Steve was well aware he indulged most of Bucky's requests, to a degree that he got side-eyed looks from some of the more perceptive Avengers that knew him well. But why shouldn't he indulge Bucky's requests, the harmless ones. He supposed it was just...easier...that there were no clothes in the way when they started getting intimate in bed, which was often. Bucky was eager for the close contact and pleasure and Steve was the same. It's been long time for him, and longer for Bucky that they both wanted to indulge as often as they could.

"Nobody's perfect, Bucky. Least of all me." Steve said with a teasing smile. While pillow fights have never happened between the Avengers (none that he knew of anyway and he didn't live full time in the Tower), snow fights did happen occasionally in the winter, or prank wars. He knew there was an unspoken agreement (for now) that Bucky was not to be pranked but Steve knew if the others could see this scene right now that restriction would be dropped quickly. "We'll just have to cut off each head and burn the stumps one by one." Steve answered easily and then there were no more words for the moment as Steve leaned into the kiss, eyes sliding closed as his arms reached out to draw Bucky back as close as can be.