[He's no Captain America, or Iron Man, or any kind of idol they can put on lunchboxes and cereal packaging. He's not even all that interested in being one of those kinds of larger-than-life figures. That they think Bucky's cool enough to hang with them is more than enough for him.
He goes a little weak in the knees when her hand slips into his hair and a soft little moan gets muffled against her skin. No, this is a little dangerous. She might get him in the mood for more than just playful snuggles and rolling around in bed.]
Mmm yeah. Shower. Guess I should let you go. [He doesn't want to, but reluctantly he'll shuffle to the side so she can make her escape when she's ready to get up. She hasn't seen him having one of those days where he ends up sitting for hours on the shower floor, but today isn't likely to turn out that way if this morning is anything to go by.]
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He goes a little weak in the knees when her hand slips into his hair and a soft little moan gets muffled against her skin. No, this is a little dangerous. She might get him in the mood for more than just playful snuggles and rolling around in bed.]
Mmm yeah. Shower. Guess I should let you go. [He doesn't want to, but reluctantly he'll shuffle to the side so she can make her escape when she's ready to get up. She hasn't seen him having one of those days where he ends up sitting for hours on the shower floor, but today isn't likely to turn out that way if this morning is anything to go by.]