The one forgiven sin 《Sambucky》

00.34

Both Passangers in the car were illuminated by the big screen across from them, as both watched the massive screen showing them the opening of the first Star Trek movie. Sam was sitting in the driver seat, but had an arm thrown over his baby's shoulder, drawing patterns into his neck, making him cutely shudder. It was adorable to say the least.

"You exited?" He asked him, and Bucky's eyes snapped to him in an instant.

"'Course, everyday with you is exiting!" He smiled shyly, and Sam bend down to kiss those pretty lips. When he moved to deepen the kiss, he felt a cold, metal hand push against his shoulder.

"Sam, it's starting! You're distracting!" He hollered, and in an instant, those circling blue eyes were turned to the screen again, Sam, the literal boyfriend, forgotten. Priorities, you see.

Scowling at nothing, he turned back to the screen and watched the movie. Well, no, he watched his boo's reactions.
It was the funniest thing alive seeing Bucky's eyes widen in amazement and gasp at shocking things.

Bucky started sobbing painfully hard when it looked like Captain Kirk was about to sacrifice himself, Sam thought he might start having a panic attack if he didn't stop crying. But then came the happy ending and Bucky calmed down, but he just wouldn't look away from the screen.

Sam wasn't entirely jealous of a movie screen.

He was not.

He just generally didn't like not being Bucky's main focus.

So, he scooted closer, and started breathing down his bf's neck, followed by dipping his tongue against Bucky's earlope. He felt his lover tense up, but that reaction was too unsatisfying, so he went lower, licking close to the spot that would drive Bucky crazy.

He knew it would, so he kitten licked around the spot for a few seconds. When Bucky still tried ignoring him, but slightly failed, given by his teeth gritting together and sending his way too attractive jawmuscles working, he pressed a very innocent kiss to the one spot, and Bucky moaned so sinfully, it had to be illegal. In some state of America, Sam was sure to be arrested for only hearing those moans full of pleasure and irritation.

"Sam..." Bucky warned, and Sam let his teeth very gently scrap against the soft skin. A shudder ran through Bucky's spine, and his human hand closed around his mouth to keep those pretty sounds from escaping. Sam, witnessing this, immediately reached out and held Bucky's hand in his, caressing the roughened up skin plastering on his knuckles.

"You hella excited, baby, huh? The movie all forgotten... " Sam whispered into his ear, and Bucky's eyes snapped to his immediately. Even in the dark atmosphere, Sam knew where to look, and found what he was looking for.

A deep blush dusting his baby's cheeks, a little bruise forming already where Sam's lips had been a moment before, and those cute blue diamonds were filled with a massive confusion as well as absolute devotion.

Sam loved it.

"Sam..." He whispered, and Sam shuddered in response. Bucky's voice was so soft and silent, it sounded like a sweet caress of kinds. As if the voice itself wanted to wrap you up in itself.

Their lips met in the middle, their tongues were slowly dancing with one another as both pressed impossibly closer.

A metal hand slowly wrapped itself around his neck, pushing, pulling, greedily absorbing Sam's whole existence and claiming him for himself. Sam knew he was and will always belong to no other human being than James Buchanan Barnes.

The man who had seen too much pain, it would last him five more lifetimes managed to wrap him around his metallic pinky like no other, and Sam was fine with it.

Because as much as he was Bucky's, Bucky belonged to him, too.

And even though the hickeys he left on his skin would dissapear before the sun even rises tomorrow morning...

..the engagement ring he was wearing in his jeanspocket that would end up on the other man's ring finger in the near future would hopefully last a few decades longer.

•●•●•●•

Back home again, both boys found themselves snuggled up on the couch, lazily sipping on old wine and just quietly enjoying each other's company, when Bucky jumped up, startled.

"Did you hear that?"

"Sugar, I ain't got super hearing, so no, I did not."

Bucky just stood there a little longer, but rushed out and dissapeared in their bedroom, only to return with a meowing box with breathing holes.

"You got me a cat!?" Bucky shrieked, and Sam deflated a bit.

"I thought you might like her... I should have discussed this with you, sorry-" he stood up to take the box, but Bucky turned away, hiding the box from view.

"Sit back down, doll. That's not it. I just, well, you- I, you know what? Wait a sec."

He rushed out again after carefully putting the box on the kitchen table. Sam could hear him open the door that lead out to their backyard and heard Bucky whistle loudly. A few seconds, nothing happened.

But then, a massive giant of dog, a retriever, appeared in his door frame, Bucky in tow, and Sam could only stare.

"Soo, let me get this straight... You got me a dog while I got you a cat? What are we, mentally connected?"

"Or maybe we are so in love, we think alike."

"Yeah, makes sense." Sam stood up, but was tackled back on the couch by the dog licking down his face. Sam laughed wholeheartedly, his whole face hurting from laughing this much, but when he straightened up, he saw his boyfriend look so content and happy, he almost busted into tears. A few moments 
they just stared at each other, but then, a meow stopped their moment of peace, and Sam laughed at the complete white cat he got his boo.

"Uncover your cat, Jamie!"

"Oh yeah, sorry."

A/N: Okay, so we got one chapter left, and two Epilogue Chapters, quickly followed by the soulmate AU fic, which will be some sort of canon compliant.

Or maybe I'll post the first two chapters today, I'm not sure.

But anyways, enjoy this massively fluffy chapter. I think our boys deserve some rest, nay?