The new name Getting set up for the closest they've ever been- but will either of them realize that it's not just nervous tension in the air?
Ellie rolled her eyes as she ignored her phone pinging that she had a new message again. Her ex just could not get a clue. She did not want to talk to him. She didn't want to be his 'I'm lonely' lay, or his 'let's pretend to get back together so we can finally have sex' booty call.
"Ellie, you about ready?" Bucky called from the other room.
"Yeah," she called back, "just digging my mask out." As though it hadn't been sitting on her dresser since their discussion the day before, a constant reminder of what was happening tonight.
She traded it for her phone, standing and straightening her tightish, barely see through button up tank top and flirty skirt.
Tonight was a big night… at least for Ellie. It wasn't every night that you gave your best friend a blow job.
Though, it was getting pretty regular for Bucky to be touching her…
Ellie walked through the doorway to Bucky's room, a fluttering starting up in her stomach.
There- right at the edge of the bed… that's where she was going to do it… that's where she was going to kneel and-
She couldn't think about it.
She couldn't think about how she was going to open her mouth and take Bucky's thick cock-
Nope. Couldn't think about it.
She sat on the bed, getting in position with the pillow under her shoulders.
"Ellie, um… I was wondering," Bucky started, fiddling with the cameras. "Since… since you have the mask on, would it be ok if we show your face? On camera, with the mask on, I mean. So that they can see it when you're moaning…" So he'd have it for later, when he wouldn't be able to touch her…
Ellie felt her chest constrict a little in panic, but then thought it through. She would have the mask on, so no one could recognize her, and she was going to be showing her face like that, anyway…
"Y-yeah, yeah, I guess…" she agreed.
Bucky nodded and looked to the computer screen, adjusting the zoom and positioning. He had her move down to the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around her hips, keeping his eyes on the screen to make sure it was a good angle, adjusting it a few times to make it right.
"W-we're doing that again?" She asked with a blush.
"Yeah, why wouldn't we?" He asked, testing the pillow under his knees to make sure they'd be comfortable there for a while.
"I-I just thought," she looked away as her cheeks heated more, "since you already did it, you wouldn't have to, now…"
Bucky lifted a brow at her a bit sarcastically. "Well, I'm sorry that I wasn't very vocal about it last time- I was a bit busy, with my mouth full and all- but, I love eating pussy."
Ellie's eyes widened as her gaze shot down to him. He just returned her look with a grin, licking his lips and smacking them noisily, humming, "mmm, mmm."
"Bucky!" She squealed in complaint, flopping back and covering her face with her hands in embarrassment.
"Ell-iiiie," he mock cried back, his hands going up her ribs to tickle her as he teased, making her laugh and smack at him as she thrashed and tried to get away, but he was between her thighs, leaning over her, his elbows on the bed and trapping her there. "Ell-iiiiie, I'm a m-aaan, I like eating pussy, I like hearing my partner scream with delight and knowing I'm doing a good j-ooob!"
Ellie cried out, her body squirming against his as she tried to get away, laughter echoing around the room. Bucky stopped, looking down at her, a soft grin growing across his lips. She laid there, gasping for breath, her face still full of mirth.
She looked so beautiful.
"Bucky, you're a jerk," she told him, still catching her breath.
Bucky laughed, pushing up the hem of her tank top and blowing blueberries on her stomach.
Ellie squealed and thrashed as she tried to get away. "Bucky, no!" She cried.
"Not what you're going to be saying in a minute," he teased laughingly, blowing more blueberries on her as she laughed, seeming not to hear him. He finally pulled back and stood, grinning. "Alright, Ellie, we better get started, or they'll start wondering if we started the show without them."
Ellie adjusted her clothes, getting comfortable in her new spot.
"Ready, doll?" Bucky asked, and she nodded in reply.
Bucky clicked the settings that finished the setup, then took the feeds live. "Hello everyone. This is Buck, and you can tell by the new angles on the screen, Pretty girl has finally decided to let you all see, most of, her pretty face." Ellie looked away with a blush. "Ah- none of that, now, Pretty girl, they can see you denying it."
Bucky adjusted the computer on the TV tray so he could still see it as he sat next to her on the bed. "Well, Pretty girl, maybe I should have made your name 'Sexy Kitten'. Oh, yes, and there is a change to the show today… last time, we had not planned on me eating Pretty girl's pussy; I just couldn't help myself. But this time, we planned it, and I set the cameras to get a great angle. Also… after that, my pretty little kitten is going to return the favor."
Ellie felt a flare of heat move through her body at his words and tone.
Pinging erupted from the computer speakers.
"Oh Pretty girl, they like that idea," Bucky told her, putting his hand on her ribs.
Ellie giggled and squirmed before catching herself and holding still.
"Oh, sorry, Pretty girl," he chuckled, then explained, "my fault; I was tickling her right before the show."
There was a burst of pinging as the people commented.
"No, it wasn't some warm up, she's just so fun to tickle, so ticklish," he answered whatever questions they were asking, and flexed his fingers around her ribs, making her squirm and half giggle, half protest.
Bucky's hand moved up her ribs, and she tried not to giggle, but she didn't have to hold it back for long, because his hand reached her breast, cupping it from underneath, and suddenly, everything changed, and nothing in her body found it funny anymore.
"Shall we get started, kitten?" Bucky asked, his tone warm and dark, reminding her of dark chocolate hot cocoa.
Ellie swallowed hard and nodded as apprehension built in her stomach.