Skin hungry. He had read the words somewhere once and it suited both of them, hungry to touch and taste anywhere and everywhere at once. Bucky might not be as vocal as he was but he as starting to recognize there was always other sign that his friend was as eager as he was to touch, such as the way Bucky rolled his shoulders or the way his friend pressed into his touch. And save for an emergency there was no chance of interruptions such as his friends calling him to join them for movies or food or sparring. This was a vacation after all; they could take their time.
One hand moved back to rub against the nape of Bucky's neck, where he knew Bucky liked to be touched. The other hand moved down the front of his friend's chest, as far as he was able until Bucky moved to kiss his way down his body. "Bucky!" He rasped out, forcing his hand to remain loose and relaxed in Bucky's hair, wordlessly asking if this was what Bucky wanted to do.
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Date: 2015-02-15 04:01 am (UTC)One hand moved back to rub against the nape of Bucky's neck, where he knew Bucky liked to be touched. The other hand moved down the front of his friend's chest, as far as he was able until Bucky moved to kiss his way down his body. "Bucky!" He rasped out, forcing his hand to remain loose and relaxed in Bucky's hair, wordlessly asking if this was what Bucky wanted to do.