Steve moaned weakly at the extra simulation to his ear. Everything felt like it's too much right now and his breathing was harsh and frantic as he tried to catch his breathe. It was a good thing that Bucky had stepped closer or he would have just slumped directly to the ground, feeling completely boneless and languid. All he wanted to do now was curl up in bed and sleep but the itchiness on his stomach and still wet hand reminded him he still needed to get clean.

After a few minutes, he roused himself to answer Bucky's question. "Maybe. Yes." There'll be some rules. Like not in the cushion fort again. And probably not in Stark Tower. "I want to wash up now."