“Come to London with me,” Bucky says to Buck, leaning in extra-close so his mouth just brushes Bucky’s ear. “If you’re lucky, maybe I’ll let you come by the time we fall asleep tonight.”
Buck makes a near-silent strangled noise. He straightens and cuts Bucky a sharp look. Bucky licks the corner of his mouth and meets his gaze, challenging Buck in the way that always makes him arch his back the tiniest bit if he knows what to look for.
“We’ll take a Jeep,” Bucky says once the back arch has been achieved. “Maybe we’ll stop on the way, see how you’re feeling.”
Adult. Bucky is a fucking tease. Buck can’t help responding. Delicious, delicious semi-public filth…