Unspoken as it is the thought is still there; it's a kindness to them both that Tony doesn't give it voice. Last night had been full of ton-open wounds and Bucky's not quite ready to rip his heart back open so soon. He would though, at the barest indication of it being something Tony wants, and he pushes the thought aside. It's too painful to consider right now, too painful to examine what it might really mean.

He has Tony in his arms and maybe he can even have Tony to himself for a few hours this morning; it's enough. It'll be enough.

"You don't have to go to the trouble." He tilts his head so that Tony has better access, closing his eyes at the warmth of Tony's breath against his skin. He doesn't want Tony to think that he's refusing something they've enjoyed together, or refusing the thoughtfulness that is going out of his way to get that Gelato. It just doesn't feel quite right for this kind of morning, when the last time they'd had it together had been a much more pleasant stringing out. "We could save it for a lazy afternoon instead, explore one of your other favorite coffees."

His smile turns a little mischievous as he tugs Tony closer. The hammock really isn't suited to this kind of teasing but that's no reason not to try, no reason not to recall a conversation from another morning tangled up in each other. "Think I'd like to make you a doppio and give you a blowjob instead."