She shrugs. Maybe that English lady knows. Or there'll be an update later. What's more important at the moment is that they're finally alone.
She doesn't waste time, moving in to give him a hug, which feels weird now that he's even taller and bigger than her. But she's just glad to be able to hold him again. She'd been so worried.
"I missed you." They've been writing to each other often, but that doesn't compare to being physically present. "You gotta bend down a little though, I can't reach you to kiss you." Or maybe prop her on the table or something. If someone walks in, someone walks in.
Bucky puts his arms around her and lifts her up instead. He's strong enough to just hold her up, especially if she wraps her legs around him, and he kisses her deeply.
"I don't need a chair," he murmurs. "I'm stronger than you remember."
Someone could walk in, she knows, but she wraps her legs around him anyway, her skirt bunching up a little as they kiss. Okay, maybe she does want someone to walk in, if only to let the world know that she is his and he is hers. He probably gets a lot of fanmail as Cap, even if his real identity has remained a secret. The women back home have certainly fawned over America's new hero.
"You gotta be careful with my dress now," she teases. She threads her fingers into his hair, delighting at the chance to touch him again.
"Oh no. I'm sure Stark can buy you ten new ones in Switzerland on my pay," Bucky teases her. He gets paid plenty to be America's greatest hero and it isn't like he has anyone to share it with but her.
Still, he's careful when he pushes her dress even higher on her thighs and he wishes they could be somewhere alone, truly alone.
"Kissing you's not gonna be enough, you know that, right?"
He'd always liked spoiling her so she's not surprised that he wants to buy her all the dresses now. She's also not surprised that he wants to do more than just kissing.
"I know. I don't have anywhere to be, nobody's told me anything." So they can assume that she was supposed to hang out with him until someone comes to tell her otherwise.
She shifts to kiss him just below his ear, then whispers, "I gotta show you my new sketches," in a low, sultry tone. She'd done a lot of drawings since he'd left, but she didn't attempt to send any with her letters, not wanting anyone else to see them.
That distracts him but only a little, so he kisses her behind her ear and moves his lips down the column of her neck. He thinks it's a bad idea to get completely naked here where someone could walk in at any moment but Bucky can't help himself; he's missed her too much.
"Why don't you tell me about them while I try to figure out how we're gonna be together without arousing any suspicions?"
The noise is going to be difficult enough to conceal; she, at least, gets a little loud when she's in the mood. Those kisses certainly earn him an audible moan, and she tips her head a little more to the side to give him more skin to toy with.
"Well, I drew one every time I missed you and acted on it." Yeah, he can probably guess that's a lot of sketches. "Mostly my favorite views of you."
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She doesn't waste time, moving in to give him a hug, which feels weird now that he's even taller and bigger than her. But she's just glad to be able to hold him again. She'd been so worried.
"I missed you." They've been writing to each other often, but that doesn't compare to being physically present. "You gotta bend down a little though, I can't reach you to kiss you." Or maybe prop her on the table or something. If someone walks in, someone walks in.
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"I don't need a chair," he murmurs. "I'm stronger than you remember."
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"You gotta be careful with my dress now," she teases. She threads her fingers into his hair, delighting at the chance to touch him again.
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Still, he's careful when he pushes her dress even higher on her thighs and he wishes they could be somewhere alone, truly alone.
"Kissing you's not gonna be enough, you know that, right?"
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"I know. I don't have anywhere to be, nobody's told me anything." So they can assume that she was supposed to hang out with him until someone comes to tell her otherwise.
She shifts to kiss him just below his ear, then whispers, "I gotta show you my new sketches," in a low, sultry tone. She'd done a lot of drawings since he'd left, but she didn't attempt to send any with her letters, not wanting anyone else to see them.
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That distracts him but only a little, so he kisses her behind her ear and moves his lips down the column of her neck. He thinks it's a bad idea to get completely naked here where someone could walk in at any moment but Bucky can't help himself; he's missed her too much.
"Why don't you tell me about them while I try to figure out how we're gonna be together without arousing any suspicions?"
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"Well, I drew one every time I missed you and acted on it." Yeah, he can probably guess that's a lot of sketches. "Mostly my favorite views of you."