"I- didn't say anything," he points out softly. Did he? He's pretty sure he didn't. Zemo just jumped to conclusions and, funnily enough, they had both arrived at the same concerns.
"I don't think you wanted to watch a movie," Bucky observes, scooching back a bit so as to give Zemo more room. They did bother to get some tickets, even get some snacks, but he's pretty sure those snacks are going to end up by the hot tub and Oeznik will be threatening hell if they drop any doritos into the water.
Giving Zemo a light shove, he swaps positions with him, getting Zemo to lie back while he semi-straddles on top. They're in a pretty big SUV, but it's still a little constricted, all things considered. Planting kisses down the side of Zemo's neck through the middle of his very different chest helps keep Bucky's mind off any hint of claustrophobia the backseat is giving him.
The kisses continue, from fabric down to bare skin and then Bucky is between Zemo's legs. Always a precarious position, and honestly - look, it's been a while, he's not 100% certain about what he's doing - but usually using his mouth and hoping for the best once he pulls all the clothes away tends to somewhat work out.
Zemo gets a few dangerously hard bites on his inner thighs, but there's only tongue action and a bit of ticklish stubble with no teeth once Bucky gets to slowly lapping up a bit of wetness between those soft, unfamiliar folds.
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"I don't think you wanted to watch a movie," Bucky observes, scooching back a bit so as to give Zemo more room. They did bother to get some tickets, even get some snacks, but he's pretty sure those snacks are going to end up by the hot tub and Oeznik will be threatening hell if they drop any doritos into the water.
Giving Zemo a light shove, he swaps positions with him, getting Zemo to lie back while he semi-straddles on top. They're in a pretty big SUV, but it's still a little constricted, all things considered. Planting kisses down the side of Zemo's neck through the middle of his very different chest helps keep Bucky's mind off any hint of claustrophobia the backseat is giving him.
The kisses continue, from fabric down to bare skin and then Bucky is between Zemo's legs. Always a precarious position, and honestly - look, it's been a while, he's not 100% certain about what he's doing - but usually using his mouth and hoping for the best once he pulls all the clothes away tends to somewhat work out.
Zemo gets a few dangerously hard bites on his inner thighs, but there's only tongue action and a bit of ticklish stubble with no teeth once Bucky gets to slowly lapping up a bit of wetness between those soft, unfamiliar folds.