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Slowly waking up as he stretched, Sam rolled over and was surprised to see that the side of Bucky's bed was empty. He was a little surprised. It was a Saturday morning, there was no reason why Bucky shouldn't still be in bed at this hour.
"Bucky?" Sam called in the direction of the living room, with no answer.
After a few minutes, Sam heard the door to the house open and close. He straightened up in their bed to see Bucky enter the room a few moments later. His lover started to take off his sweater on the doorstep when he saw that Sam was watching him.
"Oh, you're awake?" exclaimed Bucky as he continued to undress under Sam's appreciative eye, "I thought you'd still be sleeping when I got home."
Noticing Bucky's flushed cheeks and nose and even some flakes on his hair Sam asked, "Did it snow?"
Bucky nodded, "Yes quite a bit as Carlos predicted."
Sam, a little confused, asked, "Then why did you go out?"
"Well, Carlos complained of a sore back, and since he's been very helpful in getting me integrated with the people at the port, I thought I'd show my appreciation by clearing the path in front of his house."
Sam smiled, looking fondly at Bucky, "You're a good man James Bucky Barnes. Sometimes I don't tell you that enough." Bucky's cheeks turned even redder but not from the cold this time.
Sam, not seeming to notice, continued, "When I invited you to stay, I never thought you and old Carlos would become best buddies."
Once Bucky was only in his underwear, Sam lifted the comforter, "Come on, let's get you warm, love."
Bucky was quick to do so and slid under the comforter. He sighed with pleasure as he felt Sam's body heat against him and his arms close around him.
"Hmmm that feels good." he grunted appreciatively as he buried his nose in the neck of Sam who laughed, "Your nose is icy!"
Bucky lifted his head and gently kissed Sam before burying his nose in his neck again with a giggle prompting another laugh from Sam.
Sam pushed him away a little saying, "Bucky! You stop right now! It tickles!"
Bucky laughed, then with a cheeky expression, brushing the tip of his nose against Sam's neck, he said, "hmm... what am I going to do with this valuable information now?".
Sam took on a falsely outraged look, "Bucky, no! I forbid you!"
Bucky pinned Sam under the comforter and straddled him, immediately making use of this new information.
For a few moments, the room echoed with Sam's unbridled laughter and pleas. Then Bucky leaned forward and took Sam's head in his hands.
He nearly gasped at the sight of Sam, his eyes glistening, his cheeks flushed and his breath shortened as he laughed so hard.
He whispered, "Do you surrender, doll?"
Sam nodded before putting his arms around Bucky's neck to bring his face closer to his.
Bucky, still framing Sam's face with his hands, pressed a tender kiss to his lips.
"There's still so much I need to find out about you, Sam, my angel fallen from heaven. You never cease to amaze me."
Sam replied with a sweet smile, " Good, then you'll never get tired of me."
"If there's one thing I'm sure of, my angel, it's that I'll never get tired of you," Bucky whispered as he captured his lover's lips in a passionate kiss once more.