Bucky had been surprised when Zemo had handed him a bag then took his other bags into the kitchen to prepare dinner; the super soldier peered curiously into it and felt himself smile. Ayo who had accompanied Zemo on his shopping trip to the market rolled her eyes and stalked off to watch her charge, Sam was interested so Bucky proudly pulled out three records of 40s music. Sam gave Bucky a shoulder pat then wandered over to Ayo shaking his head, Sam couldn’t grasp his love for the music but Bucky couldn’t stop grinning. Since getting back into the world he’d used Steve’s little book to explore things he’d missed out on but he kept going back to the music of his era, he found comfort in the familiar however playing them on various electronic devices didn’t give him the same vibe has actual records. Pulling out one of the vinyls he started to read the back of the sleeve when he glanced up and frowned, disappointment followed. Once again Zemo came to Bucky’s rescue by striding over to the wall by his desk where he pushed on a hidden panel that clicked open to reveal a record player; he inclined his head at Bucky and went back to his chopping board. The soldier couldn’t stop grinning he felt a gentle warmth in his chest from Zemo’s acknowledgement, Sam had in the past took him out for the odd beer but had never brought him a gift not that he’d ever expected one however it felt nice to be thought of. Looking through the records he plumped for the Wartime Memories and excitedly pulled it from the cardboard sheath, carefully placed it on the player then watched as the arm lifted, swung over and gently dropped to rest on the spinning disc. Strains of Glenn Miller’s String of Pearls came through the hidden speakers and Bucky settled down on the couch to listen. Sam and Ayo lasted for a few more songs but when Sentimental Journey came on they came up with the excuse that Zemo was out of oregano and several other things so they were going to get some more, the Baron stood sipping his whiskey staring at them as if they had lost their minds. Bucky stood as Sam grabbed his coat before he could ask him if it was him or the music Ayo had ushered his friend out of the door. Bucky’s shoulders slumped; once again he was the odd man out; he was a man out of step with the modern world around him, adrift with no anchor to keep him rooted; Sam’s tastes were different from his and normally that wouldn’t be a problem because they could find common ground. Then there’d be little things like this that reminded him that he was an old man that looked like a middle aged man but still had the thoughts, hopes and dreams of a younger man. Sighing he moved towards the player.
“Don’t you dare turn that off,” Zemo said softly.
Bucky stilled and blinked at the Baron.
“I brought them for you to enjoy so enjoy,” he said waving at music system.
Bucky nodded, small wave gratitude washed over him and as a song from The Ink Spots came on he decided to let himself go for moment, and to be like his old self so he started to move with the music.
“I haven’t danced since 1943,” Bucky murmured. “I use to love going dancing and I mean proper dancing none of this jumping about in a spot or looking like you’ve been hit by a few thousand volts.”
Zemo who had been sipping his whiskey carefully watching Bucky smirked around the glass at his lips.
“And don’t get me going on the music,” Bucky huffed.
The Baron put his empty glass down and practically sashayed up to the super soldier.
“How about you dance with me?” Zemo asked.
Bucky looked at the man’s bland expression has he tried to look innocent but Zemo was never innocent and the Baron’s eyes sparkled with dark fire.
“I’ll even let you lead,” he said raising his hands.
Bucky’s eyebrows rose in disbelief especially when the song changed to something with a little more of a jitterbug beat.
“I can assure you I can keep up,” stated the Sokovian.
It was Bucky’s turn to smirk has he grabbed Zemo and pulling him into the dance; the super soldier had to give the Baron his due he did keep up and let Bucky twirl him around. After a couple of dances both men had loosened up so taking what may be his only opportunity to legitimately throw a commanding officer around he took it and pulled Zemo into a swing lift then easily tossed him over his other hip, he finished the dance with an underarm turn which somehow turned into a cuddle step. They were both smiling and laughing, and Bucky was surprised how genuine Zemo’s laugh was. In turn Bucky was happy twirling, spinning and holding a warm body in his arms he felt like he’s glimpsed a piece of his old carefree self. Zemo seemed to be just enjoying seeing Bucky happy.
Bucky wasn’t sure who kissed who first but once he started he couldn’t stop; Zemo’s lips tasted of the Sokovian’s favoured whiskey sweet but with smoky undertones, Bucky’s hands slipped around the man pulling him closer whereas the Baron’s tugged his t-shirt out of his jeans so he could access the super soldier’s flesh. Rough fingertips explored the warm skin, with lust building between them Bucky feeling the zipper pressing against his hardened length spun Zemo around and walked him backwards until he ran into a wall where he preceded rub up against the trapped man. The super soldier was gratified to feel Zemo’s own interest in the situation was just has full blown has his own. Bucky fingers quickly undone his trousers, fishing his member out before doing the same to Zemo, his fingers encircled their erections giving them an experimental tug. A grin cut his face in half has the Baron gave a low groan and bared his neck in submission to him. Bucky kissed along Zemo’s jaw, nibbled on his ear as he jerked them off their precum slicking his hand has he swiped over the heads. The sounds Zemo was making spurred him on, capturing his mouth again he plundered it however he felt his eyes cross has Zemo found his nipples and began to play with them. Breaking off the kiss he ran his teeth down the Baron’s bared neck to suck up a small hickey, the man was unravelling, thrusting into Bucky’s grip and hearing his name being panted out by the Sokovian made him feel ten foot tall. Bucky brought them both to completion and they nuzzled for a little while before reality set in and they awkwardly parted to clean up.
Sam and Ayo came back about twenty minutes later blissfully unaware of the brief assignation between the ex-Winter Soldier and his former handler. Later after dinner Zemo took the empty dishes over to the kitchen with Bucky helpfully grabbing the condiments to put back in the cupboard. While their companions enthusiastically finished off the wine the soldier let his fingers brush against the back of Zemo’s hand, earning him a shy smile. Bucky knew then that he’d be making his friends go on a lot of random missions in the future meaning he’d be left to babysit Zemo so they could dance the nights away and from the mischievous sparkle in the Baron’s brown eyes that was fine with him too.