[Maybe this shouldn't be as easy as it is, but Bucky is too happy to care right now. Curled up with Steve, lazily petting skin and dropping kisses here and there like this is something they do all the time, like this is perfectly normal. And he wants it to be, wants it to be their normal, wants this closeness that they're really just starting to explore.
He sighs at a particularly nice touch, at the way Steve's hands linger. The sound is completely happy and full of contentment.]
Neither will I, pal. We have to start somewhere, right?
[He presses his smile against Steve's throat, attempts to crawl a little more under his skin. Bucky has no intention of going anywhere anytime soon — either tonight, or extending further into their lives. He doesn't know what the future will bring; neither of them do. But it doesn't matter because he thinks his is all he needs.]
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He sighs at a particularly nice touch, at the way Steve's hands linger. The sound is completely happy and full of contentment.]
Neither will I, pal. We have to start somewhere, right?
[He presses his smile against Steve's throat, attempts to crawl a little more under his skin. Bucky has no intention of going anywhere anytime soon — either tonight, or extending further into their lives. He doesn't know what the future will bring; neither of them do. But it doesn't matter because he thinks his is all he needs.]
And having you in my bed is a damn good start.