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darling, i can see your heartbeat through your teeth by answered
Fandoms: Captain America (Anthony Mackie Movies), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe
13 Mar 2025
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Ten, fifteen years ago, Sam could've never imagined that his rogue search for Steve's friend would develop the way it had, into this strong, unwavering, nebulous thing they carefully skirted.
But…buddy? Was that all? Sam hadn’t thought so. Sure, they’d never said it explicitly, had never brought it out into the open, so maybe, to Bucky, buddy was it. Best buddy, even.
It had hurt more than Sam thought it would, to have confirmation that this thing he was so sure of was one-sided. Maybe Sam’s deep-seated belief that they were building a life together, that they were a double-sided arrow pointing unfailingly towards a them, was just his alone, not something shared between him and Bucky like he’d thought.
No…like he’d hoped.
Maybe that was what hurt the most: to hope, to believe in something even beyond the point of logic, to give himself over to that quiet desire, the comfort they traded so easily between them, the home they’d built. Sam muffled a sob, though he was—alone. There was no one around to hear him cry, but even the sound was too much to his own ears.
How could he have let himself get so carried away?
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~~This almost broke my heart with Sam at the beginning but OMG, the middle made me fall in love with these two all over again and then the end, whoa that was fucking hot! My Favorite Part's~~
His eyes caught anxiously on the shifting shadows moving across his ceiling. He couldn’t deny it any further: this time—like so many times before—the thing keeping him awake was one James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky. Typical.
Besides, whatever fascination Sam held, he'd known it wasn't mutual. Not really. Once Sam finally made it down to Delacroix, Bucky had made that pretty clear. Though Steve had left them for the past, Bucky would always have him, a brother beyond blood, and Sam just couldn't compare. With text after text gone unanswered, Sam had learned the hard way that shared battles and a mutual friend wouldn’t be enough to hold them tight and together. Still, it stung, being left on delivered by Bucky those first six months after they parted.
Sam had thought, at the very least, with all they’d gone through, that they were friends. At least that much. God, Sam had just really needed a friend.
the way the Super Soldier had come to life in Louisiana, had slotted himself so seamlessly and so completely into Sam’s entire life, into his family, his community, his home…his heart…
They had really started to build a life together there. Once Bucky had made it known, not in words but in his increasing proximity, in the hard-won smile he let show more and more, that the only way he’d leave Louisiana or Sam’s side would be if Sam asked, Sam had gone all in. Truthfully, he had been all in a decade ago, the very minute he decided to abandon his normal civilian life in search of Steve’s friend, but he’d learned not to show all his cards, so he didn’t, erred on the side of coworker-turned-friend-turned-partner in everything, except that one thing he was just too afraid to ask for. Bucky was recovering, would be recovering for a long time, and Sam couldn’t make that choice for him, so he took whatever fleeting shows of intimacy he could get.
And it had been glorious. Really.They were uncles …together. Not married, not together in the way Sam desperately ached for, but their lives so inextricably intertwined, so wrapped up in each other, that Sam had known, even if it took some time, that they would get there. They would. He believed it with every bit of his desperate soul, and Bucky, who was sincere, earnest, protective, but so scarce with his words that he’d never say it, Sam knew he believed it, too.
Eventually Sam’s tears stopped, and when they did, Bucky continued, “Sam, sweetheart, what’s going on?”
Sweetheart . The sound of it hurt, but Sam had cried himself dry.“Sam, I really need you to tell me what’s going on.” His eyes, those god damn blue eyes that could pierce every bit of Sam’s soul, were beseeching, begging for even a hint into what he was hiding. Bucky's hands tightened against his hips, begging. “As much as I’d like to, sweetheart, I can’t read your mind, and I’m worried. You have to let me in.”
“The tea…just let me…”
“Fuck the tea, Sam, I need you to talk to me. What the hell is going on in that head of yours?”“I’m in love with you too, buddy.”
“Asshole.”Bucky tilted his head up, so their eyes met. “Sam, baby, I’m the world’s greatest sidekick. I live to give you everything you want. Don’t you know that? Don’t you know all you ever have to do is ask?”
“So are you gonna do the shorts too or…”
Bucky leaned over Sam, smiling slyly as he said, “Of course you’d be a bratty bottom. Why am I not surprised?”Bucky gulped with visible effort. His voice was raw when he said, “To worship you. Take you apart." His eyes darkened. Sam bit his lip, prepared himself. "I'd fucking ruin you if you let me, Sammy."
bratty bottom meets a fucking rock of a man. If Bucky wasn’t surprised, then neither was Sam. He’d seen the way Bucky looked at him during the sharpest moments of their banter, had seen the way his eyes would glint wickedly whenever Sam pushed him, like all he wanted sometimes was to—
Put Sam in his goddamn place.
“Please, baby, I need you to fuck me. Please. Please.” Whatever else Sam babbled was beyond him.“ Ho-oly fuck , baby. I don’t know if I can take it. You’re fucking big.”
“Yeah?” Bucky’s face tightened with the effort to keep himself still as he bottomed out, but Sam still clocked the smug pride and amusement coloring his face pink, the tongue peeking out the corner of his bitten, kiss-worn lips. “And you’re really fucking tight, doll, but I think you can take it. You’re made for it, sweetheart. Made for me.” -
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