Bucky laughs softly. "You're an impatient girl, Wanda Maximoff. You haven't ever had a man spread you out on the bed and make you sing from head to toe? Because that's what I'm gonna so and I think you're gonna like it." He hopes so, anyway, but if she's more about getting to the point he guesses he's going to have to get used to that.

He moves to lay alongside her and cups her breast in his right hand before leaning over to kiss her softly. The earlier kiss had been a little frantic and desperate and he wants this one to be slow and pleasurable, something to remember when the nights get cold.

Her skin is so soft under his fingertips and he rolls his thumb against her nipple, trying to get it to peak for him. Bucky wants nothing more than to make her fall apart and stop thinking for a little while and once he has, then he'll take the chance to do the same for himself.