for loki and sylvie
Jun. 19th, 2024 11:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
semi_stableIt's late when they finally leave the club, and soon Bucky finds himself in the middle of the backseat of a stranger's car, squeezed in between Loki and Sylvie. It's a tight fit, but being pressed between the two people he loves the most is arguably Bucky's most favorite place to be.
All three of them are a little intoxicated, which is something of a rarity. Bucky had spent the night sneaking sips from a flask that Loki kept conjuring up. He must have been hiding it away with magic, because it certainly hadn't ruined the line of the obscenely tight black pants he has on.
Streetlights flicker through the windows as they pass by, the driver thankfully remaining quiet up front. Bucky has his good arm tucked around Sylvie's shoulders and his metal hand on Loki's thigh, fingers tracing along the inseam. There's a warm anticipation in the air, spicy like sweat and alcohol, and Bucky smiles to himself as his hand slides down the front of Sylvie's shirt, fingers tucked into the cup of her bra.
"So, am I just dropping you guys off and heading home?" Bucky asks in a low, playful voice, knowing full well that he's doing nothing of the sort. "Or did you have other plans for me?"
All three of them are a little intoxicated, which is something of a rarity. Bucky had spent the night sneaking sips from a flask that Loki kept conjuring up. He must have been hiding it away with magic, because it certainly hadn't ruined the line of the obscenely tight black pants he has on.
Streetlights flicker through the windows as they pass by, the driver thankfully remaining quiet up front. Bucky has his good arm tucked around Sylvie's shoulders and his metal hand on Loki's thigh, fingers tracing along the inseam. There's a warm anticipation in the air, spicy like sweat and alcohol, and Bucky smiles to himself as his hand slides down the front of Sylvie's shirt, fingers tucked into the cup of her bra.
"So, am I just dropping you guys off and heading home?" Bucky asks in a low, playful voice, knowing full well that he's doing nothing of the sort. "Or did you have other plans for me?"
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Date: 2024-07-06 07:11 am (UTC)The car turns onto their street and Bucky twists enough to press his face to the crook of Sylvie's neck, kissing at Loki's fingers and then the spot under Sylvie's ear. Somehow she smells even better after all the sweating and dancing, and he wonders if it's because usually when he's near her sweaty, shining body, some part of him is usually inside of it. Maybe it's just Pavlovian at this point.
"I don't know how we'll occupy ourselves after you're all tucked in," he teases in a low voice, turning to press a kiss to Loki's jaw as the car pulls up to the curb. He's not even sure that he registers that they've stopped. "I bet we could cook something up, though."
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Date: 2024-07-14 02:10 am (UTC)With a bit of a wink, he pulled away suddenly, the muffling spell surrounding them literally popping like a bubble. Pulling out his phone to tip the driver and offering his polite thanks as he climbed out of the car, he reached in a hand to help Sylvie out, meeting Bucky's eyes over her shoulder with a sly grin.
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Date: 2024-07-15 04:28 pm (UTC)Once out of the car, Sylvie stretches and breathes deep, the night air still sticky and a little humid. It doesn't feel like the end of an evening, but a beginning. Hilde, she hopes, is long asleep in her house, and if they spy a light on inside, she'll have Loki perform the same spell on the townhouse that he had in the cab.
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Date: 2024-07-15 11:47 pm (UTC)Bucky rates the driver and leaves a decent tip, then puts his phone away and reaches for Sylvie's hand. They approach the front door as a trio, Loki opening it while Bucky comes up behind Sylvie and wraps his strong arms around her waist, kissing the side of her neck as he lifts her up and steps over the threshold. Before the door can even fully shut, he holds her easily in his metal arm and reaches out to grab Loki by the waist, reeling him in to press a firm kiss to his mouth.
"Well," he says as he sets Sylvie down, turning to face them as he walks backwards toward the stairs and pulling his t-shirt over his head as he goes. "It sounds like we should probably get started, huh?"
He steps up onto the bottom step and looks at the pair of them, eyes soft as his broad chest heaves with a content sigh before holding his hands out for them. They're both so beautiful, so crazy and full of life, and they're his. Sometimes he isn't convinced that he isn't still on ice somewhere, and this isn't just some wonderful dream.