Bucky doesn't know what he is anymore- sexy, hot, attractive, a catch. He can't even fathom those things being what he is these days, which is why this really did throw him for a loop. And maybe he was so bent out of shape about what the rest of his team was going on about, is because he's been pent up for so long that it's hard to even hear about it.

But none of that seems to be a worry right now. Not when Joaquin is making soft noises that he somehow pulled from him. He's made people feel bad for so long, and now he can make someone feel good. It really is something.

Bucky smiles a little when Joaquin scoots back, and he shifts to follow, leaning over the younger man a little as he presses in for another kiss. His hand slides up Joaquin's chest as he does so, moving up his neck and into his hair. It's so different from what he's ever experienced, but the way it makes him feel is the same.

Bucky's mind is blown too- he's the lucky one here. Joaquin is young, gorgeous and so full of life. The fact that he wants to be here with Bucky, it's insane to him, but he's grateful for it.

He doesn't plan on climbing completely between Joaquin's legs, but when the other man spreads them the way he does, Bucky can't help but move between them, getting closer. He likes Joaquin's hand in his hair. It pulls a soft sound from him as well, but it gets lost in the kiss as Bucky tries to deepen it.

Those words make him feel warm all over and he smiles as well, ducking his head down into Joaquin's neck to press a kiss there. "So are you."

The rougher tug gets a soft moan from Bucky, tongue dipping into Joaquin's mouth to taste him. He feels almost dizzy with the feeling of being so close to someone in this kind of way. It's overwhelming, but it's good.

When his body presses down against the younger man's, he can feel heat moving through him. It's often almost impossible for him to get aroused, but it seems like maybe he just needed the hold of another man. Maybe he needs the intensity of it too.

"Yeah. You can." He says before he can think too hard on it. "Can I take yours off too?"

Bucky definitely makes that sound again- a sound of arousal and encouragement, though none of that seems to be lacking in the least.

They're pressed close enough where Bucky does start to feel Joaquin's arousal pressing up against him, and his hips rock forward before he can even think about it. Muscle memory, need and want.

Joaquin tugs Bucky's shirt off so easily, and he tries not too be too self conscious about it. It's mostly because of his vibranium arm, but Joaquin doesn't seem to care about the difference of it at all, and that definitely helps. Then Joaquin's shirt is off as well, and now Bucky gets to marvel at him, dragging his hands down the other man's chest.

He feels so far from perfect, but there's no arguing it here. His hands explore while he kisses Joaquin fiercely, his hips grinding down even if he's not as far along as Joaquin right now.

With Joaquin's head dropping back, Bucky pulls back to get a better look at the man he's got under him. He's gorgeous, with every single mark on his body. Bucky really does want to kiss him all over.

The thought of it urges him on, makes him feel far more aroused as well. Maybe he won't even have to explain to Joaquin that sometimes he just can't even get it up. He's certainly getting there tonight.

Once he gets his good look, he dips his head down into the crook of the younger man's neck, kissing and nipping there, hoping it's alright. Joaquin is a vocal person, so it makes it easier to know, and Bucky can definitely appreciate that.

He rocks his hips again, slowly and deliberately, a smile touching his face as well. "Tell me."

Bucky keeps kissing along Joaquin's skin, up his neck and across his jaw till he nips at his lip again, before sucking it into his mouth. Anything and everything. He's not sure if he's ready for it all, mostly because this isn't the way he does things.

But why not? Maybe he needs to do things differently. Maybe this is a part of letting go and moving on, and not being so stuck in his past.

The way Joaquin rocks up into him makes him stop thinking so hard about the ins and outs of it, and he captures the other man's lips in a deep, all encompassing kiss before he responds. "I want that. I want you."

God, that kiss. Joaquin is good at it, and suddenly Bucky doesn't feel so bad that he waited this long to kiss someone.

All yours- it's a lot. He's not even sure if it's true, or just in the heat of the moment, but even so, he likes the way it sounds. So many people have left him- it feels good that Joaquin wants to be his.

"So are you," he says as his hands slide down to Joaquin's waist and his sits back on his legs as his fingers reach the waistband of Joaquin's pants, running over his bulge. Bucky needs a little more time before Joaquin undresses him, so he'll start with this, first.

"Is it okay if I..." He's gonna ask as his fingers catch on the button. He's probably going ask with everything, because he needs to- and because he wants to be able to give that consent as well.

Bucky's happy to do it himself. It feels like a treat, getting to unwrap Joaquin in this way. When he opens the button and pulls down the zipper of his pants, Bucky can feel that anxiety building in him that he tries to push down.

He feels safe here, but it's still overwhelming enough to give him pause. His gaze slides back up to Joaquin's, and he gives him a nervous, half grin, that might look more like a wince. "I told you I've never done this before, right?"

"Okay." He continues slowly, pressing his palm against the bulge in Joaquin's open pants. "Just tell me if I'm doing anything wrong or if you want something different."

He moves his hand up and down over Joaquin's underwear, leaning in to kiss him again, slow and soft, the with his other hand he starts slowly tugging Joaquin's pants down to give his hand more room to touch.