45... 46... 47... 48... 49... 50! Ready or not, here I come!"
From the couch, Sam watched Bucky play hide and seek with his nephews.
"I'll find you kids. Look out! Uncle Bucky is coming!"
Sam thought it was cute, the way Bucky completely let his guard down with AJ and Cass. After a few minutes of pretending to look for them although he knew where they were, Bucky feigned surprise when they kids jumped on him. He fake-fell to the ground with frightened screams.
After a few moments, he sat up a little breathless.
"Well kids Uncle Bucky is actually Grandpa Bucky, I am too old for this, I need a break."
He headed for the kitchen, Sam followed him and stood in the doorway. Bucky grabbed a bottle of fresh water and began to take a deep drink. Sam couldn't help but follow with his eyes a drop that had run down Bucky's chin and was now following the fine line of his adam's apple before sliding under his Henley.
When he looked up, his eyes met Bucky's. He saw the same warmth burning in his. Bucky simply ran his tongue over his lips and that was enough to set Sam on fire.
"Oh god, how do you go from cute to sexy in seconds?"
Bucky leaned against the kitchen counter, and with a provoking glow in the eyes answered Sam, "Hm I don't know, but a few seconds ago you weren't in this kitchen. Maybe you're the one responsible."
"Oh man..."
There were limits to what Sam could endure, and clearly he had reached it. He closed the kitchen door behind him and walked quickly over to Bucky. He pressed him against the counter, and placing his arms on either side, he began to devour his lips in a long and passionate kiss.
When they caught their breath a few minutes later, panting, Bucky put his forehead to Sam's and whispered against his lips, "So I'm sexy?"
"Bucky, shut up and let me kiss you. I have hardly had enough." Sam groaned before showing more thoroughly how, yes he found his lover sexy.