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Our two muses break the bed during sex. Send ❤ for mine's reaction.
He doesn't actually notice until after, and he sits up, straddling Bucky's hips and panting. They cracked the headboard—- almost clean in half.
"Damn."
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❤ [ cough, for science ]
Our two muses break the bed during sex. Send ❤ for mine's reaction.
He doesn't actually notice until after, and he sits up, straddling Bucky's hips and panting. They cracked the headboard—- almost clean in half.
"Damn."
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wow, a month is a long time! welcome back and hopefully you're here permanently :D
{☠– I doooo too c: It was all my depression's fault though but that's pr'under control now, thankfully, so besides my upcoming vacation where I'll be making ooc posts for a week, I will be back for permanently C: –☠ }
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They were still getting used to being around each other. Bucky more so than Steve. Steve would have all the patience in the world with Bucky. Truth be told he was just happy to have his best friend back more than anything. Would wait years if he had to. Bucky was worth it. While Steve was used to seeing Bucky shirtless, it was just different now. Steve couldn't put his finger on what was different either. Steve had turned the corner and hadn't been expecting Bucky to be standing there shirtless. He was certainly a lot more muscular and toned since Steve remembered. "Have you been working out? Because I don't remember you looking that good. I mean. You look nice. I mean, I should probably go get something to eat."
Alone Together || Closed RP || zhertvami
Months had passed in speeds that varied from feeling like he was frozen in the same point in time again to speeds that felt like he moved through years in one second all over again. All over America he had been following clues. Sam hadn’t been able to keep up with Steve’s schedule, 2 hours of sleep most nights, 22 hours a day spend searching for the man who he knew as his best friend – his brother in arms. Steve had sent him back to DC against his will, none too happy about Steve going off on his own, but Steve promised to send texts every 12 hours, which had gotten Sam off his back for the most part.
It was supposed to be the two hours Steve slept, but Steve couldn’t. He was sat on the motel bed, staring at the wall as he becomes consumed in his own thoughts, some of them darker than others. This wouldn’t be happening, his looking for Bucky, if he had only gotten to him in time at the train, but with the same thought in mind, he wouldn’t have been here and Steve would still feel utterly out of place and alone, no matter how many people he met. His hands wring together and he feels so utterly exhausted, but he knows he won’t sleep. He was so close that he could feel it, that he could reach out and just grab Bucky, but he didn’t know where he was.
In the dark motel room, Steve had realized that once more the trail had gone cold, and he didn’t know how much longer he could keep up the fight of searching and then the splintering disappointment. He feels his breathing go a bit ragged and the next thing he knew, he was sending his fist into the drywall, just to realize the tension building up.