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  1. Public Bookmark 14

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    A moment later, they were stripped bare, and Steve was getting back into place between Bucky's legs. Steve'd wanted skin; he was getting skin. The world seemed to narrow down to just the two of them, sharing breaths and chasing pleasure.

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    A fortunate series of events on a hot summer's day forces these two to address their feelings, with a heaping double helping of smut to boot (the smut is the main event).

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    19 Feb 2026

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  3. Public Bookmark 6

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    Bucky attempts to tend to Clint after a fight; Clint is not the most cooperative patient. Things escalate in a sexy way.

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    17 Feb 2026

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  4. Public Bookmark *

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    Clint blinks at his phone in surprise. He has a text from… Bucky?

    Opening the phone, he realizes he has a selfie from Bucky.

    Why does he have a selfie from Bucky?

    Which isn’t to say it isn’t a very good selfie - it is. It’s a very, very good selfie. It’s all bedroom eyes and carefully mussed hair and bare skin and what appear to be expensive sheets, and that same look Bucky gives him when Clint slurps his coffee straight out of the pot like the uncivilized shithead that he is.

    The look has never been sexy before now.

    But softened by dim light and a lack of clothes and fucking bedsheets, well. It’s sexy now.

    Clint has no idea why it’s been sent to him but-

    Wait.

    Just above the selfie from Bucky is a selfie to Bucky. Of Clint. The same selfie he’d sent Natasha-

    Oh.

    The same selfie he hadn’t sent Natasha because he’s sent it to Bucky instead for some inexplicable reason.

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    12 Feb 2026

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    Clint is only a couple of sips into his cardboard cup of coffee, his brain barely out of neutral, which is probably why it takes him so long to realize that some damn psycho is trying to kidnap his dog.

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    “I’m not some charity case,” Bucky says pugnaciously.

    “I didn’t think you were,” Clint answers back readily enough. “I mean, I can tell you’re fucked up for sure, but of the two of us, I’m probably the bigger disaster. My sleep schedule is shit, and I drink coffee straight from the pot. I sing in the shower even though I’m deaf as fuck. I have arrows everywhere because I’m an archer — did I tell you that? And I was raised in a literal circus, so I’m not exactly domestic. Let’s see, what else?” He squints down at the ground, rubbing the back of his neck. “Oh, yeah, I won the building in a poker game with the Russian mafia and every once in awhile they show up and try to take it back, but usually I handle it, no problem. Uh...”

    Clint happens to looks up and Bucky’s eyes are wide, his mouth hanging open. Clint’s hand freezes where he’s rubbing the back of his neck, suddenly embarrassed. Yeah, when you put it all out there at once, it doesn’t sound so good.

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