04 | I Need A—

[sinistral]

WHO: Bucky "Captain America" Barnes (sinistral) and you
WHERE: In and around Superhero City (or, you know, whatever we're calling it)
WHAT: Shenanigans. No seriously there's some SHIELD stuff but then also some open stuff
WHEN: At the start of the event so this is going to be a little low key to be honest; I went for light and a little campy in places but if you want to hit the ground running with the heavy stuff, you know I'm all in and I will absolutely bring the pain
WARNINGS: None; will update if that changes the thread with Poe gets a little bit racy...ngl, I'm as surprised as you are

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SHIELD
→ Interior/closed to SHIELD members;

Bucky strides into the meeting room, shield at his back, rolling his shoulders and tossing his head from side to side to work out a kink in the neck. He's not quite all smiles because this is business, but it's not doom and gloom either.

He turns a chair around and straddles it, arms crossed over the backrest. Will the action cause eyerolls? Possibly. Will it be the day someone tells him to sit properly? Possibly. Will be listen? Well, that depends entirely on who's asking.

"What've we got?"

[Anything from run-of-the-mill meetings to post-mission debrief to planning an appearance at the local fundraiser are fair game! Also SHIELD peeps can use this as a mingle with each other, I'm cool with that.]

→ Lobby/Outside/open to all;

Business done there's no further need to hang around headquarters. He's traded uniform for jeans and a leather jacket; the shield is still at his back and a mostly-finished coffee in his hand as he walks through the lobby. Most people get a smile or a nod of the head, but if anyone looks really determined to get his attention he'll stop, or at least invite them to walk with him to the parking garage where his motorcycle is stored.

Or perhaps he's already on the bike and has eased it out of the garage, one foot propped up on the curb as he talks to you. Did you flag him down for a little conversation or to ask a question?

CITY
→ Crime;

Bank robbery? Hijinks at a local school bake sale? A bank robbery with deadly baked goods? Brownie bombs?!? This is the obligatory Super Heroes Being Super Heroes™ prompt. Or perhaps you're the villain and Cap has just thwarted your plans? Or did you escape with what you really wanted, and all this is just a distraction? Perhaps you're an innocent bystander, or someone needing rescue. Either way this is the shield-throwing, bad guy punching, action scene option.

Pop up fight words are entirely optional.

→ Coffee;

Maybe it's a trendy, hip coffee shop. Maybe it's a corner bodega. All that matters is that it sells good, strong coffee — for Bucky and his heightened metabolism, coffee is more about the experience than the caffeine content anyway.

"Coffee, black." Whether he's been here enough times for the barista to know his order or this is the first time, it doesn't matter; he'll slide a few bills across the counter and tuck another one into the tip jar, then shuffle off to the side until his drink is handed over. Time for small talk?

→ Up a Tree;

The obligatory my pet cat/snake/robobird is stuck in a tree. Maybe it's full Captain America gear, maybe it's just jeans-and-tee Bucky Barnes, but either way he's jumping to catch the lowest branch, swinging himself into the tree and starting to climb.

"What's its name?" he calls down as he climbs. Hopefully the thing isn't too scared or injured and thus in a lashing out mood, but he won't be able to tell for sure until he gets closer to it.

ELSEWHERE
→ Wildcard;

Got an idea? Drop something below and I'll roll with it, or hit me up here or at sometimesamuse or Discord for more in-depth plotting. Note that while I write starters in prose, I'll match brackets if that's your preferred style. Bucky has no secret identity; he's Captain America, he's from the 1940s, and a decent amount of his history is probably touted in a museum somewhere (he hates that exhibit). So feel free to have your character recognize him, know things about him (and make assumptions based on those things!), and generally give him a hard time. Villains and heroes: whether or not he knows your secret identity is up to you, but if it's a secret and you've told him, he'll keep that secret.

Comments

[happybeeps]

Oh. Poe pauses. He'd been mostly joking, and he offers a sympathetic look as he considers the heavier implications of that.

"Huh...well- I like this. And uh-...I've always been pretty good at charming people. If it comes to it I bet I can convince whoever I need to."

[sinistral]

"I like this too," Bucky agrees, because he does. Flirting and teasing is fun, especially with someone like Poe who gives as good as he gets. "We keep it like this and if it looks like we want more, I'll let you put your charms to work?"

[happybeeps]

"Seems fair," Poe agrees, "You think I'd be charming enough on my own, or would I need to clean up my act?" he asks, half teasing.

[sinistral]

"I think you'd manage." Because of his personality, but also because Poe has a stubbornly determined streak. Bucky smiles into his coffee, happy that he hasn't scared the other man off too soon. "I've heard you can be very persuasive."

[happybeeps]

"Got you here, didn't I?" Poe teases with a look of pride, "So...tell me more about what I have to do to earn myself one of those pictures?"

[sinistral]

"You did," he chuckles. Maybe it's just all the teasing and play flirting that finally convinced him. He digs his personal phone out of his pocket, thumbs the unlock, opens his photos and shoots a quick message to Poe's phone. This one's a lot more risque than the cat pic, all wet hair, steamy bathroom mirror, towel barely hanging onto hips, the hint of ink disappearing under that towel.

"You did share good terrible coffee with me," he explains. "That's worth something."

[happybeeps]

"Oh, that was easier than I thought," Poe remarks, sparing a quick glance around to make sure the limited eyes around them weren't prying before opening the message.

His lips curl into an appreciative smirk, taking it in before glancing back up to the real deal. "What's that hiding under your towel, Captain?" he teases with a surprised arch of his brow. That certainly didn't vibe with his Captain America Persona.

[sinistral]

"I mean, I have kept you in suspense all day." None of their comments in the meeting were enough to excite either of them into making an embarrassing scene, but still. Something something office professionalism.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Bucky shoots back, smirking. "That one's for you to keep wondering for a bit."

