[It wouldn't be all that off-brand if Bucky just blows this moment with a awkward comment or gesture or something that'll just pull the handbrakes on all this the moment he starts to overthink things. Having regained control over a number of things in his life, it's a difficult balancing act to know when to hold on and when to let go.
In this instance, it seems for the better if he just lets go. Leaning in a little closer, he moves to slide his hand up along her jaw, thumb brushing over her cheek moments before he presses his lips against hers. Chaste at first, a little uncertain - look, it's been a while, cut him some slack - and his shoulders are tense and tight before a slow exhale has him telling himself to relax.
She's got maybe three seconds to nudge at him to tell him to slow down before he's trying to lean and shuffle in even closer, on track to ending up with either him straddling her lap or them both lying on the couch in some entangled configuration.]
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In this instance, it seems for the better if he just lets go. Leaning in a little closer, he moves to slide his hand up along her jaw, thumb brushing over her cheek moments before he presses his lips against hers. Chaste at first, a little uncertain - look, it's been a while, cut him some slack - and his shoulders are tense and tight before a slow exhale has him telling himself to relax.
She's got maybe three seconds to nudge at him to tell him to slow down before he's trying to lean and shuffle in even closer, on track to ending up with either him straddling her lap or them both lying on the couch in some entangled configuration.]