I just didn't want to stand around-- [Steve grumbled but he stripped off his shorts, tossing them the same direction as their bag was without as much concern to their fate as the rest of his clothing. Bucky could shift if he didn't want to be ass naked in the middle of the woods. Steve couldn't.

Yet.

He straightened up to full height once he was done, his bristling quelled by the sight of Bucky's claws and the bright shine in his eyes. A shiver skirted down his spine, human instincts that spooked at something so clearly not human and dangerous no matter how strangely beautiful he appeared. His heart was off racing again, thudding against the weak cage of his ribs. A small, closed-lipped smile pulled at his lips as he stepped closer, clapping Bucky on his arm. It was good to see anticipation in his eyes instead of dread.]

Can you blame us? You get to pee on just about anything. [He squeezes meaningfully before letting go and after a moment of consideration, tipping his neck back to show off his neck in an echo of the way Bucky did whenever he got the upper hand on their tussling.]

I'm--...I'm set. This is what I want. And I'm not gonna let you down, Buck.