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I'll be waiting, perrito.
[At least his taste in rooms isn't bad -- he's not in some rundown place that looks like it might have a murder or two committed weekly. There's a plush bed and some bottles of booze and pills set around, clothes that might still have a little blood from his last job strewn over a nearby chair.
He was even thoughtful enough to have some lube and a condom laid out by the bed -- in case it actually gets that far. You know.]
[At least his taste in rooms isn't bad -- he's not in some rundown place that looks like it might have a murder or two committed weekly. There's a plush bed and some bottles of booze and pills set around, clothes that might still have a little blood from his last job strewn over a nearby chair.
He was even thoughtful enough to have some lube and a condom laid out by the bed -- in case it actually gets that far. You know.]
It's Steven. You know he'll be okay with almost anything...
Did you just call me 'puppy'? [He is in fact a big, aggressive wolf. Although he does take one look at the bedside table and makes a very unwolfy noise, scoffing and wrinkling his nose. It doesn't smell like cheap perfume or sex in here so whoever Jake brought in here before must have left at least an hour ago.]
Hope you tipped her well.
Hope you tipped her well.
Impress me and I'll give you something... manlier, y'know? [But right now, he looks very much like a puppy in his opinion. He comes up a bit closer, scoffing at the response.]
Who says anyone else was here? Just getting stuff ready for us, maybe.
Who says anyone else was here? Just getting stuff ready for us, maybe.
What do you want me to do, backflips and roll over, chew on your shoes? [That's not happening. And whatever Jake had been preparing for is definitely not happening.]
What do you think we're doing?
What do you think we're doing?
Roll over, maybe. [Jeez, this guy is uptight. Is this how he starts off all his hookups or what?]
Haven't decided yet, but what can I say? I'm a guy who likes to be prepared.
Haven't decided yet, but what can I say? I'm a guy who likes to be prepared.
[He was Marc's friend before he was Steven's and then Jake just sort of showed up when they got jumped on a job. Not sure what Jake was expecting.
And Bucky had thought they'd just hang around, have some beers, watch TV. The netflix part without the chill, you know.]
Where's the fruit loops?
And Bucky had thought they'd just hang around, have some beers, watch TV. The netflix part without the chill, you know.]
Where's the fruit loops?
[Just hearing Marc say his name like that makes him want more, makes him wish he could reach through the mirror and be there with him legitimately. It almost aches when Marc reaches for the reflection too, and Steven's hand comes up moments later to meet it, touching where Marc's fingers would be if he was actually tangible.]
Yeah? I swear it's like I can really feel you. [He confesses a little breathlessly as his hand continues moving, that slow pace keeping the pleasure building gradually, but this is how he'd touch himself if he was the one lying in bed alone right now. He doesn't dare look away either even though he feels shy with Marc watching him in return, wondering what he looks like from the other side, hand down his trousers.]
Marc...
Yeah? I swear it's like I can really feel you. [He confesses a little breathlessly as his hand continues moving, that slow pace keeping the pleasure building gradually, but this is how he'd touch himself if he was the one lying in bed alone right now. He doesn't dare look away either even though he feels shy with Marc watching him in return, wondering what he looks like from the other side, hand down his trousers.]
Marc...
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Are you five?
[But fine--]
Look over there. There's gonna be cereal or poptarts. Something, I'm sure. You want a drink?
[Because he's pouring himself one.]
[But fine--]
Look over there. There's gonna be cereal or poptarts. Something, I'm sure. You want a drink?
[Because he's pouring himself one.]
No I just wanna see how crazy you are.
[Bucky grabs the cereal box and moves to sit on the edge of the bed, holding Toucan Sam in his metal hand and shaking the box a couple times, not really sure what to expect.]
Yeah I'll have a beer. Does he um, come to life or start talking or what?
[Bucky grabs the cereal box and moves to sit on the edge of the bed, holding Toucan Sam in his metal hand and shaking the box a couple times, not really sure what to expect.]
Yeah I'll have a beer. Does he um, come to life or start talking or what?
What, if I got cereal I'm not crazy?
[Or was he supposed to throw a punch for the Fruit Loops comment? He's probably heard worse in his life...
Either way, he grabs a beer for Bucky, whiskey for himself.]
... What? [He gives a look, then he gives Toucan Sam the stinkeye. Really? That's where they're going with this?] ... That's not Khonshu! That's Marc's terrible fucking diet and cheating on Steven's vegan slop.
[Or was he supposed to throw a punch for the Fruit Loops comment? He's probably heard worse in his life...
Either way, he grabs a beer for Bucky, whiskey for himself.]
... What? [He gives a look, then he gives Toucan Sam the stinkeye. Really? That's where they're going with this?] ... That's not Khonshu! That's Marc's terrible fucking diet and cheating on Steven's vegan slop.
[Bucky takes the beer before Jake gives the three of them a collective aneurysm.]
Right well which one's Con-shoe then? [He holds up a couple more options.] We got um... Frosty the Tiger or-- Coco Pops Monkey...
