[ Oh, easy there, tiger. Bucky makes a soft noise of amusement when his Steve, his precious lover turns in his arms and takes matters into his own hands -- it's what he always loves about him, that he's aggressive, that he doesn't wait for anything to happen; and simply moves forward to take whatever he wants however he wants it.

He exhales warmly, pressing into his hand as he revels in the idea of being married to Steve, to stand by him for better or worse, and to spend all his life with him. He loves him beyond all comprehension, and he grips him tighter, a large hand slipping into Steve's panties to squeeze his ass, to slide his middle finger into his tight, hot little hole. ]

Oh, baby.

[ He groans, his words huskier, rougher. ] I always love pounding into this cute little hole of yours. Gonna spread you open right here, fuck you until you scream.