You're going to get lonely when you want sex that'll make your toes curl.

[ Steve teased him, but it was short-lived when Bucky slid to his knees and was practically going to rip the button off of his pants. Steve was not afraid of it, not even the sharp teeth that was in such close proximity to his dick. Bucky was a savage killer, wild and ferocious when provoked (sometimes even when unprovoked), but he knew that he could never hurt him, not even if he wanted to.

His kiss lingered on Steve's lips, and he licked them contemplatively, helping him unzip his trousers, easing out his half-hard cock, letting it bounce lightly under Bucky's chin. His eyes gleamed with gentle mischief, with passion. ] Unless you mean a different kind of eating. Are you hungry, Buck?