"We will not hesitate to use more extreme methods if you do not soon cooperate," the Soldier told Tony Stark, circling the tied-up billionaire. Tony almost rolled his eyes at the use of Russian, but even he knew better than to do so at a time like this.

Bucky had been captured a week ago, and the Avengers had scrambled to help Steve and Sam in finding him. It wasn't until he and Rhodey had split up to canvas North America faster that something happened. It was along the Montana-Canadian border that JARVIS had finally picked up on the signal Tony had implanted in Barnes' new prosthetic. Tony doesn't remember how he ended up here, but it really didn't matter. JARVIS had most likely sent out a distress signal, so he only had a limited time before the others rained hell down on... wherever the hell they were.

Not even Nat could beat a biological machine like the Winter Soldier.

Tony was snapped out of his thoughts by a metallic rapping against the arc reactor. He violently flinched, unconsciously trying to get away from the threat. The Soldier used his flesh-and-blood arm to roughly grab Tony by the scruff of his neck, bringing their faces closer together. The genius felt his pulse jump. But it wasn't from fear.

It was from attraction.

He hoped that the Soldier didn't understand why his eyes fell to the plump lips in front of him. In that moment, Tony came up with his craziest and most dangerous plan yet. His eyes met the Soldier's. "I'm sorry, Bucky," Tony whispered before leaning forward and quickly capturing the Soldier's lips with his.

The Soldier immediately froze, but it seemed Barnes' subconscious enjoyed the feeling of Tony's goatee against his stubbled face, because he responded only moments later.

Tony moaned, allowing his eyes to slip shut. He allowed the Soldier to tip his head back as the other man climbed into the genius' lap.

They made out for what felt like forever, but was only about five minutes. Tony broke the kiss slowly, opening his eyes to study Barnes. The Soldier's eyes were blanker than normal, but they slowly but surely had their sparks of life return. Bucky blinked in confusion before his eyes widen in horror. "Sshhh, sshhh," Tony tried to comfort him, "it's ok. This isn't your fault... but I would appreciate it if you could untie me. I like being tied up, but not this tight."

Bucky laughed wetly, eyes misting as he reached around to rip the rope off, softly rubbing at the raw skin when Tony pulled his arms around. "Will we be ok?" Bucky asked, biting his lip as he continued to rub at the rope burns.

Tony thinks back to what happened with Obadiah. The situations would only be the same if Bucky had consciously decided to use his loyalty against him. "If you think you can forgive me for violating your trust in me... and for picking the worst time to tell you that I love you."

Bucky stared at him, finally allowing tears to fall down his face. "For a genius, you can be such a fucking idiot," he stated before pecking Tony's lips one more time.

"Tell me something I haven't heard before," Tony mumbled against said lips.

"I love you," Bucky said.

"I know," Tony replied. "Now you should probably let me up before we're cockblocked by superheroes."

"Only if you buy me dinner first."

"Whatever you want."

The two managed to laugh, carefully standing up and leaving the mess behind hand-in-hand.