He was always glad to give or do something for Bucky that made him happy, and it was no burden to him when it was something he himself wanted as well. As Captain America so much of his is public and this was one thing that he could have that was totally Steve Rogers. If he held back, it was out of concern. It was worth a great deal to Steve to see Bucky light up and come alive, be something a bit closer to his older, pre-war self and so when Bucky asked for this he rarely said no.
Steve fixed his eyes on Bucky's face, drinking in the sight of pleasure on his friend's face and the noises indicating the same even as his mouth kissed and suck here and there from Bucky's throat down to his shoulders and collarbones. He sped up his strokes on Bucky's cock, thumb rubbing at the head every so often and one hand reached up to sweep back the mess of hair away from Bucky's cheek. "Bucky..." he murmured. "That's it..."
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Steve fixed his eyes on Bucky's face, drinking in the sight of pleasure on his friend's face and the noises indicating the same even as his mouth kissed and suck here and there from Bucky's throat down to his shoulders and collarbones. He sped up his strokes on Bucky's cock, thumb rubbing at the head every so often and one hand reached up to sweep back the mess of hair away from Bucky's cheek. "Bucky..." he murmured. "That's it..."