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Bucky smiles and melts into the sheets of the bed beneath him, one hand skimming up the warm skin of Tony’s back as he presses kisses to Bucky’s chest.
The scars there from their imprisonment three months ago have started to soften and fade, but he knows how deeply they trouble Tony even now.
They don’t hurt anymore, but Tony is still careful with his touches, as though he thinks that the gentle press of his lips could do anything other than bring Bucky joy.
Those kisses then, they had been a desperate, painful affair, but these are soft and gentle, across skin where nothing hurts.
Fingers slipping into Tony’s soft hair, he gently guides him up for a soft kiss, sighing happily when Tony melts into him, a smile on his beautiful mouth.