She certainly hopes he isn't saying that to make her stop, and her gaze flicks up, amused and pleased both. And something else, too, something more. Sweetheart, he says, when she hasn't heard anything like that at all, from anyone ever before besides Loki.

The two of them have conspired to undo her, she thinks. To break beneath her walls. It should be more frightening than it is.

In response to his words, she moans encouragingly, one hand still around his cock, the other slipping between her own thighs. She doesn't bother with her trousers, she simply touches herself through the fabric as she licks along Bucky's cock, letting him know she expects something else once they're home.