“Mm, are you saying that I wore you out?” Bucky teases between kisses, palming at her ass and the backs of her thighs as her full breasts press against his chest. He doesn’t think that he’ll ever tire of touching her all over, whether it leads to sex or not. Her skin is so soft, so smooth, and Bucky wants to touch his mouth to every single inch of it.

Bucky carries her into the bathroom and, as always, blushes slightly at the sight of the tub. It’s where the three of them first came together, back when Bucky had no idea how it all would work. Turns out that it just does, despite all the reasons it probably shouldn’t, and he’s grateful for that.

“So you’re saying I shouldn’t get on my knees and go down on you one more time?” He teases as he steps into the shower and closes the glass door behind them, finally setting Sylvie back down on her feet and grinning down at her, hands sliding up her sides. “Pity. I was even gonna let you pull my hair.”