Steve just smirked, "There's a reason our room is only on the third floor..." he whispered to her, "Overlooking this very pool even." His hand dipped a little bit low on her belly, fingers just barely grazing where swimsuit met skin.
"Don't think you need the towel much Buck, pretty sure they all already know how filthy you are." his voice was still low, plausible deniability would be their friend if anyone decided to alert hotel staff. Though between Bucky's shorts and his own deniability might be tough either way.