#soldierjamesbuchanan

[youcantgivemeorders]

"i'd obey and do anything you want in bed ma'am"

"One can appreciate a soldier who follows orders."

[notacyclonefan]

soldierjamesbuchanan:

Bucky’s hand gripped Steve’s shirt as another moan left him, though his eyes were closed and he was still completely asleep. "Steve…." He moaned again, in a way that was even more explicit as even while sleeping he shivered at the hand playing with his hair.

Steve swallowed as he felt Bucky's hand curl in. He tipped his head in toward Bucky and looked at him. After a moment, Steve's eyes closed and he blew out a long breath. "Bucky," he said again, voice a little louder, though still carrying that soft quality. "Hey, Buck. You're dreaming." His hand slid out of Bucky's hair and moved down to rub over a shoulder blade.

[notacyclonefan]

Bucky was sleeping, moving and squirming a little on the blond's chest. It started softly, some humming escaped his mouth, but the look on his face made it clear he was still sleeping. Then, he let out a moan that was definitly not pain "Steve..."

Steve was almost asleep, close to it. He could feel Bucky start to move around a little, and Steve’s hand shifted to gently trail through the man’s hair in an effort to soothe him. When he heard the moan, those fingers stopped and Steve sucked in a breath. The sound of his name was enough to shock him into complete stillness. Then, slowly, he started to move his hand again. “Buck?” It was a whisper. “You awake?”

[chessythegrinningcat]

soldierjamesbuchanan replied to your post:Chess was not happy. Somehow, she had managed to...

It’s 1am and i didn’t sleep enough yesturday so im dying but ill jump on that open tomorrow hun

It's all good sweetheart, it'll be there. ♥ Sleep well!

[notacyclonefan]

I want the k

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

8: Eyelid Kiss

     He couldn't help but smile. The man was finally asleep. Steve smiled and ran a hand through Bucky's hair. He bit down on his lip and just looked at him for a moment. He was alive. he was really alive. It wasn't Steve's imagination or a dream wrapped in hope he hadn't even known was still there. Bucky was there, had come to Steve, had trusted him enough to come to him and that meant everything. He saw an eyelash at the corner of Bucky's eye, leaned down to gently brush it away. If he pressed a small kiss there before easing away to go take a shower, to stand in the stream and allow himself to shake, well -- it was what it was.

[lostmeadowjade]

Call Me Any Time (with soldierjamesbuchanan)

Not that many people knew what Tony actually did for a living. Most of his friends assumed it was something to do with compute programming and they were partly right. He did get a fairly nice income from commissioned work, but it was a side job and not his main source of income. No the bread and butter of his income came through a phone line service where he worked as a sex call operator.

He had his regulars. Callers who called in and asked for him special (for a small additional fee) that Tony had come to know and expect. There was a horny house wife who called for him every Wednesday just before dinner (and Friday nights if it was a bad week for her). A businessman who called every other Thursday, except during holiday weeks. And a number of others. Tony had been at this for a couple of years now and he'd built himself up quiet a clientele base.

He still got random calls, people who got him by luck of the draw. And they were fun. Random fantasies and desires filtering through the phone lines. A lot of them he never heard from again and that was just fine. A number of them he just talked and faked the interest. But some of them he got into the action with his callers, and those nights were always good ones. 

Shutting off his cell phone and plugging it in to charge in the other room. Tony switched on the equipment and system for work. Pulling on his wireless headset, Tony got himself comfortable in his desk chair, ready for some easy calls.

He got a twenty minute call from a couple looking for a little spice for their evening. All he needed to do was make a few appropriate comments, groan in the right places and times, and let them do the talking. Rare and kind of surreal, but still an easy call. Two quickie calls that were hardly worth his time or effort.

He got a thirty five minute break before his next call.  The automated system and dispatchers took care of payment information and age validation for him. So once the call connected to him, there was nothing to worry about on Tony's ended, he usually only heard from the dispatchers when they were connecting special requests. Leaning back in his chair, Tony closed his eyes as he gave the standard greeting.

"This is operator 205. My name is Tony. Who do I have on the line?"  

                                                                             soldierjamesbuchanan​

[slavicwidow-blog]

Handyman||Natasha and Bucky

Natasha had tried to fix her sink by herself, but eventually it became clear she clearly had no idea what she was doing. Finally, after a lot of cursing, she gave up and called her landlord, who told her he would call the handyman.

So now she was waiting in her kitchen, still coffee-less since her sink was broken, waiting for someone to come fix it. 

She was not expecting someone quite so attractive to be knocking at her door to come help. 

soldierjamesbuchanan

[slavicwidow-blog]

It was time to train with the Black Widow. They had been training at the same time everyday for a whole week to get ready for a mission, and the Winter Soldier found himself having a weird feeling in the stomach everytime he saw her.

Natalia arrived on time, as to her training session with the Winter Soldier. She’d noticed him acting strangely recently, though, and it worried her, what with such an important mission coming up.