@NoPlansTomorrow Bucky clears his throat and nods, smiling up at Steve. βYeah, just been quiet for a while.β He lets his hand rest on Steveβs waist, staying close. βYou doinβ okay?β
@NoPlansTomorrow βMy day was alright.. busy.β He had gotten back into the garage at Shield, back to fixing machines and armored vehicles when needed. βHow was yours?β
@NoPlansTomorrow Bucky gives his jaw a quick nuzzle, smiling at the thought of Steve being so domestic. βSmells good, love.β He rubs his hand across the small of Steveβs back, nudging him gently back towards the kitchen.
@NoPlansTomorrow around his broad shoulders. βJust good?β He teases, nipping playfully at the blonds bottom lip.
βMaybe we should have DIY on stockings, puff paint for our names and glitter.β
@NoPlansTomorrow Buckyβs always up for being a spectator when it comes to Steve doing..well, anything. Thereβs an elegance and strength in everything he does.
When Steve slips between his knees, he slides his palms up his forearms and then loops his arms loosely