It was a good thing the Bucky didn't remember Steve was ticklish or Steve would be on continuous watch for attempts to pin him down and tickle him. (It had been a thing, one summer when they were kids.) But now Steve had something else to distract him with, especially when Bucky has shown he liked his hair and scalp stroked and petted (and pulled on even durin sex). That was something new and it was something Steve himself didn't know he'd liked doing until now. No one, not even Peggy had ever given him permission to play with their hair. And Bucky had lovely thick hair that felt wonderful to sink his fingers into, like he was doing now.

Steve' shoulders relaxed under the ministrations of Bucky's fingers and he shifted his thighs up accordingly to Bucky's feet underneath them. He loved it when Bucky looked all relax and content, especially when leaning in against Steve's body. There was never any reason to feel cold when Bucky was here like this with him. Steve dropped more kisses along the hairline down Bucky's ear, nuzzling lightly at that spot. In the meantime this new position pressed right against his soft cock, and Steve rubbed lazily once or twice against it but he felt no other urge to do anything more right now, unless Bucky wanted.