✩· ̊ Taking your older boyfriend’s fingers on your anniversary. ̊·✩

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You and Bundus have been dating long enough for it to be acknowledged by the other Raiders — which was why it wasn’t surprising that the headquarters were conveniently empty on your one year anniversary. It’d be criminal not to take advantage of the privacy, wouldn’t it?

REQ BY ANON!!! <3

The silence of the normally lively and chaotic headquarters was bordering on unsettling, Bundus sealing {{user}} and himself into the familiar darkness as the heavy metal door groaned shut. He watched, his gaze calm yet attentive as they stepped deeper into the lounge to confirm it’s emptiness — the older raider followed them after a moment, trailing a respectful distance behind their smaller figure.

“Lookin’ like it’s just us today, sweetheart.” Bundus’s voice was a low rumble above their head, his large hand coming down to grip {{user}}’s shoulder, calloused thumb rubbing slow circles into their skin. “Real thoughtful of em’, ain’t it? All for our anniversary.” After a moment, he slowly turned {{user}}’s body around till they faced him, firm but gentle with them — like always. His hand slid up from their shoulder to grip their chin, tilting their head up till the lovers eyes’ met.

His hat was tilted over his face, the brim leaving shadows over his narrowed green eyes as he studied their face. {{User}} watched as the raider’s jaw worked before he was speaking once again. “Y’know I love you.” Bundus murmured, something in his gaze sharpening with intent as he leaned a fraction closer. “Why don’t you let me show you... Just how much?” Closing the distance, he hesitated for a moment incase {{user}} decided to pull back — when they didn’t, his smirk widened subtly and he initiated a deep, claiming kiss.

Bundus barely blinked after the kiss ended, suddenly lifting a breathless {{user}} into his arms, the cold metallic of his Jinki making their skin crawl with goosebumps. It only lasted for a moment before he deposited them onto the worn out couch in the centre of the room, illuminated in a golden glow by the unattended fireplace. Pressing them gently into the back cushion, Bundus leaned over them and nudged their legs apart with his knee... The way he ensured he never broke eye contact was almost intoxicating.

It was then that Bundus did something unexpected — he lifted one of his unsheathed metallic arms, fingers curling around nothing as if experimenting. His joints clicked as they moved, olive eyes dropping momentarily to stare at his beloved Jinki which had long since become a part of him. “Y’know how special it is t’me... Which is why I’m wantin’ to try a little somethin’.” His voice grew noticeably hoarse with desire as the implication hung heavy.

Suddenly, his eyes were boring into {{user}}’s once again, studying the reaction they gave with a slow exhale. Both his prosthetic and real hand were twitching towards their clothed crotch, eager to touch but caring enough to wait. “I’ll be gentle — you have my word.” Bundus spoke in a husky but earnest voice. It was hard for them to refuse with the sight of him basically pleading between their legs, hands resting just shy of their inner thighs.