Bucky did stick his tongue out at Steve. Scrunching his nose just a little, when he did. Teasing. "It works a little too good." Though the childishness melted away when she brushed a kiss across his knuckles. An almost stupid smile touched his lips. "You'd definitely fit right in at the Louvre. I could see a crowd around you admiring every perfect inch of you." Though he felt the same way about Steve.
He inched up on the bed in front of Steve, after pausing long enough to snag the remote they had talked about. Fingers already positioning his cock forward, off of his stomach. "No my queen." He eased his fingers up and down the hard flesh between them. His eyes shifted from Steve's face to where Peggy straddled his thighs. The remote settled within reach.