„Go! Shower. And“

„And?“

„Try the move.“

„If I do… that’s not a trap for me, is it?“

„What do you mean?“

„Steve! Is Bucky even tic… sensitive?“

„Believe me, my dear friend, if you get a hold of him like I showed you, you won’t be disappointed at all.“, Steve chuckled while he collected his bag and bottle: „Bye, Bug“ (his nickname for you, because you were smaller than him (who wasn’t?!) and a biologist… very creative, our CA, isn’t he?!)

„Ciao, Captain“

You shook your head when you entered the room, Bucky and you shared since you got together officially. The memories of Steve holding you down and tickling you, while you weren’t able to move, went to town on your mind. You tried but couldn’t stop the giggles bubbling up your throat.

„Love? What’s going on? Why are you up already?“, a sleepy voice distracted your mind.

„Um, it’s nearly 8 a.m., sleepyhead.“

„Gah, tooooo early.“, Bucky mumbled grumpily into his pillow, turning over on his side: „Where have you been?“

„I was at the training center, with Steve. He sends his greetings.“

„Ah, early bird one and two on a rampage…“

„Whahaaat?“

„Come back to bed, love. Now!“

„Nah. Got to shower first“

After that soothing shower, you dried your hair quickly and changed into a set of comfy clothes. Barefoot, you stepped out of the en-suite. Bucky sat on the edge of your bed, his hair was a mess and his eyes still teeny tiny.

„Awwwwww“, you cooed: „hey, sleepyhead“

„Oh shush! Not everyone can get up with the birds.“

You sat right next to him, giving his shoulder a nudge with your own: „Shall I call you grumpy instead?“

„Hey. Don’t mess with me“, he’d put his metal arm around your shoulder: „I am still half asleep“ (Wait a sec…)

„Um, Bucky?“, you whispered, holding his metal hand with your left hand now, your own elbow bent upward.

„Mhhhmmm?“, his head rested on your head, eyes closed.

„Could you bent your right arm up? So I can hold your hand?“

Bucky, too sleepy to question your request, did as he was told. You wanted to hold his hand but remembered, that Steve told you to grab your opponents wrist instead. Interlaced fingers could glide apart too quickly. So, you grabbed Bucky’s wrist of his human arm, now you got hold of both of his arms. With a soft nudge, you whispered: „Now, let’s lay down and cuddle a bit“

After your backs touched the mattress underneath you, his metal arm was now under your neck and head, he mumbled: „s’posed to be comfy?“

„Sure.“, you whispered. You’d let go of his metal hand, moving your left leg over his thighs: „What…?“

„Shhh… I am getting comfy.“, you replied quickly, knowing, there wouldn’t be much time after he, well, felt, what was going on. Your left hand was free now, while you kept his legs and arms immobilized with your grip, your weight and the position you’ve learned from Steve earlier. You stroked his chest softly: „Steve and I had an interesting training slot this morning“

„Hmmm…“, Bucky sighed into your right ear, his cheek resting on your head.

„He taught me this move“

Before your super soldier boyfriend was able to be awake enough, to question your words, your left hand sprang into action. All five fingers crawled quick and soft over his ribs, spidering and tapping, while you held your breath.

„Lohoooove, whahaaat is going ohooon?“, Bucky chuckled, sleepy and surprised.

„I am showing you a new wrestling move, Steve taught me this morning.“

„Nohooot fahair!“, the handsome man next to you giggled, shaking his head.

„Not fair? Like your own sneak attacks, when you use your super soldier strength against me, huh?“

„Thahat’s diffeherent“

„Excuse me?!“

„You lohooove to gihiiiggle under my hands“

„What?! Noho way!“, you answered him chuckling, disbelieving. Your fingers jumped over every bone of his left ribs, teasing the muscles in between, targeting the softer skin of his waist - his own choice/fault to sleep shirtless.

„Lehet meheee go“

„Not yet“, you giggled. It was way more exhausting, to hold him down like this, than you expected. Otherwise, it was nothing compared to your poor trial and error actions beforehand - you’ve never came so far to actually test his sensitivity.

„Dohon’t eeeheven think about thahaat.“, your super soldier grumbled through his gritted teeth.

„What do you mean?“, you cooed. You grinned widely, when your fingertips touched the soft skin around his metal arm, where it was attached to his body. Right on his upper rib, was one of his weak spots, as it seemed.

„Nohooo“, he laughed aloud, shaking his head vividly, while he tried to turn his other wrist out of your grip.

„Oho, no, you don’t“, you hissed, tightening your fingers around his wrist again. You tried to push him more into the mattress with your own leg, which was still on top of his thighs. Your fingers danced over his tummy, weakening him with softer touches, while his laughter made you giggle too. This was exciting and exhausting at the same time, for both of you.

„Babe, pleheaase“, Bucky whined, giggling.

„Okay, okay. I stop“, with a kiss on his cheek, you’d let go of his limps.

„Hey, cheeky, were do you think, you’re going, huh?!“, Bucky had grabbed the wrist of your right hand, while you tried to crawl away from him and off that bed of yours.

„Noho, Buhuuucky“, you giggled, unsure, what to expect.

„Cohoome here“, he growled, hugging you tight to his chest, while you giggled and tried to push him off.

„Love, I just wanna compliment you.“

„Huh?“

„Yeah, you got me good, babe. Remind me, to thank Steve for this…“

„Umm…“

„Stay still, I wanna cuddle.“

„Are you sure?!“, you whispered onto his chest.

„Yup. Just like you did…“