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dropped muses: johnny storm, lance tucker, ella anderson, joey tribbiani, leon kennedy, sam winchester

kept muses: steve rogers ( brooklynsoul ), bucky barnes ( vintagesniper ), tj hammond ( mostlylows ), sawyer moore ( bakinghistory ), cameron forrest ( starscaping ), chris beck ( aresdoc ), peggy carter ( knownvalue )

dropped muses: johnny storm, lance tucker, ella anderson, joey tribbiani, leon kennedy, sam winchester

kept muses: steve rogers ( brooklynsoul ), bucky barnes ( vintagesniper ), tj hammond ( mostlylows ), sawyer moore ( bakinghistory ), cameron forrest ( in progress ), chris beck ( aresdoc ), peggy carter ( knownvalue )

dropped muses: johnny storm, lance tucker, ella anderson, joey tribbiani, leon kennedy, sam winchester

kept muses: steve rogers ( brooklynsoul ), bucky barnes ( vintagesniper ), tj hammond ( mostlylows ), sawyer moore ( bakinghistory ), cameron forrest ( in progress ), chris beck ( in progress ), peggy carter ( knownvalue )

dropped muses: johnny storm, lance tucker, ella anderson, joey tribbiani, leon kennedy, sam winchester

kept muses: steve rogers ( brooklynsoul ), bucky barnes ( vintagesniper ), tj hammond ( mostlylows ), sawyer moore ( in progress ), cameron forrest ( in progress ), chris beck ( in progress ), peggy carter ( knownvalue )

dropped muses: johnny storm, lance tucker, ella anderson, joey tribbiani, leon kennedy, sam winchester

kept muses: steve rogers ( brooklynsoul ), bucky barnes ( vintagesniper ), tj hammond ( mostlylows ), sawyer moore ( in progress ), cameron forrest ( in progress ), chris beck ( in progress ), peggy carter ( in progress )

HIS BLUSH DOESN’T GO AWAY EASILY. steve knows bucky’s teasing him ; sometimes it feels like that’s his friend’s favorite past-time. and in a way, he loves the teasing. he knows it comes from a place of love and that it’s bucky’s way of showing affection. still, the idea that he could be drawing naked dames in his sketchbook makes him blush. he rolls his eyes in response and heads over to the table. he sits down and savors the smell of the hot dog. it doesn’t happen often that they’re able to have this pleasure. he’s going to savor it for all it’s worth. ❝ thank you for this, buck. ❞ he tells him sincerely while the other is busy chewing. just as he thinks his flush is going away, it reawakens at bucky’s next words. he gives a soft sound and takes a bite of his hot dog in lieu of answering. finally he has to say something, and after he swallows he sighs. ❝ i don’t know, bucky. i’m sure you could, but … i don’t want to bring you, or her down. ‘m sure she’s a nice lady, and she doesn’t deserve that. ❞

.｡*ﾟ+.｡.:*☆ *.｡       PERHAPS UNFORTUNATE CONVERSATION   ;   to speak of delicious savors straight after stamina inducing sprints,    cobbles surely holding imprint of sneakers pounding park,    veil of sweat that shrouds form evidence enough of adequate exercise.    calories burned that should not be instantly replaced by sweet treats   –   no matter how much they tempt,   tempt,  tempt like snake within adam  &  eve’s glorious garden.   on the other hand,   perhaps it is the perfect antidote to salivating hunger   &  the grumble of need within stomach.    that now   ??    craves beautiful bakes crafted by the younger man’s hands.    idiotic,   how you have never indulged in sawyer’s offerings before    (   even if knowledge churns strong:   they will be nothing short of perfection.   &   your mother would be proud   –   )    ,      perhaps no grander time than this very moment   ??    stomach empty   &   hunger reaching fever pitch.       ❝   how about now  ??     ‘cause honestly,   all this talk of food is driving me insane.  ❞   emerald hues glisten in gaze towards the other,   right hand patting gently ‘pon shirt-covered stomach.     ❝     just   –    it’s not a lemon centric bakery,   right   ??    sawy ‘n’ his lemons isn’t the best combo  …   ❞    nor the best unintentional innuendo,  mister hunt   !!

In that moment, Bucky couldn’t quite remember how this little ‘game’ had come up but he was more than eager to play. Either way, it’d end in both their favors but Bucky’s competitive side demanded he be the one to ‘win’. “Oh, I know the rules, and I will love to see you lose.” Watching TJ strip, Bucky was impressed the other man was already hard. Okay, this may be more difficult than he anticipated. Still, he had the patience and restraint to not cave immediately. 

Settling onto the bed alongside TJ, Bucky’s laid with his head towards the foot of the bed, feet beside the pillows to get the best vantage point. He laid on his side which didn’t help to camouflage the semi beginning to tent his jeans. Bucky licks his lips as TJ begins touching himself. It feels dirty and voyeuristic and that makes it that much more arousing. The eye contact though… that makes his dick twitch in his pants. He tries to keep up his best poker face but his eyes are dark and hungry, already enjoying the show TJ’s putting on. “You look good like this.”

TJ’s moans shake Bucky down to the bone and he wonders if TJ has any experience playing this little game because he’s making all the right moves. That little confession has him drawing in a ragged breath, he could feel every muscle in his body tightening and his dick was fully hard and throbbing. It’s only losing if they touch one another, so Bucky sits up for a moment, rapidly stripping down before settling back into his spot on the bed. “That the only time you jerked off thinking about me?” It was playing dirty but Bucky had to know. “I mighta pictured your mouth on me a time or two.” 

            The tension in the air seemed to slowly DISSIPATE, and the veteran found himself relaxing, leaning back against the booth. T.J.’s question made him smile, “ I’d like to think we’re more than just okay. ” Hopefully they still would be, even when he spilled the BEANS about his own sordid history, and the other male wouldn’t go running for the hills.

            To show that he really meant it, though, he leaned over the table to brush his lips against the other mans cheek in a brief KISS. Sitting back down, he glanced back down at the menu, “ Oh! They have a list of different tea here, including jasmine tisane. ” He’d never noticed before, having only been in once or twice; but HERBAL TEA, he’d found, helped some of the inflammation he felt in his left shoulder where plain old Tylenol didn’t.

            “ I think I’ll order that and MAYBE try the Crème Caramel—do you know what you’d like? ” He asked, looking up with a sunny smile. It felt good to be out again, around other people… ESPECIALLY with T.J.