Those assholes weren't here right now. Steve's not thinking about them.

He's thinking about how it feels to have Bucky kiss him like this. It feels electric and warm and hot. Steve nudges Bucky over a little bit, settling his weight on him as they trade kisses back and forth.

Finally, he has to come up for air. He's breathing faster and runs his tongue over his lips. He looks a little dazed.

"No wonder you liked kissing dames so much," he breathes. "This is really great."