The last thing Bucky had expected was to be yanked into the guy's lap. He yelped and flailed, but didn't fight the grip. The position they ended up in was embarrassing as hell. The jokes were going to be bad enough as it was; if the Commandos saw him like this, the 'princess' jokes would never stop.
On the other hand, he had to admit there was a lot less agonizing pressure against the flayed soles of his feet, like this. "If I was your fella, I'd sure as hell be objecting to this," he muttered, but didn't argue or try to get free. "Uh, thanks. Can't be comfortable for you."
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Date: 2016-06-28 10:01 pm (UTC)On the other hand, he had to admit there was a lot less agonizing pressure against the flayed soles of his feet, like this. "If I was your fella, I'd sure as hell be objecting to this," he muttered, but didn't argue or try to get free. "Uh, thanks. Can't be comfortable for you."