he wriggled out of his jeans.

"Sit that hot ass back down on that chair."

Clint rolled his eyes but obeyed, realising Buck had something in mind. Something Clint was probably going to enjoy very much. He sat down and fisted his cock, looking at Skye, collapsed on the bed, minute tremors still running occasionally through her body.

"Right," Bucky returned, surveyed Clint with a critical eye, tugged at his legs to pull his hips further forward in the chair. Handed him a cushion. "Put that behind your back. No," as Clint parted his legs, hoping Bucky was going to kneel between them. "Keep 'em together – bend your knees." And then he turned and lifted Skye right off the bed, putting her down on Clint's lap with her back to Clint's chest.

"Shit, condom, Buck!" Clint gasped.

"No, not yet." A gentle hand adjusted Clint's cock to point out between Skye's legs. "There. Feel how wet she is?"

"Oh hells yes," Clint groaned as Skye slid slickly along his cock. She glanced back at him and grinned, planting her feet on the floor and her hands on the arms of the chair and moving back and forth, slicking wetness over him.

"Put your hands on my shoulders," Bucky knelt before them, looking up at Skye, "lean forward. He'll rub nicely on your clit." And then he leaned down and took the end of Clint's cock in his mouth.

Clint's hips bucked and he let out a wordless shout. His cock rubbed right where Bucky had said it would as Skye leaned forward and she moaned, looking down at Bucky's mouth as he slid it along Clint's cock in time with her movements, nose butting her pubic hair.

Clint's hands clamped on Skye's hips and he started moving her faster, pushing her back and forth along the rigid length of his shaft. "Yes, fuck, oh God!" he groaned, and then Bucky pulled off.

"Fuck, you two taste so good," he licked his lips, looked up at them. "I think it's time," he murmured, seeing Skye's blissful expression. "Come here, doll," he lifted her off Clint, ignoring her cry of protest. "Wrap up, you, and get on the bed."

Clint could barely stand, he was so aroused. Cock slippery with Skye's juices, he had to quickly wipe it off on the sheet in order to get the condom on, and then Bucky was pushing him down on his back, encouraging Skye to mount him. She did so more than eagerly, sliding down on him slowly with a soft moan as he filled his hands with her breasts, rubbing callused thumbs over her nipples.

On his knees behind Skye, Bucky leant forward and pressed soft kisses to her shoulder. "Are you ready for this, babe?" he asked softly.

"Yes," she panted, leaning forward. "Yes, Bucky, please. Want it. Want you both, so much, please!"

He pressed his metal hand in the small of her back, holding her down on Clint, who groaned, trying to jerk his hips up, get the friction he needed.

"Greedy," Bucky chided, "wait for me."

"You're gonna…" Clint peered past Skye into Bucky's blue eyes.

"She's ready." Bucky grabbed the lube bottle. "Want it, don't you, doll? Want to feel us both inside you, filling you up."

"Yes," she panted, writhing against his inexorable hand as a slick finger probed at her ass. "Fuck my ass, Bucky, oh God," she leaned her forehead against Clint's collarbone. "Feels so good," she whimpered as another finger joined the first.

"Hold still, babe," Clint put one hand at the back of Skye's neck, the other to her hip, holding her still. "Don't want to hurt you. Say stop if you need to."

"Don't you dare stop," she panted, straining back against Bucky's hand – which also had the effect of forcing Clint's rigid cock just a tiny bit deeper. "Oh God, oh God, I'm gonna come."

"Not yet you're not," Bucky slipped his fingers out, lifted her off Clint a little way. Held Skye still while she panted, edging back from the brink.

"Come on, Buck," Clint urged. He was aching, throbbing, feeling the tiny involuntary flutters of Skye's muscles wrapped tight around him. Feeling himself rising inexorably towards climax.

"I gotcha," Bucky murmured. He had four fingers working inside Skye's ass now, eased them out, squirted lube quickly onto his sheathed cock. She moaned with the emptiness and he pressed against her quickly. "Relax, doll," he murmured as her ass clenched tightly. "Breathe."

Skye bit Clint's collarbone. He let out a slight yelp, hips jerking – pushing her up onto Bucky's cock.

Bucky groaned as the tight muscle of Skye's ass suddenly unclenched, sucking him in deep. "Ah, fuck, baby, that's… ahhh!"

"Jeez, I can feel you, Buck," Clint gasped. His hand clenched on Skye's shoulder, pulling her right down onto him – and onto Bucky.

Skye keened as they both sank to the hilt in her small body, but there was no pain – only an insane feeling of fullness, fuller than she'd ever been before. She almost sobbed as Clint rolled his hips, shifting all three of them together, and then Bucky braced his hands on the mattress. Clint's hands on her shoulders steadied her, holding her in place while they both pumped together.

"Nnnngggghhhhh," it was a low, wordless groan from Skye's mouth as her eyes rolled back in her head and she came hard, clenching tight around the two thick cocks buried deep in her body.

It was too much for both men, the already increased tightness of Skye's body caused by both of them being inside her at the same time ratcheting up to unbearable levels. Bucky came first, and Clint just moments later as he felt the hot pulses of Bucky's spurts in Skye's ass.

Bucky pressed gentle kisses to the back of Skye's neck and her shoulder; leaned pass her to kiss Clint, making her groan as the action tightened both of them inside her again.

"Urgh," Skye collapsed to the mattress as both men eased out of her. Clint stayed with her while Bucky went to the bathroom, smoothing a gentle hand down her spine, telling her how wonderful she'd been. She managed to raise her head as Bucky returned to the bed and Clint shifted to get up. "Y'know – you two are welcome to wake me up like that any time you like."

"Oh," Bucky placed a row of gentle kisses down her spine. "Don't you worry. We will."

She smiled drowsily into the pillow. Clint returned and settled in on the other side of her, nuzzling lightly at her shoulder.

"Wake you up, put you to sleep, entertain you mid-day – any time you like, sweetheart. Just say the word."

"What word's that?" she tilted her head to look at him, and he glanced over her at Bucky and grinned.

"Didn't we tell you yet? The team already started combining our nicknames. We're WinterHawk."

"And," Bucky murmured, continuing with his gentle kisses on her back, "we are all yours."

SIGH.

Wish WinterHawk were all MINE, don't you?

I think I'm about done with this sequel, really. It was never intended to have a plot and really 8 chapters of pure smut is enough – there's plenty more smut going on in my other stories, never fear! I think you can probably take it as read that Natasha and Steve have already hunted down and eliminated anyone who might possibly be a threat to Skye and therefore to the happiness of their best buddies, and that Clint, Bucky and Skye live happily ever after – having lots and lots of earth-shattering sex…

(literally LOL)