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The mission was quite simple: follow two suspects working with the Hydra during the day and discover their base, or even a meeting place. Zemo would follow them overland, disguised in a hideous American tourist outfit and pretending he was taking pictures of Italian statues and buildings while in fact he would be photographing the pair and collecting as much information as possible. Bucky would do much of the same, but following from afar and in the shadows, ensuring that Zemo was safe and the suspects were always in sight. Sam would be the backup, staying out of sight and monitoring everything from afar.
The morning of the mission was calm and peaceful, with the trio waking up tangled up in the thin, cool sheets. Zemo and Bucky were lying on either side of Sam's chest, using his pecs as soft pillows, his hands on his stomach and his legs a complete mess. Sam grunted as he started to wake up, feeling the weight of his partners on top of him and smiled when he saw them; he ran a hand through Zemo's brown hair, feeling the softness of the strands, reaching down to caress his soft cheek, then his parted lips and down to touch the freckles that dotted his neck and shoulder. Then he switched his attention to Bucky. Bucky who was happier than ever. Bucky who kissed them and smiled at them, all dimplesand wrinkles around his eyes, Bucky who took care of the stray cats and who learned the recipes from Sam's mother and Zemo's land just to cook for them. Sam wanted to lean down and kiss them, but the position didn't help much, so he continued to run his fingers through soft strands of hair and clean skin.
Slowly, feeling the big hand touching him, Zemo woke up. He grunted a moan and shifted, burying his face deeper into Sam's chest and squeezing his waist. Sam reached down to Helmut's back, caressing the bare expanse of freckled skin, feeling with his fingertips the bite marks Bucky had applied between the smaller man's shoulder blades. Zemo shifted further and took a light bite of Sam's nipple, who snorted and chuckled at the Sokovian. Zemo lifted his face from Sam's chest, this time resting his chin on the dark skin and looking at Sam with big sleepy brown eyes, his brows furrowed from being woken up.
"Good morning, Princess."- Sam hummed as he used his thumb to wipe the sleep residue from Zemo's eyes, taking the opportunity to give a soft squeeze to a smooch cheek.
“Good morning, Samuel. May I know why you're already awake?-”Helmut's voice was heavier than Sam's, thick with sleep. He bent down to touch his cheek and moved his face to kiss his partner's open palm, moving his body higher to place a kiss at the corner of Sam's lips.
“We have that mission today, princess. The sooner we get ready, the sooner we get there and the quicker we get it over with. By the way, Joaquin called yesterday to let us know to go to the meeting point at 10, and I know how you like having time to get ready. He looked a little anxious."- Sam explained as he moved his own face to kiss Zemo's neck , who sighed happily and let out a weak moan when Sam ran his tongue over a hickey mark on his throat. He would have to use an absurd amount of foundation to cover the marks, as he couldn't wear a turtleneck shirt in the Italian heat.
“We are professionals, Sam. We've done missions like this dozens of times and we'll do it a thousand more times, Joaquin has to get used to it."- Zemo replied as he looked into Sam's eyes, caressing the bones of his cheeks with his fingertips.
"Joaquin has to get used to what?"- Bucky mumbled, still half asleep, moving a little higher to bury his nose in Sam's neck, the fleshy hand squeezing his boyfriend's waist, the metal arm disconnected and placed on top of the bedside table; there were nights when Bucky preferred to sleep without him, like this one, but he always kept his arm within reach, and the other two men knew that it was also a sign of trust, a way for Bucky to say he felt secure enough to show vulnerability .
"With Sam being just ours."- Zemo purred and Sam gave him a weak pat on the arm, making the baron smile. He felt so good there, so loved and warm... who knew they would end up like this after all they'd been through...
"That's good. I don't share my Sammy with anyone else, except my doll, of course.”- Bucky replied as he blindly groped for Zemo's hand, which he quickly grabbed and pulled towards him to place a kiss on the folds of his fingers.
"You two have to stop teasing Quin, he's a great guy and he's trying very hard to accompany us on missions."- Sam replied and gave a playful flick to Bucky's temple, who grunted and sat up in bed, hair sticking out in all directions and pouting sleepy face.
"Okay, but if he hits on you I'll turn him into chicken soup."- Bucky joked still with a frown on his face and Zemo laughed, kissing each of them on the cheek and getting up from the bed, stretching. The two men followed with their eyes the line of spine and the kisses and bite marks on Helmut's body, looking down at the soft waist and thick thighs, up again and stopping at the clothed ass.
“Could the gentlemen stop looking at my ass and start getting ready? We still have to prepare the equipment and have breakfast.”- Zemo spoke and looked over his shoulder, capturing the looks and smiles of the lovers. Bucky and Sam just continued to stare unabashedly and the super soldier gave him a wink full of promise.
Zemo sighed affectionately and started to walk away, but a grunt from Bucky caught his attention and he turned to see his boyfriend with his hand outstretched towards him. Letting out another sigh and smiling out of the corner of his lips, Zemo took the few steps back towards the bed and soon found himself being hugged tightly by the super soldier, his fleshly hand on the small of his back as James kissed him hard, his warm lips touching his with affection and adoration. They parted some time later and Bucky moved to kiss Sam, still holding Zemo tightly.
"Are you finished?" -Zemo asked with a raised eyebrow and James smiled, releasing him from his grip and letting him walk to the bathroom for a shower. The other two men soon followed and the three quickly washed under the cool spray of water, then left the bathroom to get dressed and have breakfast.
Sam laughed openly when he saw the flowered shirt, khaki shorts, glasses and hat that made up the Baron's disguise, and Bucky tried at all costs to clean the makeup Zemo put on his neck to hide the soldier's lovemarks, but gave up when Zemo started spraying water on it with the plant spray. After organizing everything and getting ready, checking the equipment and going over the entire plan, the three got into a car to the meeting point, finding Torres and positioning themselves. Bucky and Zemo kissed Sam when they parted and walked away talking about what they would eat for dinner. Sam smiled.
He was a very lucky guy.