"So, here's your resting spot for the evening... two beds, for two- DEAR LORD, GET A ROOM!" Unable to resist the magnetic pull between them, the sinful soldiers kept their lips locked in a fiery shroud, oblivious to the world around them. As they devoured each other's kisses with insatiable hunger, the innkeeper's eyes widened in disbelief, and he practically sprinted away, thoroughly scandalized by their unabashed display of passion. Despite his hasty retreat, the Majors remained lost in their own world, their fervent make-out session continuing without a care for the man's dismayed departure.
"Did you hear anything?" y/n gasped, breaking away from the kiss to catch her breath. Both of them glanced around, noticing the absence of the old man who had escorted them to their room. With the night young and their desires burning, there was no time to waste. Instead of returning to Thorpe Abbotts, which was a good 45 minutes away, she suggested spending the night at the very pub Bucky had introduced her to months ago — a place where he had often sought his carnal needs. And now, with him away in London, she could share this intimate space with his best friend, lighting up a passionate flame of forbidden ecstasy between them.
