"You're going to regret being mean to me when there's all this tasty honey to have and you aren't getting any of it." But Bucky was all talk. He would have a hard time sticking to any sort of anger if Clint came riding up. Beekeeping did sound like a pleasant and quiet hobby. "At least bees are nicer than people. Well, than most people. Present company not included."
The inside of the ice cream shop was actually empty save for the people behind the glass and an elderly couple in the back. Bucky inhaled, traces of vanilla and mint and sugar teasing his nose first. His body visibly relaxed. Now that they were away from the crowds of people, he felt ...a bit better.
"You're not into foreplay?" Bucky was curious now. "I guess it depends on the partner." He approached the ice cream display to see what they had. There were a lot of weird flavors. He chose coffee and blueberry together in a waffle cone and immediately started to lick away the second it was handed over to him.