It’s nice. Really nice. Sam in his arms, falling asleep, waking up to Sam still there before the panic that he might be alone even gets a chance to take root.
The rest would be embarrassing — the part where Sam touches him for just a moment and he's already hard even though he has no energy to follow through, isn't even clear on whether or not Sam would want that, the part where Sam guides him inside and just holds him there — if Bucky were less exhausted. Less touch starved.
He cares about Sam a lot. Remembers, now, cajoling Steve to take him to the In Between bar just so he could look at the bartender and daydream. That was ages ago. Does Sam remember him, too?
He's afraid to ask. Recognizes he's not in much of a position to offer anything, anyway. He falls asleep again like that, in Sam's arm, inside Sam's body, until he wakes up, blinking.
"Sam." Quiet, but insisten. "I'm gonna... if you don't want me to, I'm..." Embarrassment colors his features as Bucky tries to remember how to breathe. He doesn't want to cum inside of Sam if Sam doesn't want him to, feels a little pathetic even then — they're not having sex, neither of them is moving — but his body is nearing release.
If Sam becomes disgusted with him it might break his heart even further. He's terrified of that. Even more than he was afraid of Sam's indifference.
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Date: 2022-12-21 05:49 pm (UTC)The rest would be embarrassing — the part where Sam touches him for just a moment and he's already hard even though he has no energy to follow through, isn't even clear on whether or not Sam would want that, the part where Sam guides him inside and just holds him there — if Bucky were less exhausted. Less touch starved.
He cares about Sam a lot. Remembers, now, cajoling Steve to take him to the In Between bar just so he could look at the bartender and daydream. That was ages ago. Does Sam remember him, too?
He's afraid to ask. Recognizes he's not in much of a position to offer anything, anyway. He falls asleep again like that, in Sam's arm, inside Sam's body, until he wakes up, blinking.
"Sam." Quiet, but insisten. "I'm gonna... if you don't want me to, I'm..." Embarrassment colors his features as Bucky tries to remember how to breathe. He doesn't want to cum inside of Sam if Sam doesn't want him to, feels a little pathetic even then — they're not having sex, neither of them is moving — but his body is nearing release.
If Sam becomes disgusted with him it might break his heart even further. He's terrified of that. Even more than he was afraid of Sam's indifference.