Rewrite of Snowflake 1 & 2
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Cold weather meant relentless cuddling from Bucky in bed. No matter what he would wrap an arm around Sam, though not his metal arm because then Sam would yell at him for the coldness, though eventually it would warm, and he would be able to hug him.
In his sleep, Bucky guesses he might be a little more manhandling as he isn't awake to fully measure out how much strength he needs for certain things. It made Sam struggle a little at times, he was being squeezed into Bucky's arms, but he didn't mind, it was only sometimes when certain ideas wouldn't go away, and it didn't help that Bucky slept shirtless and only in sweats. Now in so-called "cuddle season" it was even worse, Bucky pressed up against him and Sam woke Bucky up when he let out an accidental groan.
"Sam?" Bucky asked sleepily, he didn't stop hugging Sam for one second.
Their difference in height didn't help either. Bucky slept contentedly, but Sam was suffering. His face flushed as Bucky got comfortable, his left arm over Sam, hand curled loosely around his inner thigh while Sam lay on his other arm because Bucky didn't mind. Sam blushed, unable to move and being moved simultaneously by Bucky made an embarrassing amount of blood rush down between his legs. Another factor that only added to Sam's suffering was that he was dressed in loose pajama shorts and Bucky's metal hand gave him chills when he had started to rub small circles against his inner thigh.
"Are you having another nightmare?"
"Nightmare? Wait, did you think those noises were because I was having a nightmare?"
There's a beat of silence.
"I mean, why else are you whimpering?"
Sam let out a shaky sigh,"Why else?"
"Bucky, I can feel your dick on my ass and your hand is entirely to my dick for me to be having nightmares," Sam spills out.
"Oh," is all Bucky says.
Sam sucks in a breath as Bucky shifts, looking at just how he has a hold on Sam, "do I always do this in my sleep?"
"I mean, sometimes, yeah," Sam stammers out an answer. Bucky doesn't move his hand anymore, but he still has it under his hiked-up shorts. Bucky brings his head back down, leaning in closely to Sam,"y'know you could just wake me up next time?"
Sam wishes he would've thought before he spoke because the burning, he feels all over his body amplifies when Bucky tightens his hold on him.
"I mean, it's kinda hot, you manhandle me a lot in your sleep, I just," Sam stops speaking as Bucky presses a kiss to the back of his neck.
"You are too good for me," Bucky whispers slowly. His voice is still full of sleep and sounds rough in Sam's ear.
"Ah," Sam lets out a moan and all of Bucky's sleep is long gone.
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sambucky shorts
قصص الهواةsome sambucky things; most the pics are my edits unless i say otherwise P.s. also im just doing this until i feel motivated enough to write full oneshots that are well written
