[by Justgot1]
Author's Summary:
Captain America trashes his motorcycle a lot. Tony says he'll fix it, then never gets around to it and just buys him a new one. Steve, the Depression-era kid, can't stand the waste and goes looking for somewhere near him in Brooklyn where he can get his bike fixed. That's how he finds Red Star Bike Repair, and the hot Russian-immigrant bike racer who runs it: all long hair and muscles and tattoos. And for the first time since he woke from the ice, Steve feels a connection to someone; a comfort in the other man's silences and his space, an attraction in his sheer skill at racing. But James Barnes isn't exactly who he seems...
My Summary:
Extreme sport motorcycle racing. Darcy, the Red Star receptionist and stress baker, and Pingu the dog. Russian Black Ops. Hitman for the Russian mafia mob boss Lukin. Codename: Winter. Many more and darker secrets. Adopted and disowned by Lukin for being gay. A faked death and new start in America. And everything was going well until James fell in love with Steve Rogers. Then all hell broke loose with James' past. And oh yes, with SHIELD and Nick Fury too.
Excerpt (Chapter 4):
The Harley is finished about ten minutes later. James rolls it off the work stand and then presses the keys into Steve's hand.
They both freeze there, hands touching, staring at each other. Steve's heart feels like it's going to come unmoored, tear out of his chest, it's beating so fast. Mine he's mine.
Finally James breaks the connection, lifting his hand away. But then he brings it up slowly to Steve's face, running his fingers ever so gently, feather-light, down Steve's cheek, and then ghosts his thumb over Steve's lower lip. Steve's eyes flutter shut and he can't help, can't stop the low moan that escapes him.
“About that date,” James murmurs. “Don't forget.”
Then James walks out front and Steve is left there with his bike and a snoring pit bull and a hard-on and a feeling like part of him is missing now that James has gone.
* * *
James walks out front and leans on the counter next to Darcy. She thinks he looks a little stressed, breathing heavily. “Can you watch the shop for fifteen minutes?” he asks. “I need to, uh, go upstairs--”
“--and have a little moment about how in the very near future you're probably going be tapping that perfect blond ass? Go, James. Have that moment.” Darcy holds up a hand and James' face breaks into a grin. He high-fives her.
Darcy shoves the red star on his shoulder, affectionately. “Seriously you two are like the hottest guys in the world. You have to bang. And also you have to video it for me. PROMISE ME.”
James groans. “Darcy, no.”
“Darcy YES,” Darcy grins.
Excerpt (Chapter 5):
Steve gives Clint the broad outlines of his problem. “So, uh, that bike racer? James Barnes? He fixes my bike and... I really want to go out with him and I think it's mutual but Natasha found out some really bad stuff about him, about his past--”
Clint groans. “Of course she did. Thanks, Tash.”
“--and, and, and he's not someone that Captain America can go out with. That I can go out with. He's not doing it any more, but his past is... real bad, Clint.”
When Steve is finished, Clint looks at him over a red Solo cup. He taps Steve's chest once. “You're head over heels for this guy. You should go for it.” Then he takes a big swig of his beer.
“You really think everything will be okay?” Steve asks, incredulous at the simplicity and assurance of Clint's response.
“Aw, no, man, it'll be a complete fuckin' disaster,” Clint says, putting down his beer and leaning forwards. "Love always is." He points a finger at Steve. “But you'll be happy. And dude, show me where in the manual you got when you became Captain America that it says you should deny yourself happiness because of what other people think. They don't fuckin' own you, man. Even if they did, I think dying for your country counts as emancipation in full.”
Steve smirks. “I didn't get a manual when I became Captain America.”
Clint spreads his hands and grins. “Well, there you go. Go bang the fit biker dude, Cap.” Then his eyes brighten as he sniffs the air. “Man, corn nuts. Did they have corn nuts in your time?”
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