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Sunday, March 22nd, 2015 03:35 pm (UTC)
What is?

[ Steve blinked, but his attention was drawn to the color that was slowly filling his tail, the fins that were starting to look more vibrant. But nothing could clearly be done for the ones that were discolored and scarred, and he bit his lip.

And when Bucky shifted so that he rested on his chest, Steve was momentarily embarrassed by the way he was pressed, his cock half-hard against those smooth scales. He knew Bucky knew it, too, but he hadn't said a word, and Steve wouldn't, too, not when he was too busy wrapping his own arms around him, hands stroking over his torso, his shoulders, over the smooth scales, as if to remind himself that his Bucky was home, right there in his true form. ]


Let's go soon. [ He said quietly, after a moment. Fury was still watching them closely, and Steve had their secret to keep. Steve nuzzled him, fingers tangled in his hair. ] We'll go to where the waters are warm.

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