meeting the baron!
Upon entering the home, Andrea was hit with the sound of music, classical music to be exact.
“He’s probably in the parlour.” Bucky said as he hung up his jacket.
Now it was Andrea’s turn to question what a ‘parlour’ was. His question was answered when Bucky lead him into a parlour. A parlour turns out to be a rich persons living room.
Sat on 1 of the settees was a man reading a book, a glass of tea on the small table next to him. 1 of the most beautiful men that Andrea had ever seen, apart from Bucky of course.
The man had fluffy brown hair, a few strands of which fell onto his forehead. His deep brown eyes held more than a hint of mischief in them. Glasses were perched on his nose. A thick beard covered the bottom portion of his face and if Andrea wanted to know how it felt between his thighs than that was between him and his horny thoughts. His horny thoughts were only made worse by the purple silk dressing gown that he was wear with a deep enough V that Andrea could see half of his chest.
“Doll, we have a guest.” Bucky said, catching the man’s attention.
The man dog eared his book and set it on the table along with his glasses. He looked up at Andrea, who felt himself freeze.
“Guest?” He asked as he stood up. “This is Andrea Marowski. Only 1 of the best violinists in the world.”
Andrea felt himself blush at the praise.
“Thank you. Sir.” Andrea said, ducking his head only for the man to grip his chin, tilting his head up to meet his gaze.
“Call me Zemo, my dear boy.” He said.
‘Oh.’
“Oh, you’re that Zemo.” Andrea said.
“That Zemo?” He asked sounding amused.
“Clint mentioned you. Something about you eating me alive and me thanking you for it.” He said.
Zemo smirked, throwing a look at his husband over his shoulder.
“He’s not wrong.” He said before looking back at Andrea. “But I’d rather have you begging for it.”
‘What?’
Getting back on track, Andrea asked.
“You listen to my music?”
“Listen, my dear boy, I absolutely love your music. You play wonderfully.” Zemo said, the sincerity of his tone making his blush deepen. “In fact, I have tickets to see your next show.”
“Oh, that’s nice, I’ll be sure to look for you in the crowd.” Andrea said, a small part hoping that they would show up at his show.
Andrea looked back at Bucky who just seemed to be amused by his husbands antics. Was this a normal thing for the 2 of them? Bucky saves someone at the pub then he brings him home to his husband. Where the husband seems very flirty.
“So, where did my dear husband find you darling?” Zemo asked, sitting back on the settee, 1 leg crossed over the other.
Bucky sat next to his husband as Andrea sat across from, giving himself some space, a bit of breathing room.
“My car broke down, so I walked to the bar.” Andrea said, with a small shrug.
“In this weather, you must be freezing darling.” Zemo said, sounding concerned.
“That’s what I said.” Bucky said.
“God, both of you sound like my brother.” Andrea joked.
“Sounds like a smart man.” Zemo said.
“Comes with being a doctor.” Andrea joked.
“Well, we should make sure you don’t freeze to death, so we can get you back to him.” Zemo said, standing up.
“Oh, there’s no need for that. Bucky took care of it at the pub.” Andrea said.
“Did he now?” Zemo asked, with a sly smirk, throwing his husband a look which earned him an eye roll.
“Puppy, if there’s anything I’ve learnt in this marriage is that it’s next to impossible to stop Zemo. So, I suggest you listen to him.” Bucky said, earning himself a small glare from Andrea (which was more adorable than frightening) at the nickname.
“Come with me darling, I’ll get you all warmed up.” Zemo said holding a handout for Andrea which the violinist took.
Zemo lead him out of the parlour, Bucky throwing Andrea a wink. Andrea wasn’t sure where he was being lead. Zemo confused Andrea more than Bucky did which was saying something. This entire situation felt odd. Not serial killer odd but still odd.
Zemo pulled Andrea in a bedroom which was a lavishly decorated as the rest of the house. Once again raising the question of how rich the 2 of them were.
As Andrea opened his mouth to question what was happening, Zemo said.
“Wait here.”
Zemo disappeared into an adjoining room before Andrea could say anything.
‘Okay.’
Feeling a tad awkward, Andrea perched on the edge of the bed, waiting for Zemo’s return like he had been told. He wanted to look around the room but felt that it would be a bit rude, especially with him in the other room, able to come in at any point.
