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Inktober #6- Bouquet
@bouqueueâ :Â "We have to keep running into each other like this, people are going to talk." She's working her way into dibs now. Let her call dibs, Bucky. The sex is great and she has all kinds of toys.
â Youâre not exactly helping me to keep a low profile. â Heâs sure --- if she hasnât found reason to tell someone about him already --- his presence is being rippled around town. Sooner or later, the news would reach the ears of the people heâs trying to run recon on. Maybe heâs getting tired of recon anyway, waiting for leads to fall into place. Fujiko was an unexpected variable that he had not accounted for --- and he has no real read on her, doesnât know whether sheâs harmless or more trouble than itâs worth playing along with her games for. â Shouldnât you have bodyguards, or something ? â It doesnât feel right to leave her defenceless like this.Â
She's got her chin in her hands, and a look in her eyes that's a little dangerous as she leans into the table - and closer to him. "You're staring." sent by @bouqueue .
His eyes immediately dart up to her face, and not far behind, his cheeks flush red the same as the tips of his ears. His gaze had slipped for a second, but it was a second too long and she was quick to call him out. Her . . . figure . . . was there in his periphery, contrast of skin against the darker clothes she wore making it relatively easy for him to know how much was exposed, in case his first glance upon arrival slipped his memory.Â
â Sorry, â he says, meek and more ashamed than embarrassed. â Theyâre --- I mean youâre --- sorry, you were saying ? â
@bouqueueâ   /   starter call
      "I WOULDNâT ORDER that if i were you.â izzyâs hoarse voice cuts through the chatter in the bar as he turns to the man next to him whoâs eyeing a goblet of deep read something thatâs just been slid down the counter to a man at the other end. ârumor has it, itâs mostly blood. not sure you wanna know what kind jackie uses.â        Â

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@bouqueue  :  It's summer. It's hot and humid. The kind of weather that makes you feel sticky immediately. It's not great weather to be working in, especially when your primary form of hydration is beer and coffee. David makes it work though. And by 'makes it work' I mean, he's shirtless, covered in grease and sweat, and - I mean, he's working. But he's also shirtless, again. Have fun James.
   Buckyâs at the shop. Where else would he be ? Occasionally, he makes himself useful. Heâs good for heavy lifting. Heâs not bad with the machines either, if David talks him through it. He knows how moving parts work and heâs had to be resourceful over the years. Today, heâs got his custom Ć korpion with him, in need of a clean and lubrication. He keeps to the back of the shop because he knows David doesnât deal anymore and probably doesnât need the kind of attention a guy messing around with restricted use guns in broad daylight would bring.Â
   When he wanders out front to grab himself a bottle of water from the fridge is the first time he notices David. Sun looks good on him. Dirt and sweat and hard work looks good on him. Bucky pushes the fridge door closed slowly, then leans against it, still taking in the scene of David working steadily beneath the hood of an 80s Ford. Attraction wasnât the first thing that happened between them, but it sure as hell had crept up on him over the months, starting pretty early on without rhyme or reason. Before the first time theyâd fallen asleep next to each other, before the first time theyâd made it to a bed. Not like that. He sighs. Itâs never like that, is it ?  Â
   For the most part, Bucky keeps his hands to himself. Heâs been punched in the face for showing an incremental ounce of affection, so he plays it more carefully now. Itâs not really a problem either --- he has a well controlled dick, or just a lazy one. But even heâs not lazy or immune enough to turn away from a sight like this. So he downs the entire bottle of cold water to quench his thirst, crunches up the bottle and pits it into the trash, then heads into the back to find something that needed to be torn apart or banged back together because finessing the innards of his gun was not going to keep his mind off of wanting to lick the sweat clean off of Davidâs neck.Â
âI love my wife.â In a very platonic life partner way.
âSo, my darling wife has been hard at work with the enemy. How is your success so far?â
Kai thinks himself a genius setting her loose upon those pitiful men. He had an inkling they wouldnât know what to do against a woman like her, respect or not that he hadnât deigned them the interest of meeting them himself; it was the more diplomatic move to have her handle the affair. His ego would get the better of him -- they both knew that. This arrangement allowed him to spend more time in his lab, something he ultimately preferred.Â
âI take it youâre having plenty of fun with them.â
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