[ Steve had to pause to think about that one. ] No, not really. I was very small when we first -- well. And you were gentle with me.

[ When he was little, he couldn't last altogether that well, and was usually did in after they did it twice. Bucky had always been thoughtful and sweet; and Steve had been so frustrated with himself for it. ]

You were good to me. [ He kissed his mouth softly, happily enjoying the way Bucky snuggled in. His hand strayed, and absently stroked Bucky's soft, slick cock, as if that, too, belonged to him. ] And all I want to do is to make you happy.