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Late night visits were full of surprises, especially when it came to
Bucky Barnes. All of this had started after they had fallen to sleep
after spending so long researching and delving so deeply into Bucky’s
past that initially neither of them thought that they were going to rest any
time soon, but fatigue and excessive drinking to ease their troubled minds
had vastly caught up with them and they had both ended up asleep next
to one another in one of the beds that Tony had in the lab. (Of course he
had a bed in the lab, who doesn’t have a bed in their lab?)

He would have never thought that they would have ended up as close as
they were. It was a strange kind of close too. Bonding over torture and how
their entire lives were a lie at the most part.
After a few drinks were involved, the obligatory nightcap, then things had
began to spice up.
Tony was awoken by rough kisses to the nape of his neck that trailed down
his body while each button on his shirt was roughly pulled open. Of course
Bucky couldn’t sleep properly, who would after that amount of trauma?
God, how he had needed this.