His heat scent should be obvious. It's only out of sheer stubbornness that he's still standing. It's surprising, how Steve tips his head. The submission is a little thrilling. Bucky's more sure than ever than this will work, that they'll be able to work together and make a real different for their tribes. They smell like each other, and they'll smell even more like each other.

"Come on," he purrs, tugging at Steve's wrist gently, guiding him towards the bed. The best just smells like Bucky, and soon it'll smell like Steve, too.