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( A gentle, familiar warmth slid against his side, tracing light grounding circles over his skin, instantly melting the exhaustion from his heavy muscles. )
Hey.
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( The mention of Steve's old, fragile body made Buckyโs chest ache. He tightened his grip around Steveโs waist, pressing his lips to the crown of Steve's head, holding him like he was the most precious thing in the entire world. )
โ โ I know, Stevie. I know how hard you โ
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He was glad Bucky came up to hold him, to pull him back against his frameโฆ Steve needed that right now. Desperately. He wasnโt mad, not really. He just needed to process it all.
โYou were my motivation to even keep fighting most days, Bucky,โ he admitted, โYou know how many times I was just so tired of fighting against my own body?โ
He sniffled and wiped his face and eyes off, already trying to collect himself.
โWatching you leave was scary.โ
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โ โ fought. You were the toughest guy in Brooklyn long before any serum.
( Bucky let out a long, ragged breath, his voice softening into a gentle murmur against Steveโs hair. )
โ โ It was terrifying for me too. I hated every mile the ocean put between us. But you don't โ
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faction within the Department of Defence. Specifically, a senator named Ross, who has a hard-on for old military assets. Heโs the one pulling the strings under the table, using an old classification loophole to claim my pardon was signed under false pretences."
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Bucky squinted, just a little, when Mikeโs past came up. There was a hell of a lot going on under that fancy suit; Bucky could spot it a mile off. He was curious, sure, but this wasnโt the night for sob stories. Maybe another time. For now, he just picked up his beer, โ
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Mike let you size him up, just as everyone else has done to him in the past while he relaxed into the leather of the booth they were currently sitting in, taking a long swallow of his beer but never letting his eyes shift further from you than what he decided was needed with a man of your caliber but gave a confident hum of acknowledgment.
" Why don't we just say I'm both brave and incredibly lacking in the care of my life, besides with a past like mine...who would want to survive? "
He let that last sentence trail off as his eyes shifted to the wall behind you before coming back into the present and tilting his head in question as you leaned forward even more.
" Well, if we're speaking logistically a pardon doesn't actually wipe your preferable slate clean no matter what anyone does, but legally this should be easy...if you know who is trying to turn your pardon over, so do you? "
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semantic correctionโnot even pretending to be amused by the legal nitpicking. Like he needed a reminder that his record was anything but spotless. He leaned back, resting his elbows on the table to look casual, even as every muscle stayed coiled and ready.
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(He let out a breathless huff, his hands coming up to gently rest on her calf, not to push her off, but just to touch her. )
You always resort to violence when you lose a debate, Romanova. It's predictable. Sexy, but predictable.
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Didnโt say that.
( Her eyes remained locked into his, leaning over him to brush her lips against his, deliberately teasing, her seduction moves always putting him off guards. And thatโs when she attacked, a flick of her hand on his flesh wrist, letting his body crash against the floor, and before he could get up, she placed her knee against his throat, not pressing, her favorite game since the first day she did that same move. )
Soโฆ Whoโs the winner now?
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โ โ โ Your birthday? Real high-security stuff, Rogers. Stark would be crying tears of joy.
( He unlocks the device, taps the screen, and then turns it around to show Steve. )
โ โ โ There. Happy?
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( His breath hitches when Steve bites his lip, eyes darkening as he locks onto the movement and tightens his grip, completely driven crazy by it. )
โ I can back up every single word, Stevieโnow give me an order before I carry you straight to bed and bite that lip for you.
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Oh? Is that so?
Lot of strong words cominโ from you, Buck.
( he gently bit down on his bottom lip, not sure how to act with how warm he suddenly feltโฆ especially with being entirely in Buckyโs arms )
@SilentShield_ โ
( Bucky tilts his head slightly, keeping the plastic tiara perfectly balanced as he pulls Steve close. )
You're never lowly to me, Stevie. You know that... so come here and claim your royal kiss.
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( Bucky let out a low, dry chuckle, reaching up to slide the sunglasses off his face and hook them into the collar of his leather jacket before unbuckling his seatbelt. )
A honeymoon in Bali sounds a little too peaceful for us anyway...
( He rose from the co-pilot's โ
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( Natalia raised her eyes to him. God, he was incredibly irritating when he played with her nerves. The urge to punch him in the face, but also to kiss him, fought a desperate battle in every corner of her mind. )
Iโm not tensed, mind your own business.
( Her tone was sharp and distant, knowing full perfectly well that Tony had cameras installed across the teamโs jets. Her fingers danced across the various control pads as the plane began its slow but steady ascent into the sky. )
You wonโt need sunglasses, weโre not going on a honeymoon to Bali, darling.
( She snapped back, activating the autopilot before rising from her seat to check her equipment. )
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chair, trailing after her toward the equipment racks with a slow, deliberate swagger that proved her sharp tone hadn't fazed him at all. If anything, this back-and-forth was pure foreplay for the super soldier; a rush that got his pulse climbing faster than any combat โ
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