[He feels his husband stiffen in his arms and, for a moment, writes it off as some extra sensitive nerves responding when Lupin had pulled out. But when he's even more subdued, more so than sleep-addled, he strokes up his sides and thumbs along that strong jaw.]
No. I'll put you over my knee, for starters. And then...
[leaning in, he kisses Bucky's eyelids, his nose, that soft spot beneath his chin.]
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No. I'll put you over my knee, for starters. And then...
[leaning in, he kisses Bucky's eyelids, his nose, that soft spot beneath his chin.]
I'll kiss you until all you can think of is me.