The kiss feels good. It feels really good. Half, probably, because Steve is treasuring every single kiss he can get from Bucky now but half because...well. Steve's not sure. It's almost like his senses are even more tuned into his lover. The feel of his lips and the way his arms wrap around him. That one kiss quickly transitions into another. And then another, deeper this time. Steve lets out a small noise as he makes his way into Bucky's mouth and savors the taste. He should pull back, then. Get them back on their way and out of the forest.

But he deeply, sincerely doesn't want to.

Steve moans a bit and pushes forward just a little bit to have Bucky backed into a nearby tree. His hands fall into his hips and grip them tight as Steve's own push forward to pin him in. He nips against Bucky's lips, hungry for more even as he's panting for air. The febrile look has turned into something truly glassy as he stares at his boyfriend. Steve's pupils have blocked out almost all the blue.

"Don't need to waste a line on a sure thing like you," he teases, voice deep, before diving in for another kiss.