Years and years ago there'd been a times he wished he could grow a beard or a mustache in a mistaken impression that will make him look less frail. Later on he was glad as it saved him from having to have every day in the army. "Yeah...that's right. You were the one who told me to call you Bucky though...the first time we met...and it stuck. Said the name James was too stuffy." Steve smiled in remembrance of happy times in the past.

He privately admitted he'll probably need his inhaler if the wheezing doesn't go away in another few minutes but he doesn't want to move quite yet. "It's fine...if it doesn't..." The rest of his sentence was interrupted with a squeak from Steve as he felt one of his ass cheeks squeezed. "Bucky!"