care for a dance?

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“Yeah?” Brock smiled, shedding his shoes, jacket, and beginning to undo his pants. “Im not too flexible, but I’ll do my best t’ help ya out.” He smirked.

Bucky’s smile widened as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them to the ground, his gaze wandering over the others form appreciatively. “Oh, I think you’ll do just fine.. Believe me.”

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“Yeah? You must be pretty flexible, then.” Brock mused, mind going straight to the gutter. He could see it, Bucky was handsome, and looked very fit. He could only imagine what kind of positions he could get him in..

“Mmhm, more flexible than most.” He confessed with a sly smile. After a moment’s hesitation, he took a large swig of his drink and set the glass down on the bar. “I could show you a few moves, if you’d like.. We’d have to get out of here though.”

Brock grinned, swallowing the rest of his drink with ease, adams apple bobbing. “I think that sounds great.” He paid for their drinks, his hand finding its way to Bucky’s back to guide him out. “My place or yours?”

Bucky moved easily to the door with the man’s hand a welcome pressure against his back. “I live just down the block,” he offered with a smile once they were outside. “And I already have an open spot for practicing and stretching.”

“Perfect.”

The ride there was comfortable, and to say he was ready for some fun would be an understatement. He hummed, “so, how about you show me some of those stretches you’re so good at?” He asked with a teasing smirk.

Having led Brock to the windowed alcove where he practiced, Bucky's smile widened into a grin as he shed his shoes and jacket. "You know, quite a lot of them can be modified into partner stretches," Bucky mused, "but we'd definitely have to ditch the jeans - they're too.. restrictive."

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“Yeah? You must be pretty flexible, then.” Brock mused, mind going straight to the gutter. He could see it, Bucky was handsome, and looked very fit. He could only imagine what kind of positions he could get him in..

“Mmhm, more flexible than most.” He confessed with a sly smile. After a moment’s hesitation, he took a large swig of his drink and set the glass down on the bar. “I could show you a few moves, if you’d like.. We’d have to get out of here though.”

Brock grinned, swallowing the rest of his drink with ease, adams apple bobbing. “I think that sounds great.” He paid for their drinks, his hand finding its way to Bucky’s back to guide him out. “My place or yours?”

Bucky moved easily to the door with the man's hand a welcome pressure against his back. "I live just down the block," he offered with a smile once they were outside. "And I already have an open spot for practicing and stretching."

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“Yeah? You must be pretty flexible, then.” Brock mused, mind going straight to the gutter. He could see it, Bucky was handsome, and looked very fit. He could only imagine what kind of positions he could get him in..

“Mmhm, more flexible than most.” He confessed with a sly smile. After a moment’s hesitation, he took a large swig of his drink and set the glass down on the bar. “I could show you a few moves, if you’d like.. We’d have to get out of here though.”

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Bucky cocked a brow at the comment, his smile widening a hair. So Brock was a smooth talker too.. He was quickly starting to get the feeling that this night was going to be a fun one. “Well, the liquor is cheap and the company tends to be pretty good.. at least it is now.” He mused, “What about you?”

Brock hummed, “ ‘bout the same, doll.” He sipped his drink when it was given to him, giving the bartender a nod of thanks.

Bucky eyed the man for a moment as he sipped at his own drink, his gaze catching momentarily on the others Adam’s apple. “So.. what do you do for a living, Brock?”

Brock’s eyebrow raised a hair, chuckling, “That, handsome, is classified.” He winked, teasing, “special ops, actually. How ‘bout you?” He let his eyes wander the other again, mentally trying to come up with what it may be.

“Really?” Well, Brock certainly was built enough for it with shoulders like that. “Impressive,” Bucky admitted with a soft chuckle, flushing faintly at the man’s wink and wandering eyes. “I dance for the ballet company downtown.”

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Bucky cocked a brow at the comment, his smile widening a hair. So Brock was a smooth talker too.. He was quickly starting to get the feeling that this night was going to be a fun one. “Well, the liquor is cheap and the company tends to be pretty good.. at least it is now.” He mused, “What about you?”

Brock hummed, “ ‘bout the same, doll.” He sipped his drink when it was given to him, giving the bartender a nod of thanks.

Bucky eyed the man for a moment as he sipped at his own drink, his gaze catching momentarily on the others Adam's apple. "So.. what do you do for a living, Brock?"

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Chris Evans photographed by Paul Jasmin for L'Uomo Vogue, April 2017

I try not to do anything based on what other people think of me. I think most actors get into the industry because it’s fun and gives them joy. But along the way, your joy and hobby become your job. When it becomes your job, it gets infused with a sense of fear. Doing something to prove yourself is fear-based. I don’t think it’s a healthy way to work or to live your life.

