[This is all new for him, in its own way, unexplored territory that's a mix of affection and arousal, soft touches and light kisses that grow firmer against his throat. He's never been afraid to ask for what he wants, knows communication is important if this is going to work, but there's a slight disconnect between who he is now and what he enjoys during sex.
He blames the ice and disjointed periods of sleep, but none of that really matters when all he knows is that he wants this, wants her.]
Come up closer.
[Bucky grips her hips, tugging her up so that she straddles him properly. He likes the way her hair falls around them both, a dark curtain of waves that smells good and feels soft between his fingertips.]
What do you want?
[It was important to him, probably more important than anything else right now, to know that she was comfortable and felt safe. Bucky needed that little bit of reassurance that she was okay with this, that what she wanted mattered to him.
He tips up, a hand cupping the back of her neck, bringing her down to meet him in the middle for a kiss. Bucky's lips are parted, tongue darting to sooth over the soft skin he nips along her jaw.]
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He blames the ice and disjointed periods of sleep, but none of that really matters when all he knows is that he wants this, wants her.]
Come up closer.
[Bucky grips her hips, tugging her up so that she straddles him properly. He likes the way her hair falls around them both, a dark curtain of waves that smells good and feels soft between his fingertips.]
What do you want?
[It was important to him, probably more important than anything else right now, to know that she was comfortable and felt safe. Bucky needed that little bit of reassurance that she was okay with this, that what she wanted mattered to him.
He tips up, a hand cupping the back of her neck, bringing her down to meet him in the middle for a kiss. Bucky's lips are parted, tongue darting to sooth over the soft skin he nips along her jaw.]