An eyebrow arches at her but he can't bring himself to draw back from her. This little game had escalated beyond what he'd thought it would. He has no other ideas of how to deflect attention so he grabs her chin, mirroring her actions earlier, tilting her face up more. A flush spreads down his neck and he leans down to growl just under her jawline,
"I doubt you could outlast me. I dare you to find out."
Bucky isn't sure if the footsteps he hears are drawing closer or farther away; either way it feels like a rock in his stomach. What if that's his target? She's keeping him from being able to tail them but he's also intrigued by her choice of actions.
She must have plenty of experience with this--probably pales in comparison to Bucky Barnes, but not altogether impossible. She certainly makes a good partner, much to his reluctance to admit.
"I'da detoured if you hadn't come along. Little lost lamb in the cold."
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23/9/15 06:50 (UTC)"I doubt you could outlast me. I dare you to find out."
Bucky isn't sure if the footsteps he hears are drawing closer or farther away; either way it feels like a rock in his stomach. What if that's his target? She's keeping him from being able to tail them but he's also intrigued by her choice of actions.
She must have plenty of experience with this--probably pales in comparison to Bucky Barnes, but not altogether impossible. She certainly makes a good partner, much to his reluctance to admit.
"I'da detoured if you hadn't come along. Little lost lamb in the cold."