Right well which one's Con-shoe then? [He holds up a couple more options.] We got um... Frosty the Tiger or-- Coco Pops Monkey...
[Why is he resisting murdering this guy again? Oh, yeah. Right. Marc's friend or whatever.
But that doesn't mean he's not fantasizing about bashing that pretty head in right now.]
Stop being a smartass. Don't you have a phone? You can look up Egyptian gods. [A pause.]
It's Tony the fucking Tiger, by the way.
But that doesn't mean he's not fantasizing about bashing that pretty head in right now.]
Stop being a smartass. Don't you have a phone? You can look up Egyptian gods. [A pause.]
It's Tony the fucking Tiger, by the way.
Yeah... [He smiles just slightly when Steven meets the touch. All he feels is cool mirror, but that's okay. It's enough for now...]
Yeah? [He prompts carefully when Steven says his name like that, brows furrowing a little. His own breath hitches, his muscles tighten as he tries not to move or speed things up. He wants to let Steven do as he likes... maybe he doesn't want this to end, really.]
Yeah? [He prompts carefully when Steven says his name like that, brows furrowing a little. His own breath hitches, his muscles tighten as he tries not to move or speed things up. He wants to let Steven do as he likes... maybe he doesn't want this to end, really.]
[Every tiny reaction has Steven getting a little more urgent here, and when Marc keeps looking at him like that, how can he not give him more? Even if he's gradual about it, his hand eventually begins to speed up a bit, picking up the pace enough to give Marc a little more.]
You just... I want to make you feel so good. [He heats up admitting to that, despite everything they've done and said so far, but the faster his hand moves the more he wants to watch Marc squirm with pleasure.]
You just... I want to make you feel so good. [He heats up admitting to that, despite everything they've done and said so far, but the faster his hand moves the more he wants to watch Marc squirm with pleasure.]
My phone can't look anything up. [Bucky produces his old relic of a phone, complete with clicks buttons and all, before tossing it carelessly onto the bedside table.]
Oh he introduced himself? [Bucky checks the frosted flake box over. Tony looks far too happy for a tiger, but it might be all that sugar.]
How is this cheating? Are there invisible pieces of bacon in fruit loops? [He can't tell if Steven keeps kosher because he's vegan but Bucky's seen those ornamental scrolls and been offered those triangle biscuits, so. Steven seems fairly committed as far as the holidays and the traditions go.]
Oh he introduced himself? [Bucky checks the frosted flake box over. Tony looks far too happy for a tiger, but it might be all that sugar.]
How is this cheating? Are there invisible pieces of bacon in fruit loops? [He can't tell if Steven keeps kosher because he's vegan but Bucky's seen those ornamental scrolls and been offered those triangle biscuits, so. Steven seems fairly committed as far as the holidays and the traditions go.]
You are old. [Suddenly, Jake's feeling like a spring chicken. He shakes his head and reaches in his pocket for his own phone.] Or are you just like Marc and wanna keep it hard to trace you out.
[But find, look. He's pulled up a wiki page for Khonshu to offer out.]
Fruit loops aren't vegan. Animal ingredients. Plus, I don't like'em without milk. Real milk. Not that nut stuff Steven likes.
[But find, look. He's pulled up a wiki page for Khonshu to offer out.]
Fruit loops aren't vegan. Animal ingredients. Plus, I don't like'em without milk. Real milk. Not that nut stuff Steven likes.
['Steven likes nut' is not a sentence that belongs in any universe anywhere here or out there.]
I like the battery life. [Although he ignores many of his messages a lot of the time anyway so there's not always a good reason for him to have any phone.]
Shit, really? [He would have thought something like cereal should be vegan. But--] How do you know all this shit? Have you been reading everything and doing grocery shopping for Steven?
I like the battery life. [Although he ignores many of his messages a lot of the time anyway so there's not always a good reason for him to have any phone.]
Shit, really? [He would have thought something like cereal should be vegan. But--] How do you know all this shit? Have you been reading everything and doing grocery shopping for Steven?
[He can't stop the noise that leaves his throat or the way his breath hitches and quickens any more than he can stop the slight jerk of his hips, the restless shifting that he tries to keep in check.
It's just his hand, but-- the fact that it's Steven there, the fact that it's him talking? He can't help the way the desire spikes up hotter in him or the way he just wants more. There's not much more he can have, but he manages a little bit of a smile at Steven.]
Trust me... you're doing that, buddy. You're doing a real good job of that, actually.
It's just his hand, but-- the fact that it's Steven there, the fact that it's him talking? He can't help the way the desire spikes up hotter in him or the way he just wants more. There's not much more he can have, but he manages a little bit of a smile at Steven.]
Trust me... you're doing that, buddy. You're doing a real good job of that, actually.
[C'mon, mind out of the gutter. Steven's probably not even tried that sort of nut.]
Marc does it more than I do, but sometimes, y'know? Gotta make sure the body doesn't starve. [And watching the guy aimlessly look through his apartment for something to stuff his face with is kinda sad, you know?]
