[Zevran didn't mean for that reaction. He's frustrated, angry at fate and most of all wants more than he can have. He's taken a back by Bucky's change and roughness.
He opens his mouth to give Bucky another quick snap but he's cut off by the roughness of the kiss. His hands go to the ones of his hips, pulling them closer to him instead of trying to push away this time. He doesn't want Bucky to mistake that his frustration is aimed at him. His back arches slightly, pushing against Bucky's as he nearly melts into him. One kiss and he already wants more. One touch and he is set on fire it feels like. Maybe if he knew more about love he would call that the feeling he gets when Bucky is close, but all he knows is desire and need.]
No. [His head gives a tiny shake. His expression remains stoic, but his eyes start to glass over just slightly as he speaks.] I'm not leaving you in this Hell.
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He opens his mouth to give Bucky another quick snap but he's cut off by the roughness of the kiss. His hands go to the ones of his hips, pulling them closer to him instead of trying to push away this time. He doesn't want Bucky to mistake that his frustration is aimed at him. His back arches slightly, pushing against Bucky's as he nearly melts into him. One kiss and he already wants more. One touch and he is set on fire it feels like. Maybe if he knew more about love he would call that the feeling he gets when Bucky is close, but all he knows is desire and need.]
No. [His head gives a tiny shake. His expression remains stoic, but his eyes start to glass over just slightly as he speaks.] I'm not leaving you in this Hell.