Thankfully, Andrea didn’t have to wait for long, because Zemo was returning a short while later, with a bit of a flourish, steam escaping through the now open door. Zemo beckoned him forward, Andrea going willingly.
“I’ve drawn you a bath my tea, help you warm up and relax.” Zemo said.
“Oh, there was no need, really.” Andrea started to protest only to be interrupted by Zemo holding a hand up to silence him.
“Just think of it as me being a good host.” Zemo said and how could someone argue with that. There was just 1 problem.
“I don’t have any other clothes to wear.” Andrea said, nose winkling in disgust at the idea of putting on the same clothes again.
Zemo let his eyes rake up and down Andrea’s form, not exactly subtle about it.
“We’re roughly the same side, you can borrow some of my clothes, darling.” Zemo said.
“Are you sure?” Andrea asked.
Zemo cupped his face gently, forcing Andrea to look him in the eye.
“Andrea, my dear, you’ll quickly find that I never say things that I don’t mean.” Zemo said honestly.
Andrea wasn’t sure what it was but all that he wanted to do was lean in and kiss him. The only thing that stopped him was Zemo’s husband who was downstairs. Andrea didn’t think he’d take too kindly to the stranger that he brought home kissing his husband.
“Thank you, Zemo.” Andrea said with a small smile.
“You’re welcome.” Zemo said letting go of Andrea albeit reluctantly. “I’ll be downstairs with Bucky if you need me. Feel free to take anything out of my closet.”
Zemo left the bathroom, closing the door behind him, leaving Andrea all alone.
Andrea wasn’t sure how to feel about the 2 men. They seemed sweet, if in different ways with Bucky being much more of the intimidating but protective type whereas Zemo was much more of the flirty type. Both of them seemed eager to take care of him, which made Andrea all warm and safe. He was going to bask in that feeling even if it was only for tonight.
Andrea stripped off his clothes, folding them and placing them on the marble counter.
The bath was less of a bath and more of a jacuzzi putting out a pleasant aroma. Andrea could barely see the water for all the bubbles.
Andrea slipped into the bath, moaning in delight as the water warmed his aching muscles. That’s what he got for walking so long down a deserted street.
The bath seemed to have jets which only served to confirm Andrea’s jacuzzi theory. He was quickly falling in love with this bath.
Andrea grabbed some expensive looking shampoo and got to work with his bath time routine. He rinsed and repeated the process with the conditioner. When he was done with his hair, he got to work washing his body with equally expensive body wash, making sure that he was squeaky clean.
Zemo was right when he said that the bath would warm him up and relax him.
When he was done, he climbed out of the bath and grabbed the fluffy towel that had been left for him.
He wrapped it around his waist and left the bathroom but not before peeking his head out to check that no one was there. When he was sure, he left and entered Zemo’s closet.
Andrea was quickly able to work out which of the clothes were Zemo’s and which were Bucky’s. 90% of Bucky’s clothes were some shade of black.
Andrea grabbed a pair of boxers, a long-sleeved shirt. Andrea and Zemo may have been close in size but it was clear that Zemo had more muscles as the shirt showed some of Andrea’s collar bone and covered the boxers.
He was tempted to go downstair in just that outfit but he had a feeling he’d get lectured on it being too cold for that. Even though Zemo would seem like a hypocrite in his silk robe. Regardless, he slipped on a pair of drawstring pants.
Now that he was dressed, Andrea left the bedroom and made his way downstairs. He wasn’t sure where they were downstairs but he figured that the parlour was a good place to start and if they weren’t there then how hard could they be to find.
Low and behold, they were in the parlour, Zemo seeming to be reading to Bucky. Both of them looked up at him as he entered.
“Come here doll.” Bucky said gently, motioning for Andrea.
Who was Andrea to argue?
He walked over to Bucky, stopping in front of him. Bucky pulled him into his lap, tutting when he saw that Andrea’s hair was still wet.
‘Oops.’
“You’ll catch a cold.” Bucky said.
“Sorry.” Andrea apologised. “You 2 seem very eager to take care of me.”
“It’s your fault for being so sweet.” Bucky said, brushing Andrea’s damp locks back.
“I like you 2 taking care of me, makes me feel safe.” Andrea confessed.
“We’re glad, doll.” Bucky said sincerely, pressing a kiss to Andrea’s cheek.
