"Good thing you do, since you're gonna be seeing a hell of a lot of it." He smiles when she traces his lips and he kisses her flushed cheek. She blushes easily, the color lighting up her cheeks and neck, and he wonders if she blushes everywhere and if he can make that pretty red wash down all of her pale skin.

"C'mon. It's time to go upstairs." Bucky has to stop touching her to shift position but he intends to make good on his promise and he lifts her easily, slinging her over his left shoulder in a fireman's carry so she can see that when he makes promises, he follows through on them. It's fun, too, to feel the light weight of her in his arms and know that she's going to be naked with him soon.

"Better hang on to something if you don't want to lose your balance up there." He'd never drop her but he has to make the joke about it, keep it light, because if he doesn't he'll do something ridiculously possessive like curl his fingers into her thigh just hard enough to leave bruises that will last a few days. After so many years of not controlling anything or being able to have anything, he wants to hang on tight to this.