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“Hey, is that the kind of greeting I get for trying to give you a scratch?” Bucky shook out his hand, the metal still bright and hot from the flames. He picked up a sprig of dried lavender and watched as it turned to glittering ash. “…I guess that works.”

Tony just licked his lips, nuzzling against Bucky’s neck more closely. You’re welcome.

2018 WinterIron Spring Fling

My gift for fiax / @socialtendancies!
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