[He was laughing himself, breathless, panting, but he crawled up until he could pin Bucky down. Well, until Bucky let him pin him down. He straddled his hips, hands pulling his gloves off, then reaching up to pull his helmet off. There was sweat on his face from the confined space, but he was smiling, leaning down and holding Bucky's cheek, using that hold to guide him so he could kiss him.]
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You're in for it now, Barnes.