[ That hand that had been twitching at Bucky's side comes up, warm fingers brushing Thomas's jaw. ]
I don't know. Nothing, I guess.
[ He leans in to close the distance between them and where the last kisses they'd shared had been desperate and hungry, this is so much lighter and more tender, like Bucky's scared one of them will break, but he isn't even sure which of them it could be.
His eyes slide closed and he lets himself just feel Thomas's lips beneath his. He lets his own move soft and slow against them and for a moment, it really feels like they have all the time in the world--like maybe time could just stop for them while they do this. ]
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I don't know. Nothing, I guess.
[ He leans in to close the distance between them and where the last kisses they'd shared had been desperate and hungry, this is so much lighter and more tender, like Bucky's scared one of them will break, but he isn't even sure which of them it could be.
His eyes slide closed and he lets himself just feel Thomas's lips beneath his. He lets his own move soft and slow against them and for a moment, it really feels like they have all the time in the world--like maybe time could just stop for them while they do this. ]