the real question is how did bucky / @owinterer get his hands on snapchat /silly
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the real question is how did bucky / @owinterer get his hands on snapchat /silly
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Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.
❝ Is it wrong to find you hot when you murdered my grandparents? You're also looking extra winter murderey tonight..❞
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"@owinterer, what de hell man." Hands on hips, shaking his head. "Bad pun... brut." He's trying to not smile. Remy is trying really hard.
@owinterer // from this n.sfw starter call here
Scott isn't ashamed of hickeys. In fact he likes giving them just as much as he likes receiving them. What he didn't love was the whole team teasing him for the ENTIRE day about his hickies. He can't see the hickies due to his impaired vision, however he's been told that he's he has a rather colorful trail of hickies along his neck and along his collarbones.
Scott may not be able to see what the hickies look like but he can feel them, for certain. Bucky is good at replenishing his hickies too, lips ghosting along Scott's skin as they embrace. "I missed you too," he assures Bucky, a satisfied sigh slipping forth as Bucky continues to leave a trail of kisses across his skin, hands urging Scott out of his shirt.
Scott has more hickies where his team can't see, places such as his chest and hips. "Mhm feels good," he murmurs, using the sleeve of Bucky's shirt to tug him closer. Scott dips forward, taking a moment to kiss along Bucky's cheek and neck. He may not see the hickies on Bucky's skin but he can feel how the hickies make Bucky shudder in eager anticipation.
And speaking of anticipation... Bucky seems to have something specific in mind, pausing his kisses to guide Scott to his bedroom. As they both bounce against the mattress he adjusts, crawling into Bucky's lap and smothering Bucky in kisses. As a kiss against Bucky's flesh shoulder turns into a playful bite he feels the energy shift, and soon enough he finds himself back in Bucky's lap, this time both of them minus their pants and underwear.
As Scott works with Bucky to guide him inside he can't help but groan as Bucky nips his shoulder as he bottoms out. He gets another nip of approval as he starts to roll his hips. "I think I needed this just as much as you did," Scott confesses, breath light and quick as he starts to ride Bucky faster.
@owinterer "I hope there's a story to go with that face?"
"The story is that a guy got a lucky shot in at me, okay?"
Kate tries to sniffle, but it only makes the pain in her face throb even harder. "God what I wouldn't give for powers right now."
@owinterer liked for a thing!
Normally he got to be alone when everyone else was a sleep, but every now and then someone else was awake to. In this case? It was James clearly. "Rough night?" Zemo asked as he looked back at the soldier, well aware that he himself was probably the last person that James wanted to talk to.
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❝ You're such a bastard. Anyone ever tell you that? ❞ A good friend? Who could ever tell with this guy? Seemed like if you got close enough he'd disappear or throw you out of a window. Clint glares at the man. Brushing himself off and inspecting his bow. If it was anyone else he’d keep up the dumb blonde act. Crack a few jokes, but damn it James didn’t get under his skin. Seems like the only thing they had in common half the time was the women they dated. And if that wasn’t a grudge Clint was holding then he was dead in the ground.
❝ Watch yourself. I’ll sell your arm for scrap and buy a mini fridge with the money. ❞
@owinterer - SC.