Wip meme word: motorcycle
For the Fanfiction Work-In-Progress Guessing Game
Oh, this is a fun one. From Come As You Are, a pre-TWS Sam/Thor fic where Thor goes undercover for a mission, and happens to move next door to one Samuel Thomas Wilson:
"I thought it polite for me to introduce myself. I'm Donald Blake." His smile was very white and his grip like iron. A politician's handshake, if the politician was long-haired and ridiculously hot and the simple act of touching him sent fissures of heat all up and down the spine. He was wearing a soft looking henley pushed up to his elbows, the vee showing a hint of a chest that looked like it was carved from granite, and well-worn jeans that clung tight to some seriously impressive thighs. He looked built, but also highly approachable. Like he could kick some serious ass but also be down for cuddling – he probably gave amazing hugs. Like the leader of a motorcycle gang that also rescued kittens and escorted bullied kids to school.
"Uh, Sam. I'm Sam. Wilson. Nice to, um. Meet me, I mean, you."
A look of surprise flashed across that movie-star handsome face, there and gone in a blink. Then Donald smiled again, slower, with less teeth and more genuine pleasure. "You too. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better.”
Sam could think of several ways they could start, preferably with less clothing. He nodded, struck dumb once again by the lethal force of that smile. Damn thing should come with a warning label attached to it.