Steve pulls it down to Bucky's waist and lets himself feel the smooth skin now exposed. He runs his palms across it, remembering what this could be like. It's been awhile since he's been able to touch and be touched back. He kisses Bucky again, just like before, hungry for something he's been starved of for an entire year.

"There isn't anyone for me but you," he confirms softly, sealing it with another peck. "And I ain't letting you out of my sight ever again. Under me, on top of me, I don't care." Although...right now, both of those options sound like a pretty good time. Steve grabs the zipper and tugs it down just a little more so his hand can slip along Bucky's hip and hold it. The other fists into his hair as Steve swallows up any more words with another kiss. He breaks it off just to kiss down and go to leave a lovebite on the center of Bucky's neck. It's a bit messy since Steve is going off secondhand information about how to do it but his instincts seem to be on the right track. One leads into a second leads into Steve's nose running underneath Bucky's jaw as he exhales shakily.

"I could ask you the same, sweetheart." He is smiling as he finally looks Bucky in the eye. "But we're both pretty good at improvising. Wanna just see where it goes?"