[The underlying affection and trust they have for each other is probably a large part of why this works so well for them. They simply fit together, and Bucky feels almost complete when Steve looks at him with that softness in his eyes. The smile he wears in response is probably a little goofy but he doesn't care because it feels so nice to linger like this, warm and happy eagerly returning each kiss that Steve gifts him.]

You just being you is enough for me. I've wanted this for a while, wanted it with you.

[The timing hadn't been right until now; it's an irrefutable fact but Bucky still can't help how happy he is that things are finally falling into place. That they can be here like this, together; that they can cuddle and kiss and touch. He slides a leg along Steve's, shifts to try to press more of himself against his partner (as if there's any space between them at all).]

You are. Everything we're doing has been perfect for me.

[Everything from dance lessons to coffee to kissing to sex, it's perfect.]