[happybeeps]

"Not very nice," Poe agrees, " And I really would," he laughs, leaning his head to peer curiously at Bucky as though he could see through his clothes and find out for himself, biting at that lip again.

"I dunno if I've got one queued up to offer in return," he muses, flipping through his phone with an exaggerated pout.

[sinistral]

Bucky's clothes aren't giving anything away, not when it comes to that hint of ink. "Play your cards right, and I might let you see it." It's better in person anyway; he doesn't say it but his expression certainly implies it.

"Gonna leave me with nothing but anticipation? You're such a tease." He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it though.

[happybeeps]

"Is that a challenge?" Ohh, there's a familiar glint in Poe's eye, one that usually promises trouble, and he grins eagerly.

"Hey- I'm looking, all right? I don't have steamy pics as readily on hand as you do apparently," he counters with pointed smirk, crossing his leg beneath the table and letting his foot trace up the edge of Bucky's leg in apology.

[sinistral]

"Want it to be?" He winks, knowing how Poe will take it as an invitation.

That smirk makes him laugh though; really, it's that Bucky has two phones and the pics on his personal one are... well, a little more personal. He presses his leg into that contact, welcoming it. "I aim to please, you know."

[happybeeps]

"Always~," he returns easily.

He traces a slow pattern with that foot, up and down, and to his credit he gives nothing away on the surface before he finds what he's looking for, sending along a picture of his own.

He's in bed, lip caught in his teeth as he looks up into the camera, and given the angle of the picture, it seems like someone else may have taken it. His gives away even less than Bucky's, showing some skin in the sheen of his chest, but the setting suggests quite a bit.

"So do I."

[sinistral]

"Good." If Bucky could lean down to catch that foot he might, but it'd be awkward; the table is a little too much in the way. He keeps the idea in mind though; Poe's foot in his lap where he could trace little patterns against the ankle bone is definitely an idea.

He checks the message after another sweep to make sure there's no one within potential peeking distance, and groans a little when he opens it. God but he looks sinful, like he's clearly not afraid to ask for what he wants.

"Damn but you look good in the sheets," he murmurs, low and a little heated. The fact that someone else had to have taken the picture doesn't escape him. Rather, it highlights that Poe clearly doesn't mind a little photography.

[happybeeps]

That would be nice. Poe's foot drops for a moment, enough to hook the leg of Bucky's chair and inch it just a little closer before it slides bac up.

He looks pleased with the reaction, and smiles like he knows it's true and he's not at all ashamed of that fact. "I'll have to take some more for you tonight. Really show those threads off."

[sinistral]

Oh, is that how they're going to play it? Bucky aids the movement by scooting his chair closer, then snagging that wandering foot. His hand sneaks under the hem of Poe's pant leg, caressing the ankle bone.

"Yeah? You gonna do that just for me?" The thought makes Bucky's pulse kick up a little bit. It's been a while since he's really gotten to tease like this.

[happybeeps]

Well, he knows what he wants, remember? Poe breathes in a slow breath through his nose, lips curling and he hides some of that grin behind his mug as a shiver runs through him.

"Definitely, you deserve it after today," Poe promises, head tilting curiously, "Do you have any requests?"

[sinistral]

Flirting definitely takes a different tone when there's coffee, when they can hide smirks and smiles behind the rim of a mug. Bucky's thinking this might have to become a regular thing.

"You're so good to me," he replies, squeezing the ankle he still has captive. "I like a good tease. Show me what'll make me want to be between those sheets with you."

[happybeeps]

"Mmm, I think I can manage that," Poe muses with a hum, like he's planning out the shots in his head, "If I do a good job do I get to see that ink?" he bargains with a cheeky grin, flexing his foot to try and tease over his pants.

[sinistral]

"You give me incentive to show you what I'm hiding, I might even let you see it in person someday."

Bucky squeezes that ankle again, shifts so Poe's foot is more firmly situated in his lap. It's probably dangerous to tease like this when they're technically in public but that's at least half the fun.

[happybeeps]

"I think you might be a worse tease than I am," Poe accuses with a grin, the toe of his boot toying with Bucky far too casually.

"Maybe you won't have to settle for just pictures," he offers, arching a brow, "Would video be more incentive? For your eyes only, of course."

[sinistral]

"Not everyone has the balls to even try to tease me. Can you blame me for enjoying it now?" Flirty comments are one thing but most of them are throwaway things, not meant for serious pursuit. Hell, he'd lumped a lot of Poe's comments in that category before tonight.

Speaking of teasing, however, Bucky groans. Yes, he's interested. If Poe keeps teasing that interest is going to be pretty evident too. "Yeah? That'd definitely earn you some privileges to see little more of what I keep hidden. Private show, you understand."

[happybeeps]

"Mmm, their loss." Poe's honestly fighting not to just suggest they duck into the restroom now, but as satisfying as that would be, it would deny them the thrill of this continued teasing.

He laughs softly into his cup at that groan, looking pleased with himself, wondering how long Bucky can keep from attracting attention, pressing a touch firmer.

"That's all the incentive I need."

[sinistral]

Maybe another time they'll sneak into the bathroom, blow off some of the tension that's building between then. But right now he's enjoying the tension ramping up, wanting to see how much higher they can tease.

"And your gain." He tightens his grip on Poe's ankle, letting his hips roll against the toe of his boot for just a moment. "I don't mind giving you all the incentive you need."

[happybeeps]

Poe's eyes skirt to check that they are still going unnoticed. It feels as though they're practically going at it on top of the table, but in reality it all looks rather tame on the surface, so long as no one looks too closely.

He wets his lips, breath a little unsteady as he shifts in his seat. "You're all ready giving me plenty."