“Shouldn’t you be kissing your husband?” Andrea asked.
“He doesn’t mind.” Bucky said.
Andrea looked at Zemo who was watching them instead of reading.
“James is right. I don’t mind as long as I get you kiss you as well.” Zemo said.
‘Oh.’
Andrea was briefly reminded of their conversation in the bathroom of Zemo not saying things he doesn’t mean.
“As long as your both sure you want that then I don’t mind.” Andrea said shyly.
Zemo cupped his face and pulled him into a kiss. The kiss started off chaste before Zemo licked into his mouth, the kiss turning passionate.
When they broke apart, Zemo looked like the cat that got the canary whilst Andrea’s blush had darkened.
Not 1 to be left out, Bucky moved Andrea head to face him and kissed him. This kiss was different to the 1 that Andrea had shared with Zemo, rougher, but no less passionate.
This time when they broke apart, Andrea found himself feeling breathless.
‘Fuck.’
“What are you reading?” Andrea asked, shyly, curling into Bucky.
Zemo showed him the front cover, Andrea reading the title.
“Would you like me to read to you, my dear?” Zemo asked.
“Yes please.” Andrea said.
Zemo opened the book to where he had bookmarked. He started reading, his soft accented voice washing over Andrea. Andrea didn’t care what he was reading exactly, he just liked the sound of Zemo’s voice. That combined with Bucky playing with his hair, practically petting him, had Andrea feeling sleepy.
After a few pages of this, Andrea felt his eyes start to droop. It didn’t take long for Bucky to notice this.
“Tired, doll?” He asked.
“Maybe.” Andrea muttered rubbing at his eyes.
“You have had a long night, my dear.” Zemo added, bookmarking his book, and closing it.
“Want you to keep reading.” Andrea muttered making Zemo smile.
“How about we take this upstairs and you can fall asleep to me reading to you?” Zemo offered.
Andrea nodded, liking the sound of that idea.
Andrea moved to get off Bucky’s lap so that he could walk upstairs only for Bucky to stand up, picking Andrea up as he went. Andrea really should’ve been used to it with the way this night was going but it never failed to send a thrill of excitement through him.
Bucky carried him bridal style upstairs, Zemo trailing behind them, book in hand. Bucky kicked open the bedroom door, Zemo rolling his eyes behind him.
Entering the bedroom, Bucky gently deposited Andrea on the bed.
“Go and get comfy doll, we’re just going to get changed.” Bucky said.
Bucky and Zemo disappeared into the walk-in-closet whilst Andrea got himself comfortable. He buried his face in 1 of the many, many pillows that were on the bed, inhaling the scent that still lingered.
It wasn’t long before Zemo and Bucky left the closet, both dressed in PJ’s. in Bucky’s case thar meant some low riding bottoms. Andrea tried not to stare but he couldn’t help himself.
Bucky crawled into the bed and Andrea immediately attached himself to him, laying with his head on Bucky’s chest, legs tangled together.
Smiling at the 2, Zemo sat on the bed, crossed legged. He picked up his book from where he had placed it on the nightstand.
“Ready?” Zemo asked, opened his book to the correct page.
Andrea nodded against Bucky’s chest as Bucky hummed his agreement.
“Perfect.” Zemo said, starting to read.
It wasn’t long before Andrea fell asleep against Bucky’s chest. Zemo didn’t even get the chance to finish his chapter.
When Zemo was sure that Andrea was fast asleep, he placed his bookmark back into the book and set the book on the nightstand.
“He’s adorable.” Zemo said, brushing some of Andrea’s hair from his forehead.
“If I didn’t know better, doll, I’d say you want to keep him.” Bucky teased.
“Like you don’t want to do the same.” Zemo said. “That is why you brought him home after playing knight in shining armour, instead of taking him to a hotel.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Bucky said playing coy.
“Sure, you don’t.” Zemo said not believing his husband in the slightest.
Zemo leaned over, pressing a kiss to his husbands cheek.
“Just go to sleep you asshole.” Bucky muttered.
“Now, that’s not a nice thing to call your husband.” Zemo teased.
Bucky rolled his eyes.
“Go to sleep, doll.” He said.
“That’s better.” Zemo said.
Zemo did as he was told, a rare occurrence. He got comfortable in bed and drifted off to sleep, Bucky following suit.