[ It doesn't matter that Bucky can't say it out loud yet; this is worth just as much. Seeing Bucky laugh, feeling him be happy, knowing that Sam was the cause of that? Sam doesn't really have the words to say how much that means to him, either.
So instead he leans into the arm Bucky curls around him, tangling his fingers absently in the fabric of Bucky's disguise, and helpfully supplying his mental image of Bucky with a flower crown - the birds are very important here okay. ]
(It's never a waste of time when I'm with you.) [ Yeah, he knows exactly how cheesy that was, but his grin doesn't fade until he leans in to let Bucky kiss him, kissing him back slow and easy, like they got all the time in the world. ]
[Bucky's about to say that it was Sam who suggested they make a flower crown, but then Sam crosses the rest of the distance between them. In his mind, they do have all the time in the world, but the truth is that he's been away from his guard post for too long. It wouldn't do to have guards disappearing into diplomats' tents for extended periods of time. Slow and easy is so nice, so them, even as Bucky returns the kiss with an intensity unbefitting the situation.
His fingers curl tighter in Sam's disguise, pulling his broodmate closer.
He always wants more from Sam, perhaps too much more.]
[ Sam doesn’t give a shit about Bucky having to be at his guard post, honestly, or about the other envoys might think about a guard disappearing into his diplomat’s quarters. He’s pretty sure he’s already got that reputation, with how close he is with his “guards.”
If it gives him an excuse to stay sequestered away with Bucky for a little bit longer, he’s gonna take it.
When Bucky ramps up the intensity, Sam responds in kind, letting Bucky pull him in and moving as close as he can get, fingers pressed into Bucky’s back. He shifts a little, tugging Bucky in even closer, even if it basically means trying to coax Bucky into his lap.
As far as he’s concerned, there’s no damn thing as too much, not with Bucky. ]
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So instead he leans into the arm Bucky curls around him, tangling his fingers absently in the fabric of Bucky's disguise, and helpfully supplying his mental image of Bucky with a flower crown - the birds are very important here okay. ]
( It's never a waste of time when I'm with you. ) [ Yeah, he knows exactly how cheesy that was, but his grin doesn't fade until he leans in to let Bucky kiss him, kissing him back slow and easy, like they got all the time in the world. ]
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His fingers curl tighter in Sam's disguise, pulling his broodmate closer.
He always wants more from Sam, perhaps too much more.]
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If it gives him an excuse to stay sequestered away with Bucky for a little bit longer, he’s gonna take it.
When Bucky ramps up the intensity, Sam responds in kind, letting Bucky pull him in and moving as close as he can get, fingers pressed into Bucky’s back. He shifts a little, tugging Bucky in even closer, even if it basically means trying to coax Bucky into his lap.
As far as he’s concerned, there’s no damn thing as too much, not with Bucky. ]