"If you're sure... I need you to be sure about this." He kissed down to Bucky's adam's apple, sucking lightly on it. One hand moved up and down Bucky's back, dragging his fingernails lightly over his spine.

There was no kind of with Steve. He was scared. He hoped it didn't show too much in the way he trembled beneath Bucky's touch. He wasn't sure what scared him more, the fact that he was so upset over losing Bucky or how much he was unraveling now that his friend was back. Friend didn't even begin to cover how he felt about the man beside him.

For him, there had never been anyone else. Losing Bucky had almost killed him. He knows it's unhealthy, but he just can't stop himself from wanting it. His mouth moves lower, teeth grazing over Bucky's collarbone as a small moan slips out. His body begins to react, causing Steve to blush. That is what Bucky does to him, even when he wasn't around.

Steve would never admit all the times he'd thought of Bucky in his life.

"You know, when you smile like that, you're pretty damn cute."