Bucky would have demonstrated, but when Steve practically swallowed him whole, he lost whatever wit had been about to roll from his lips. "Oh fuck." His fingers tightened in his husband's hair. His thumb brushing over the button of the remote to dial the vibration up a notch.
His barely open eyes cut toward the mirror he'd shifted into place. A shudder ran down him from just the sight of the three of them. He gasped and held Steve in place for a second. "Don't move don't move." He muttered softly. If he did he was going to lose it.