sizeofyourbaggage: (kiss)
Sam Wilson ([personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage) wrote in [community profile] station72 2017-12-29 10:16 am (UTC)

[ They're both fooling themselves, probably, but Sam doesn't give a damn right now. He's got Bucky, and they're far enough away that most of the Nest is quiet, and he can only feel those he has a stronger connection with enough to be comforted - just in case - and he can let go.

Do what he's always telling people to, maybe make himself not hypocritical, be what Bucky needs and give himself what he wants.

They're alive, they're here, they're together, and - and Bucky's taking off his shirt, and there's no way he could hide the little thrill of attraction that he feels there. He tugs off his own shirt without even thinking about it, letting it fall to the side.

He leans in until he can press his forehead against Bucky's, reassured by the solid weight, and kisses him with just the barest brush of his lips against Bucky's. And he means to keep it brief like that, to stop there, but...

But Bucky's in his arms, warm and alive and with a whole lot of bare skin, and Sam just wants to touch, wants more contact. He presses a kiss to Bucky's jaw, to his good shoulder, his collarbone - over his heart, and he lingers there, feeling it beat under his lips. ]

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