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mr. bucket; buckets of fun (sgt_barnesjb) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-11-25 19:08:00

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bucky barnes (mcu), clint barton (616)

WHO: Bucky Barnes (MCU) & Clint Barton (616)
WHAT: Gratuitous fun in the snow and out of it
WHERE: The Barton-Barnes menagerie.
WHEN: After playing in the snow
RATING: Spicy

The last time Bucky Barnes had enjoyed playing in the snow was probably sometime in the 1930's. Although the Winter Soldier had been kept in Siberia and the word 'winter' was literally part of his title, Bucky hadn't exactly been allowed to go make snow angels. Even afterward when he'd broken free of HYDRA, there was some snow in Bucharest but keeping a very low profile didn't lend itself to allowing much time to catch snowflakes on his tongue. He'd never seen snow in Wakanda, so that'd been out, too. But here, he had all the time in the world to play in the snow, and now he had a husband who was very playful too so it made for a fun time out in the cold.

They took Lucky, Goat Tony and the pokemon all out into the snow as well, which made for a great time at least for a little while. Eventually Tony started screaming and that put the fun on pause for about five minutes while they got their zoo all back inside and dried off so they could warm up. Bucky and Clint went back out for a pretty epic snowball fight. The thing was, when you put two expert marksmen on opposing sides in a snowball fight, they were gonna land hits every time. Snowballs weren't bullets or arrows but they were still pretty fucking great at aiming and launching.

Really messy snow angels were next on the agenda. They both started off doing it right but when they rolled to get up they rolled into each other at the same time and so of course they had to start making out a little in the snow. "We gotta work on the snow angels. We kind of suck," he murmured, rolling Clint over and kissing him. "On second though I don't really give a fuck."

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sgt_barnesjb
2019-12-27 01:15 am UTC (link)

Bucky wouldn't call himself a proud man, but one thing he did take pride in was being a skillful lover to Clint. When they first began to get physical with each other, he'd taken pretty intricate mental notes when it came to his husband's body. He wanted to learn everything there was to know about what not only could pleasure him, but could make his toes curl and what made it impossible for him to stay still. He'd become very well versed in all things Clint Barton, but that didn't make him complacent. He was very enthusiastic about pleasuring his husband.

It thrilled him to hear those little oh!'s every so often when he did something just right. It fueled his enthusiasm to do that much more, to redouble his efforts and strive to make Clint see stars. He groaned low in his throat as he felt a hand on his dick and lightly bit Clint's lip. "Mm, you're getting handsy." He chuckled and hooked his fingers just a bit as he started to slide in a third. "Nearly ready for me, baby. Just a little more."

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today_sucks
2019-12-28 12:40 am UTC (link)

They'd both been taking notes at the same time, probably. It was ridiculous and cute and it was a wonder they'd gotten anything done properly at all those first few times because they were so busy mentally cataloguing all the noises the other one made.

And giggling. Clint recalled quite a bit of that. And that hadn't changed at all. They both still laughed a lot, and that was probably the best part of all, even beyond the porn noises and moans.

"Fuck yeah," Clint said, because that was the kind of stuff people were meant to say in bed - full of energy and want and enthusiastic consent. It was fucking awesome. Just like that third finger Bucky was pressing into him was awesome -- and Clint said so by keeping up his handsy-ness until he was too desperate. "Okay, okay," he said once he felt sufficiently stretched, ready to be open. "That's good, so good. Need you now, okay?"

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sgt_barnesjb
2019-12-28 05:50 am UTC (link)

The giggling. Lord, the giggling and laughing. They both did plenty of it but not in a way that was deprecating toward each other. It was more like 'wow, holy shit' sort of laughing. The kind that said, 'oh my god, how is it possible it's this good?' The two of them just had so much fun together. They enjoyed each other in every way. Bucky still pinched himself often to remind himself that this life he had with Clint was real. They were really there, really married, and Clint really loved him.

Being so in tune with his husband's body, Bucky knew that when Clint assured him that he was okay, he meant it. He could also hear the desperation in his voice and Bucky was right about there with him. "Okay," he replied, and went for another kiss while he withdrew his fingers. "Okay." He said it again while he reached for the lube and playfully chased Clint's hand away from his dick so he could slick it up. Once he'd prepped himself, he pushed Clint's legs apart and positioned himself accordingly. That didn't mean they'd stay in that position, but for right now he wanted to be close to him this way. He leaned down and kissed him while pushing inside of him.

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