Bucky's POV
"Next question," I told the tiny man pinned under my finger. "What's your name?" He looked surprised. "You want to know?" He asked in shock, I scoffed. "I can't just call you 'snack' forever." He shuddered and quickly answered. "Steve Rogers."
I nodded and let him sit up. "Why did you call me Bucky?" I demanded. "That's your name." He told me. "What is my full name?" I asked calmly. "James Buchanan Barnes." I glared and knocked him back down with my finger.
"How do you get Bucky from that?!" I demanded angrily, he trembled under my finger. "Bucky is your nickname," he hurried to explain. "Where we lived there were six other people named James, you wanted to be different." I removed my finger from him again and took a step back. "How do I even know if you're telling me the truth?" I growled.
"The museum," He told me in a scared tone. "They have an exhibit with you in it. The Captain America one." I glared down at him and growled, then I grabbed him again. "You're going to take another ride to my stomach," I told him in a deadly tone. "And if you have lied to me I'll make sure you end up regretting it."
I shoved him in my mouth to get him in a secure place and started licking him to help get him down. I purred contentedly, it had been a long time since I had savored my prey. Hydra always wanted it to be a quick nom and a swallow, now I could enjoy the taste, butterscotch.
He didn't struggle as much this time, probably because he knew I wouldn't kill him. I sucked on him for a moment before moving him to the back of my throat and tilting my head back. I swallowed twice and down he went. I chuckled happily, I hadn't felt that in a long time.
Steve's POV
The second Bucky shoved me in him mouth I relaxed. He wouldn't hurt me, he needed my information too badly. His tongue oozed saliva all over me as he purred in contentment. It was very humid in there and cramped as well. After a few minutes I felt myself being moved to the back of his throat. He tipped his head back as he had before and swallowed twice. I shivered on the way down, I never had wanted to know this feeling.
I landed in his stomach softer than last time and felt Bucky press his hand against his stomach. "You alright in there?" He asked me in a teasing tone. "Yes," I said. "It's a little boring though." "Try taking a nap," he suggested calmly. "You'resafe in there. And now is as good a time as any to rest from ourfight." I struggled around a bit before taking his suggestion and falling asleep.