[ It's not always so easy, but it really is the best thing to do in a situation like this -- to clear your mind of everything else, every other concern at the edges of your thoughts, and enjoy. Steve struggles with it himself, but he has the benefit of experience for once. He's done this with Bucky before and knows just how relaxing it can be, if he allows himself to let go.
That curse from Bucky causes Steve's mouth to twitch. If he's reacting like that, then that must mean that he's having a good time, maybe to the point that it's overwhelming. Bucky will have to take time after they're done here and decide how he feels about all of it, since it's not that easy to examine that sort of thing in the heat of the moment.
And heat is definitely the right word for it, with the way that Bucky is all over him, mouth and hands exploring his body with just the right mix of confidence and uncertainty. No doubt Bucky has done this before in some context, and he might even have the memories of it swimming around in his head, but it's been a while, and Steve doubts it's ever been with another man before. But they can take it as slow as they want. ]
Technically, we did.
[ Steve doesn't know that reminding Bucky of that is the right move, but he says it warmly, watching with hooded eyes as Bucky removes his shirt. If he's reading the situation right, and he's pretty sure that he is, then that's an invitation.
Steve moves his hands around, keeping them steady as he traces the lines of Bucky's chest and torso, reacquainting himself with a body he's had the pleasure of touching a number of times before. There's definitely a lot more muscle on Bucky than there used to be, the result of HYDRA's experimentation and the fact that he'd only ever been used by them for one thing. Steve hardly minds the difference, though, and eventually he slides his hands up to Bucky's shoulders and down his arms, trying to reinforce that the artificial arm doesn't bother him either, that he isn't shy about touching the metal.
He lifts his head and meets Bucky's gaze, smiling briefly. ] Glad you're up to speed now, though.
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That curse from Bucky causes Steve's mouth to twitch. If he's reacting like that, then that must mean that he's having a good time, maybe to the point that it's overwhelming. Bucky will have to take time after they're done here and decide how he feels about all of it, since it's not that easy to examine that sort of thing in the heat of the moment.
And heat is definitely the right word for it, with the way that Bucky is all over him, mouth and hands exploring his body with just the right mix of confidence and uncertainty. No doubt Bucky has done this before in some context, and he might even have the memories of it swimming around in his head, but it's been a while, and Steve doubts it's ever been with another man before. But they can take it as slow as they want. ]
Technically, we did.
[ Steve doesn't know that reminding Bucky of that is the right move, but he says it warmly, watching with hooded eyes as Bucky removes his shirt. If he's reading the situation right, and he's pretty sure that he is, then that's an invitation.
Steve moves his hands around, keeping them steady as he traces the lines of Bucky's chest and torso, reacquainting himself with a body he's had the pleasure of touching a number of times before. There's definitely a lot more muscle on Bucky than there used to be, the result of HYDRA's experimentation and the fact that he'd only ever been used by them for one thing. Steve hardly minds the difference, though, and eventually he slides his hands up to Bucky's shoulders and down his arms, trying to reinforce that the artificial arm doesn't bother him either, that he isn't shy about touching the metal.
He lifts his head and meets Bucky's gaze, smiling briefly. ] Glad you're up to speed now, though.