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between motel sheets
pairing: sam wilson/steve rogers
rating: m
word count: 2.9k
summary: Turns out, it's not so hard to find someone with shared life experience. Only, it's that experience that throws a wrench into what's brewing between Sam and Steve.
a/n: for @samsseptember day one: free day!
ao3 link
Anyone else read that Sambucky fic 'Sunday Mornings'?
It's the one where Bucky is a photographer and needs a model and Steve's asks him to watch over/keep occupied Sam, who may or may not be dating Steve, or they might’ve broken up, because they're both telling different stories. And Bucky starts develop a little crush. Drama ensues. There's dancing in a club. 😄👌
It's by an Anonymous author, but it's so good, and as yet unfinished.
Anyway, more people should go read it and leave comments because the last two comments are both from me and I don't want to be creepy or a pest by bothering the author repeatedly. 😂😅😅
But I need to know how it ends!
light my fire by liloau for @jbarneswilson 💜 @starspangledsecretsanta
Explicit | 3,029 words Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson
Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Holidays, Meet the Family, Teasing, Public Display of Affection, Oral Sex, Domestic Fluff Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot
Summary:
It had been a long time since Sam had someone to share the holidays with, but this year things were different.
READ IT HERE ON AO3!
My Sam Wilson Bingo Round 2 Masterpost
I GOT A BLACKOUT FOR MY @samwilsonbingo ROUND 2 CARD! You can check out my entire collection of fills here, or you may also look through all the specific links to the fics down below with some general info on them:
I wrote a fic for @black-characters-matter-fest and made this Sam art for the fic.
Title: Draw Your Heart
Pairing: Sam/Steve
Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Getting Together, Fluff, First Kiss, Flirting, POV Sam Wilson, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson is a Gift
Summary: Sam housesits for Steve for a couple of days and while doing some snooping finds Steve’s sketchbooks that are full of sketches of him. Does this mean Steve likes him?
Word Count: 1439 words
You can read "Draw Your Heart" on AO3
okay love i am sending a prompt but also i am too shy for smut so if you’d like to do spooning!! just spooning as in cuddles!! i’d gladly take that
I understand and I love you <3
Sam settles into bed with the book he’s been reading by 9:40 PM. Honestly it’s earlier than he has any other night that week, stuff needing to be done at the VA or just other tasks or errands that have all piled up to this week.
Even now on a Friday night he finds himself sighing as he rests his eyes for a moment as he lets the tension seep out of him. Next week will be better, not as many things planned. Heading into the weekend, he can spend it mostly at home with his boyfriend, maybe have a date night.
Getting engrossed in his book, the only distraction proving to be the front door opening and the clattering of noises coming from down stairs, sounding the arrival home of said boyfriend. Listening as the door shuts, two clunks of boots settling by the door, he glances towards the clock on the night stand and finds glowing numbers reading back 10:51 PM.
Honestly he’s surprised he’s home so early, having gone out to drink with Sharon, Carol, and Thor. Something they do every other weekend if they can. Usually Sam joins them, but didn’t feel up to it, just wanting to be comfortable at home after a long week. Placing the bookmark back in the book, putting it down on the nightstand as he tries to fight the smile growing across his face as he hears the heavy footsteps clambering up the stairs, a curse muttered here and there.
It isn’t long before a blonde head, furrowed brow, and the tall form of his boyfriend is heading into their bedroom soft glow of the lamp beside Sam casting him golden, warm hues. He’s muttering something under his breath, something Sam doesn’t catch, but he’s sure it was something along the lines of, “Stupid stairs, who decided we should buy a house with stairs.”
“Careful there. Pretty sure that was your choice.” Sam chuckles as Steve looks up and blinks once, twice, almost surprised to see Sam awake and waiting for him.
Frown dissipating nonetheless, a grin that rivals the brightness of the sun spreads across Steve’s face, eyes crinkling as he makes his way over to the bed. “Sam.” He breathes, crawling onto the bed and over to him, as if staying away for a moment longer would be the worst kind of hell.
Grunting as Steve tumbles into him, burying his face against the side of Sam’s neck as he grabs onto him, Sam gives a soft laugh as he throws an arm around Steve’s waist, running his other hand through golden soft strands. “Yeah, it’s me.”
Steve hums as he nuzzles Sam’s neck, pulling away and gazing tenderly at Sam. “Missed you.”
Sam rolls his eyes, but his heart still warms at the soft admission, sure it makes its way into his voice as he teases, “It was just a couple of hours, you sap, but I missed your dumbass too.”
Steve giggles at that, rolling onto his back as he closes his eyes for a moment. “Yeah. Missed you too.” Steve murmurs, clearly a bit more out of it as he hums again, turning his head to face him, tender expression still across his face.
Tenderness matching Steve’s across his own face, Sam leans over to the nightstand to turn the lamp off, the previous soft glow of the room turning to a quiet darkness. Turning back to face Steve, he reaches out, arms circling Steve’s slim waist, possibly the only small thing about him, and pulls Steve towards him.
Getting the idea, Steve rolls onto his side, curling to fit in Sam’s hold more as he lets out a yawn that disperses into softer laughter. “Y’gonna be the big spoon?”
Smirking to himself, pressing a soft kiss to Steve’s hair and cuddling closer, Sam presses his temple to the back of Steve’s head. “Aren’t I always?”
Steve gives a sound that’s more of a snort than a giggle, but it’s happy nonetheless. “Yeah, y’are. Love you, Sammy.”
Voice growing quieter, Sam isn’t surprised that Steve is already falling asleep, warm, happy, and safe in Sam’s arms. Humming softly and squeezing him closer, Sam lets out a happy sigh as he gives a final kiss to Steve’s neck, “Love you too, always, Steve.”
also wrote another lil something based on this so read both here!
Title: you are the angel atop my tree, you are my dream come true Type of work: fic/art Word count: 2.6K Pairings/Characters: Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers Rating: Teen and Up Giftee: cinni Warnings: No warnings apply Summary: Sam and Steve spend Christmastime together through the years.
See it here!
Title: everytime you smile I feel tremors in my heart Pairings/Characters: Sam/Steve Rating: T Wordcount: 3076 Prompt #: S44 Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary: Steve finds himself immersed in Sam's music collection. Turns out he and teenaged Sam have a lot in common.
Can a box of mixtapes, an old crush and a handful of tootsie rolls bring our boys together? (yes.)
Read it here!
