[ Steve kisses his way over Bucky's skin, not quite sure what he's doing but knowing that he wants to show Bucky every ounce of affection that he can. There's not an inch of Bucky's boy that Steve wouldn't kiss. ]
You might just have to keep kissing me. I need a lot of data.
[ The words are whispered into Bucky's ear, amused and breathless.
Bucky's hand on his back gives him all sorts of idea about how he wants to touch Bucky and slowly his hand slides down enough to get under the hem of Bucky's shirt where his palm smooths over warm skin to lat flat against his ribs. ]
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You might just have to keep kissing me. I need a lot of data.
[ The words are whispered into Bucky's ear, amused and breathless.
Bucky's hand on his back gives him all sorts of idea about how he wants to touch Bucky and slowly his hand slides down enough to get under the hem of Bucky's shirt where his palm smooths over warm skin to lat flat against his ribs. ]