Waking up to pancakes 🥞

The sun shown a bright gold of morning, and that's when zemo woke up.

he was no longer in solidarity of the German prison, the biggest proof is the super soldiers quietly sleeping next to him, peaceful and calm.

Zemo was tempted to kiss him awake, and see his smile, but it's such a good morning, it looks like Bucky had no nightmares.

And he looked so precious, a golden boy. Zemo thought to himself, this must be what he was like before hydra did all the terrible things to him.

Many mornings weren't like this, bucky would wake up in cold sweat, scared, before the sun rose and it was complete dark.

That's why zemo bought him a small night light, in shape of a star.

Bucky would have trouble falling back to sleep, scared of what his sleep would return to. And he would attempt to spare zemo The horrors he has faced, and slip out alone.

Then he would have spend the whole day sleep deprived and upset.

With Zemo's many reassurance, now, every time he woke up with a nightmare, he would reach over, scoop the sokovian into his hug, and zemo would continue to sleep on bucky's chest.

And usually, he would also able to go back to sleep, and spend the day with less scows and more smiles.

Zemo slipped out of bed, put on a robe, brushed his teeth, checked the news and went off to cook something.

He settled on pancakes, he made two blueberry ones for Bucky, and two cranberry and walnut pancakes for himself.

He left them in the pan, and went to wake Bucky up.

He slipped into bed, and lied on bucky's chest, and kissed his neck until he woke up.

He loved lying on Bucky's chest, it makes him feel warm and secure. Nothing could be bad when he is this close to the super soldier.

"You tangled me up like a octopus again, didn't you." Bucky mumbled without opening his eyes.

And zemo kissed him.

It was a comfortable kiss, one they shared many times without ever feeling bored of it.

"I had a cat growing up, it's name was mara. Every morning, she would lie on my chest, and wait for me to wake up. Just quietly purrs until I get up and get his cat food.

My grandmother thought it's a devil trying to eat my soul, but I knew it was an angel."

" You're like my cat, I thought I was 10 years old again, safe in my home, my biggest worry was pirates."

"You're safe here, And this is your home." Zemo reassured.

" Guess what I made for breakfast today." Zemo said with a smirk.

Bucky smiled, he knew what the tricky sokovian was up to, but he had no complaints. He kissed him again, deeper and more loving. Even though he just woke up, he have no morning breath, and just taste like what he always tasted like. Zemo, on the other hand, tasted like the breakfast materials.

"Hmm, blueberries, walnut and what's the last one, cranberries. And I can smell the pancakes already."

" Correct as always, you hungry?"

The glint in bucky's eye told zemo he was hungry. But not for pancakes.

The knowledge went straight to his dick, and bucky smiled when he felt it.

" Well I would have to reward you first." Bucky signed, as if terriblly tired of this duty.

His human hand reached over and cupped zemo's bubble butt.

His other hand started fondling both their erection.

"Oh you are insatiable, doll. Have I not satisfied you last night?"

Zemo's ears pinked, remembering yesterday's crazy endeavor.

Zemo responded by kissing bucky's earlobe, and his hand played with a nipple.

Bucky let out a moan, and his hand reached for the bottle of lube.

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Zemo was once again in his favorite place, lying on Bucky's chest, listening to his heartbeat, smiling as bucky played with his ass.

"You do like to lie on my chest a lot, it's a good thing I got the super soldier serum, or else I would have been crushed to death by now." Bucky teased.

"I don't like super enhanced human beings, but I sure enjoy the perks." Zemo confessed.

" Oh? "

" I love sleeping on My lover's body, you're the first one to let to me actually do that.

"I have been curious, baron, How many people have you actually slept with?"

"Hmmm, seven guys, and five ladies, so 12, the perfect Olympian number." Zemo counted.

" Including me?"

" Yes."

" Good, because the moment you sleep with number 13, you will have some very bad luck indeed." Bucky warned, and kissed a small bruise onto the zemo's shoulder.

" Won't even think of it."