Sometimes Curt wonders if John knows how lost he looks without Gale at his side, like Curt doesn’t notice the glances he throws behind him hoping to catch one last glimpse of Gale’s silhouette before the darkness swallows him up. John turns back smiling down at Curt, before taking in another puff of his Lucky Strike, politely blowing smoke from the corner of his mouth away from Curt like the gentleman he isn’t. Curt burrows deeper into the warmth of John’s body and wonders where he factors into the two Bucks saga of epic love. Named and claimed on day one, inseparable as two halves of the same thing.
He’s been clinging to the fringes of that love, lapping up the runoff of that unspoken passion happily. Lately it’s been feeling like maybe it’s not enough but he takes what he can get without complaint.
Source: roll the dice on my thighs, by Honeyedwine – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]
Adult, kind of poly. Love Curt in this – irresistibly drawn to the intense relationship the two Bucks share, he figures he’s happy to give Bucky the sexual release he needs while pining for his best friend.