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    Hot damn, is his first thought.

    Threat assessment follows close on its heels because Bucky’s a goddamn professional.

    Military, definitely. Male, built like a goddamn mountain. Bucky stares helplessly because shoulders that broad should be illegal. It’s the face that really fucks him up though. Hair as silver as the star on his chest, swept back from a face that’s all hard angles and deep lines. There’s a beard too, covering a jaw that looks strong enough to sit on, and its white is peppered with bits of dark blond, which should look ridiculous but doesn’t.

    “You seem to know my name,” Bucky says, plastering on a charming smile. “Only polite to return the favor.”

    “If you’re banking on politeness, you might be in the wrong business, son.”

    Jesus, Mary, and motherfucking Joseph. This is how wet dreams and porn clips should start, not a goddamn interrogation.

     

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    S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Bucky Barnes is captured on a mission and meets Commander Steve Rogers, the erstwhile Captain America.

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    “How old are you, anyway?”

    Yellow eyes flicked wryly up to him. “Old enough to be more than your father, pup. C’mon, start putting your shit away.” The witcher stood, gathering their first pile of things— for the desk and its drawers— and neatly depositing them.

    “That’s not a number.” The bard smiled sweetly, eyes narrow, in the way Geralt said made him look like a little butcherbird: darling but violent-minded. “Don’t get shy now; you don’t look a day over seventy, dear-heart.”

    Geralt reached over and tugged his earlobe for the impertinence. “Cheeky, but close.”

    Jaskier laughed. Everything but his husband’s white hair looked to be late-thirties, perhaps forty; an excruciatingly fit, well-kept forty, but the shallow lines in his face and the fullness of his physique gave him away somewhat.

    “Fifty? Fifty-five? I’m not going to catch a case of the vapors, Geralt.” Jaskier made a point to keep his expression playful, despite the flush of embarrassment that crawled up his neck to color his face. He liked it, and Geralt knew that he liked it, so there was no shame in discussing it. Particularly when it kept the conversation away from why he liked it.

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    “You’d like us to be intimate then?” Geralt inquired earnestly. Jaskier nearly choked on his spit.

    “We’re married, aren’t we?”

    “Plenty of married couples would rather clean gutters than see each other bare. And you have that tavern girl of yours, from the village-- hush, that’s not an admonishment. I just assumed you’d been… put up for auction, when a groom was requested in the place of a bride. That you had no earnest, physical interest in men. Or if you did, that I was out of your age bracket. Which is acceptable. I have less than no interest in traumatizing you, or anyone, with my attentions.”

    It was beginning to sink in for Jaskier that maybe, just maybe, he had in fact been joined in holy matrimony with a perfectly lovely man.

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    “What if he is unwilling to go?”

    Unwilling. What did “unwilling” matter, if it saved Wei Ying's life? If it relieved the rabid need in Lan Wangji's chest?

    Wei Ying was wily and strong back then, but Lan Wangji was stronger. He could have dragged him back by the hair. He could have pinned him down by the nape of his neck. He could have tied him up to one of the Jingshi's ceiling beams. He could have done whatever he wanted, molded him into whatever shape he pleased. But he didn’t, and then Wei Ying was dead.

    Many years later, the incense burner incident awakens Lan Wangji's darkest urges once more, and Wei Ying won't let him put them to rest.

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    “You always did like discipline, didn’t you Lan Zhan?” Wei Wuxian teases, turning his head slightly so his ponytail spills over his shoulder. “You’ve tied me up like this, so now what is it you plan to do?”

    He fully expects Lan Wangji to back off, hearing such nonsense. To call him ridiculous and perhaps settle beside him in bed and send a jolt of spiritual energy into his back that will have him still and helpless until he falls asleep, tucked in beside Lan Wangji’s warm and strong body-

    But Lan Wangji does no such thing. His gaze drifts to the bamboo flute in his hand, and then back to Wei Wuxian, his ears flushed and his eyes strangely glazed.

    “Wei Ying,” he breathes. “Mark your words.”

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    dark union day 2: do not flirt with others

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