[ Steve makes another fuzzy, pleased sound as his hips rock up against Bucky. It's a slow, lazy movement, chasing the feeling without any real desperation yet. He tips his head to the side, giving Buck all the access he could want to Steve's throat. ]
I can tell.
[ There's humor in his voice. It's not as if he doesn't want Bucky just as much. He's a little sluggish as he opens his eyes, hands exploring Bucky's skin like it's still new and he can't get enough of it. ]
I could get used to waking up like this.
[ He shifts then, turns his head so he can kiss Bucky, just as slow and lazy as the rest of his movements. ]
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I can tell.
[ There's humor in his voice. It's not as if he doesn't want Bucky just as much. He's a little sluggish as he opens his eyes, hands exploring Bucky's skin like it's still new and he can't get enough of it. ]
I could get used to waking up like this.
[ He shifts then, turns his head so he can kiss Bucky, just as slow and lazy as the rest of his movements. ]