One might have assumeds that this was the part Bucky would have hesitated. It was rare for him to show much of his body unless he had known someone for a fairly long time and had learned to trust them and be comfortable around them. Given how fast this was going and how much brain was throwing a war over his damn emotions, it could have even been expected that he'd push back against getting completely naked right now in front of someone that was still relatively new in his life.
But once he was committed to being selfish, he was all in.
It took all of ten seconds to the only two pieces of clothing he had on off and dropped to the floor. The boxers took the longest since it required some shuffling. His skin instantly prickled as he settled on the bed again, the blankets oddly feeling cold against his warm skin. He could have been embarrassed and vulernable but his focus wasn't really on himself. Zemo had all of his attention. Every move he made, he was watching. When he kissed him, he had to keep his hands still or risk bringing the other man into the bed with him and then it was all over. Bucky wanted to see what Zemo had to show him.
But he was impatient and reached out with his metal hand, grabbing for Zemo's hip. Just a touch. Not a tug. That alone somehow settled him, reminding him to wait. "Is this what you thought of in Latvia?"