[ Steve always answers when Bucky calls, and this time is no different. He comes to him smiling, warmth in his eyes when he sees Bucky bundled up so snugly. He had been studying him ever since Steve had started puttering around in the kitchen, and he takes his hand with a soft hum. ]
You're in a good mood today.
[ He notices the look in Bucky's eyes, the way his voice softens in him, and he recognizes the desire that makes his heart skip a beat. Bucky has always made his own needs clear, and on this fine morning, it's obvious that the man is in the mood for more than just looking. And Steve is sure to give it to him, happy to remind him that he belongs to Bucky, heart and mind and soul. To him, his Bucky is a creature of beauty, a man who had seen and endured the worst of humanity, and still managed to find a way to come back to himself.
He loves him, adores him, and he obediently lets him take off the shirt before his arms come around Bucky's shoulders to pull him close, and keeping him warm. With a low, appreciative groan, he gently nips at his bottom lip, relishing the feel of cool metal against his skin. ]
no subject
You're in a good mood today.
[ He notices the look in Bucky's eyes, the way his voice softens in him, and he recognizes the desire that makes his heart skip a beat. Bucky has always made his own needs clear, and on this fine morning, it's obvious that the man is in the mood for more than just looking. And Steve is sure to give it to him, happy to remind him that he belongs to Bucky, heart and mind and soul. To him, his Bucky is a creature of beauty, a man who had seen and endured the worst of humanity, and still managed to find a way to come back to himself.
He loves him, adores him, and he obediently lets him take off the shirt before his arms come around Bucky's shoulders to pull him close, and keeping him warm. With a low, appreciative groan, he gently nips at his bottom lip, relishing the feel of cool metal against his skin. ]
You cold, Buck...?