"We should." He likes the idea of it. The sheer freedom of letting go with the man who will be his and sharing something he values so much in his own life. Running free like this is precious. It's something to share with those he feels closest to. Bucky is someone he wants to feel that with.

He sniffs at Bucky, scenting him and touching his arm and back with touching that could be innocent if they weren't at least partially an excuse to rub his scent all over Bucky.

"Show me your woods."