[The edge of the counter digs into his stomach, but Bucky's not even paying attention to that. He lifts a hand to slide it through her hair and then to the back of her neck, massaging there. The kiss is nice, better than nice.
He doesn't hold it for long, but doesn't pull completely away either. His hand goes to her cheek.]
If that's the kind of service you're giving here, you should be charging by the second.