Marc does it more than I do, but sometimes, y'know? Gotta make sure the body doesn't starve. [And watching the guy aimlessly look through his apartment for something to stuff his face with is kinda sad, you know?]
[What does Jake know about what Steven has and hasn't tried? Hasn't he had a crazy time these past few months?]
They make food for each other to find. It's-- kind of weird actually. [Bucky has leaned against the counter and watch Steven and Marc stand in roughly the same spot in their kitchen, with Steven fretting over pasta bake for Marc and Marc panicking at disintegrating matzo balls because he couldn't use eggs to bind the ingredients together.]
You don't seem to care if the body doesn't sleep or recover. [Bucky is pretty sure it's just Marc and Jake trying to coddle and spoil Steven. He is oddly dependent on them in some ways.]
They make food for each other to find. It's-- kind of weird actually. [Bucky has leaned against the counter and watch Steven and Marc stand in roughly the same spot in their kitchen, with Steven fretting over pasta bake for Marc and Marc panicking at disintegrating matzo balls because he couldn't use eggs to bind the ingredients together.]
You don't seem to care if the body doesn't sleep or recover. [Bucky is pretty sure it's just Marc and Jake trying to coddle and spoil Steven. He is oddly dependent on them in some ways.]
Yeah, well... They're both kind of weird. [But clearly not Jake. No, perfect example of normal.] Think they've adopted each other as brothers by this point.
[But also clearly not him. No, he's the dirty little secret they both pretend not to notice. He can't say he blames them and he can't say he's not used to it.]
Khonshu will repair the damage. He's not gonna let us die. [So it doesn't matter what abuse he puts it through really. Good as new in no time.] Doesn't mean Steven doesn't get hungry and he's the one fronting the most these days still. Gotta pay off wrecking the john or whatever... even though that was technically Marc's fault.
[But also clearly not him. No, he's the dirty little secret they both pretend not to notice. He can't say he blames them and he can't say he's not used to it.]
Khonshu will repair the damage. He's not gonna let us die. [So it doesn't matter what abuse he puts it through really. Good as new in no time.] Doesn't mean Steven doesn't get hungry and he's the one fronting the most these days still. Gotta pay off wrecking the john or whatever... even though that was technically Marc's fault.
[Judging by how many times Steven has asked Bucky if he thinks Marc will like it and Marc has asked Bucky if he thinks Steven will like it, 'brothers' is... not the word Bucky would use.]
Neither of them have mentioned your bird friend. [Probably because they were happy/relieved to be rid of him. But it just makes Jake seem all the more crazy when only one of them has brought him up.] Maybe I should ask... and why isn't Marc paying for it then? I haven't seen Marc in a while.
Neither of them have mentioned your bird friend. [Probably because they were happy/relieved to be rid of him. But it just makes Jake seem all the more crazy when only one of them has brought him up.] Maybe I should ask... and why isn't Marc paying for it then? I haven't seen Marc in a while.
Yeah, well... they don't know he's still around. They think we broke off our deal, but see? I'm not ready to give it up. [He's perfectly fine with the blood on his hands, thank you. He's not going to pussy out of doing the bad stuff or let it eat up his conscience.
... And alright, maybe Marc and Steven are like an old married couple.]
Steven doesn't want his money. [He shrugs his shoulder.] Don't ask about Khonshu. Don't mention it to'em. Marc's-- off being a fucking pussy, hiding off, claiming it's for Steven. It's why I gotta step up now. Somebody has to watch the guy while Marc's convinced he's better off trying to disappear or whatever's in his head.
I know he's had it rough, but... [They all have, haven't they? Not like Mom only ever screamed at him, only ever beat him. Not that he's getting into that.]
Either way, don't mention me.
... And alright, maybe Marc and Steven are like an old married couple.]
Steven doesn't want his money. [He shrugs his shoulder.] Don't ask about Khonshu. Don't mention it to'em. Marc's-- off being a fucking pussy, hiding off, claiming it's for Steven. It's why I gotta step up now. Somebody has to watch the guy while Marc's convinced he's better off trying to disappear or whatever's in his head.
I know he's had it rough, but... [They all have, haven't they? Not like Mom only ever screamed at him, only ever beat him. Not that he's getting into that.]
Either way, don't mention me.
So... don't talk about you, don't talk about Con-shoe, don't talk about the cereal box animals... [That's a lot he's not supposed to talk about. Luckily, Bucky isn't much of a conversationalist and while Steven finds the staring problem highly unsettling and babbles to fill in the uncomfortable silence, Marc when he makes his cameo appearances these days probably prefers that they both sit in silence and drink and that works just fine for Bucky.]
I'm pretty sure if Steven sold two of his books he could pay off the damages. And he won't even notice they're gone. [Yeah Bucky's eyes have poured over all the spines. He saw a few first editions in those shelves.]
I'm pretty sure if Steven sold two of his books he could pay off the damages. And he won't even notice they're gone. [Yeah Bucky's eyes have poured over all the spines. He saw a few first editions in those shelves.]
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