Nightsilver And T'chalcon Oneshots

A Little Sparing Match (T'chalcon)

This was suggested by insanegirl1252 also if you guys want more Sam x T'Challa then I have a book about them that I try to update every Friday. It's cared the Red Falcon and the Black Panther. It has two chapters so far. So without further ado, here is the chapter.

Sam walked into the gym that was in the Palace. He was currently in Wakanda since Steve wanted to check up on Bucky and had dragged him along. Sam refused to go see Bucky since he was still salty about Bucky destroying his car.

He did a few stretches before taking a jog around the track. The gym in the palace had a large window which allowed you to see the sunsets if you were in here. After a 10 minute jog, Sam stopped and gave another stretch.

He was thankful that Steve wasn't here with him right now because he would lap him about 5 times to his 1 and he would always yell "On your left" which got on Sam's nerves. He looked up to see a certain king had been watching him.

"How long have you been standing there?" Sam asked, looking at the male. "About 5 minutes" he replied, walking over. "How about a sparing match. It's good training and it would be fun to spar with someone else for a change" he suggested.

"Yeah. Ok" Sam replied. T'challa walked over and placed a hand on Sam's shoulder. He then led Sam to an open spot in the gym. T'challa did a few stretches before turning to Sam. Sam looked a little sceptical at first until T'Challa removed his sanders. Sam figured that he should take his shoes off and removed his running trainers. "You go first" T'Challa offered.

Sam took him up on this offer and went in for a kick but was blocked by T'Challa who had caught the kick with his hand. T'challa took a tight hold of Sam's foot and used that to slam him into the ground.

Sam let out a groan of pain as he felt his body thump against the floor. "I'm gonna feel that in the morning" he joked, sitting up with a hand on his collarbone. T'challa gave a smile and helped Sam onto his feet. "You should never be to confident about your technique. There is always someone who can best that technique" T'Challa explained, facing Sam.

"I'll keep that in mind" Sam laughed, removing his hand from his collarbone where you could see a bruise from where his collarbone made impact with the ground. "Want to go again" T'Challa offered. "Sure but how about this time you take the first move" Sam replied, giving a smile.

T'Challa got into a fight position and went in for a punch as Sam managed to dodge the attack. He grabbed onto T'Challa's wrist, pulling him closer and giving a swift kick to his side and a punch to the arm.

T'Challa backed up a little, staggering from the impact. Sam got a little too cocky and thought he could go for another attack but when he went for a kick to the stomach, T'Challa once again grabbed his ankle.

This time instead of using the fact that Sam was unbalanced, only standing on one leg to his advantage, instead he got closer, still holding Sam's ankle. Sam staggered a little, knowing he was unbalanced.

He gave a gulp as T'Challa got really close to his face before feeling his lips touch Sam's nose for a second. The moment they left Sam's nose, Sam felt himself being flipped onto the ground.

He landed on his front before feeling something on his back. He looked up to see T'Challa sitting with one knee pressed into his back, the other leg outstretched and T'Challa holding up his arm. "You should never let your guard down" T'Challa pointed out, letting go of Sam's arm and pushing himself of the male.

"Why did you do that" Sam asked, dusting himself off as he stood. "Do what. Beat you" T'Challa asked, clearly knowing what Sam meant but didn't mention it. "The kiss. You kissed my nose. No one does that in a fight" Sam pointed out, rubbing his finger on the bridge of his nose where the kiss had been planted.

"Yes but that wasn't a fight. It was a spar. However if I was in a real fight with you then I'd still do that. Birdie" T'Challa explained, giving a slight wink at the end. "Di-did you ju-" Sam started but was cut of when T'Challa got closer to him.

He dragged his hand across Sam's collarbone as the male felt his face heat up. T'challa then got a tight grip on Sam's shoulder and flipped him onto the ground, having him land on his back.

Sam let out another groan when his back made contact with the ground. T'challa leaned one knee on Sam's stomachand the other once again outstretched as T'Challa gave a slight grin.

Sam let out groan when this weight was put on his stomach as T'Challa bent over until the two were face to face, their noses almost touching. Sam looked completely bewildered as he looked at the male on top of him. T'challa kept getting closer till he gave a slight peck on Sam's lips.

T'Challa then sat back up into his previous position as he looked down at Sam. Sam stared at him for a couple minutes before T'Challa got off him, standing up. Sam stood up after him, still staring at the king.

"I guess I'll see you around the Palace" T'Challa explained, giving a wave. Sam grabbed onto T'Challa's shoulder and spun him around, giving him a kiss on the lips. The two melted into the kiss before breaking apart for air, a string of saliva connecting their mouths.

Sam gave a smirk before grabbing T'Challa's shoulder and flipping him onto the ground as he landed on his back. Sam sat himself on T'Challa's stomach and gave a much deserved smirk. "Looks like I won this time" he laughed, staring at T'Challa who laughed as well.