There were any number of things one could do to get rid of morning would. A cold shower, rub it out, think of something decidedly non-sexy. At least Bucky was relatively still and not doing anything that could make the situation he was in any harder. Still the first two options were out and it was harder to think about Colonel Philips wearing nothing but one those USO girls' uniforms than he realized with the feeling of Bucky's fingers continuing to too stoke against his sides.

"Good morning to you too, Bucky." He smiled down at the sleepy contented smile on Bucky's face. At least one them was happy right now. Not that he was unhappy per say, just feeling awkward about the situation he found himself in that was completely none of Bucky's fault. "Want to go find something for breakfast?" Maybe food can get his friend off to a safer distance.