#fuck #wanted opposite #Bucky is really really into the beard #and beard burn

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Bucky cocked a brow at the comment, his smile widening a hair. So Brock was a smooth talker too.. He was quickly starting to get the feeling that this night was going to be a fun one. "Well, the liquor is cheap and the company tends to be pretty good.. at least it is now." He mused, "What about you?"

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As soon as the man shuffled off, Bucky visibly relaxed, rubbing the remaining tension from the back of his neck absentmindedly. The concern in the man’s expression was certainly refreshing. “He didn’t hurt me, thankfully.. he just was a bit too persistent.” Bucky managed an amused, but gracious smile. “Thank you, by the way. Your timing was pretty perfect.”

Brock smiled, a chuckle coming from deep in his chest, “Well, good. I’m glad I could help.” He leaned against the bar, ordering himself a drink, “you want something?” He offered, looking over him casually, eyes coming back up to his face. Damn, he realized why the creep was so insistent- he’s gorgeous.

Bucky flushed faintly as the man glanced over him. After all, he would be lying if he said he didn't find the other man attractive. "Sure," he said his empty glass on the bar behind him. "Whiskey's fine." He let his own gaze flicker over the man momentarily - rough, dark, and willing to save him from an asshole? He was already close to five stars in Bucky's book. "My name's Bucky."

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As soon as the man shuffled off, Bucky visibly relaxed, rubbing the remaining tension from the back of his neck absentmindedly. The concern in the man's expression was certainly refreshing. "He didn't hurt me, thankfully.. he just was a bit too persistent." Bucky managed an amused, but gracious smile. "Thank you, by the way. Your timing was pretty perfect."

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The first half hour at the bar had gone by smoothly enough.. until this man had showed up and been utterly unable to take a hint. Now Bucky was stuck, back to the bar, with the glass of whiskey in his hands his only barrier from the man looming in front of him for an almost unbearable amount of time. He had tried every excuse in the book really, but still the creep wasn’t deterred. Finally, barely biting back a sigh, Bucky managed a stiff smile. “I’m sorry, but I have a boyfriend.”

His smile was quick to falter when the man simply shot back, “Well, he’s not here is he?”

Brock had been watching the scene play out, rather annoyed by the man’s insistence to bother the poor guy. Finally, he found the perfect moment to break it up.

“Actually, he’s right here. Now if you don’t mind, it’s time for you to back the /fuck/ up.” His hand planted firmly on the aggressors’ shoulder, putting himself between the two. Glancing back, he gave him a smile, “sorry I’m late sweetheart, has he been bothering you?”

Bucky blinked in surprise at the body which had suddenly slipped between them. It wasn't until he caught the strangers words that he understood what was happening. When said stranger flashed him a smile, Bucky couldn't help but smile in return, utterly grateful for the man's interference. "Mm, quite a bit actually." He mused, biting his lip to contain a chuckle when the creep began spluttering apologies and excuses.

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@pessimisticrpjunkie The first half hour at the bar had gone by smoothly enough.. until this man had showed up and been utterly unable to take a hint. Now Bucky was stuck, back to the bar, with the glass of whiskey in his hands his only barrier from the man looming in front of him for an almost unbearable amount of time. He had tried every excuse in the book really, but still the creep wasn't deterred. Finally, barely biting back a sigh, Bucky managed a stiff smile. "I'm sorry, but I have a boyfriend." His smile was quick to falter when the man simply shot back, "Well, he's not here is he?"

“Shh, someone will hear”

Normally, they were much better at keeping themselves under control, but after a few drinks and some provocative dancing, Bucky found himself with his arms wrapped firmly around Colin’s shoulders, his back pressed against the rough brick of the alleyway near the club. Bucky tried his best to stifle his moan, biting down hard on his bottom lip as he ground against the thigh Colin had strategically nudged between his legs. “The risk makes it fun,” He teased with a crooked smile.

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Colin grinned, watching the man pinned between the wall and pulled his lip between his teeth. “God you’re insatiable.” He murmured, working the mans pants down before he lifted him with ease and held him against the wall. He used one hand to work his own length free from his zipper and slowly pushed himself inside Bucky, giving him a moment to adjust before he kissed him hard.

As Colin lifted him, he hooked his legs around the man’s waist, pupils blown wide with desire as Colin worked at his own pants. Despite his best attempts to keep quiet, Bucky failed to contain a soft groan when Colin finally pushed into him. He returned the man’s kiss fervently, fingernails digging slightly into the flesh of Colin’s shoulders and he rocked his hips experimentally.

#itsxharris #nsfw

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“Is nothing,” Ian reassured them, his accent thick as he reached up to touch the blood coming from his lip. “I’ve had worse.” Unconcerned about the red lingering on his fingertips, Ian looked at the other and raised his eyebrows as if in disbelief. “You really thought I would let them touch what’s mine?” A few wandering hands while dancing was one thing, but some stranger deliberately grabbing at the guy Ian was bringing home like they were going to have a quickie in the bathroom was not allowed. “Come on, I need another drink now.”