#laying low

SamBucky Romance Asks

So, both you and @exbex asked for cuddling and it 😂 it kind of became an over 4K fic, so I thought I would make it into an AO3 fic. It's also for the @sambuckylibrary's TFATWS Anniversary Event 2024 for the prompt "Laying Low", though I guess it could have worked for "Reunite in Wakanda" too 😂 Anyways, I hope y'all both enjoy! 🥰

Want to Live in Your Personal Space

| Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: E | WC: 4.4K |

Summary: After a mission where he hadn't slept in days, Sam Wilson makes the very impulsive decision to meet Bucky Barnes in the town he recently moved to in Wakanda.

Excerpt:

Sam wondered if he looked like he was making a bad decision to these two random strangers. The elderly woman looked Sam up and down, smiled knowingly, and asked in Xhosa, “Meeting a lover? Or leaving one?” Sam. Didn’t know how to respond to that. All he knew was his face was burning as the train pulled into the station.

I could go on haha.

"By all means darling."  Julian’s mouth twists into an enticing grin.

"I know, I know" she sheepishly stutters, her eyes darting up to him again. "I just ... don't know.. how to kiss..." 

Keziah frantically waves her hands in a dismissive gesture.

"I mean, I know how but I'm not sure if I know how to do it right."

Julian leans back and let's out a great guffaw. This makes Keziah cover her face again, ears blushing and warm from embarrassment.  His robust laughter was just so charming. Keziah, trying to find her words gently waves her hands. 

“I just don't want it to be gross for you.”  She says, still blushing

“Darling I’m a doctor. I’ve been on a ship for months on end with unbathed pirates. I have tales that would make your hair stand on end. I know gross, and I know a thing or two about kissing.“  Julian gives her a knowing wink

Keziah sits on the bed next to him. Heart racing with uncertainty, doubt, anticipation and perhaps something else.

“I mean, Asra has tried to kiss me a few times but it just.. doesn't feel right.  You know?”

He laughs slightly.  She had never felt this way with Asra. She had wondered if she could even feel desire at all. This was different though. Like some one had lit a fire beneath her. 

“can we.. try?” She asks hesitantly 

 In a moment of bravery, she leans in to Julian, putting one hand on his chest, blushing at the feeling of thick hair beneath her fingers. How odd.

“I’ve been waiting all evening for that very thing, my dear.”

She thinks for a moment about how to angle her head and decides that it feels the natural slightly tilted to the left. 

“Okay,” she whispers. “Teach me.” 

Julian cups her cheek softly. His movements steady as to not to frighten her like a fawn. He leans his head opposite to her and closes his eyes. Keziah follows. She waits for the first touch of his lips and then suddenly, she feels it. It’s soft and warm. Comforting and natural. The sensation tickles. She can't help but smile at this new exciting feeling. Then the warm sensation leaves and she opens her eyes.  

“How was that.” Julian says letting go of her face.

“I don't know.” She bights her lip. “But I would like to try again.”

He moves in a little faster this time. Again she feels the warm sensation. This time he moves against her top lip. She tries to be brave with moving her mouth like his. He tastes deep and complex. Like nothing she had ever tasted before. For a moment she worries about how she tastes to him.  Noticing her sudden discomfort, he breaks away.

“That's another thing we have in common. Asra just didn't do it for us.”  Julian wiggles his eyebrows mischievously.  To this, Keziah smacks his chest.

“You're absolutely horrible!” she says.

Julian wraps his arms around her, laughing as he does. 

“I hope that witch doesn't have his third ear on us. He would give me a real whooping.”

In the kitchen, Mezalinka smiles to herself. She wipes her hands on her apron and picks up a trusty old wooden spoon.