A soft little growl rumbled in his chest. "They might know what I'm doing but they can't exactly see for sure." Not that he had a problem with modesty. But it was more the fact that he was doing it only for them. Not for anyone else.
Bucky pouted obviously as they whispered to one another. Feeling left out, even as he watched Steve's hand drift farther. His hand slowed. His tongue trailed over his lower lip. "You know, secrets aren't nice." Though he wasn't focused on his words. At all. He was curious about their secrecy though.