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He might not know Thor as well as he could-- he doesn't know any of the Avengers like he should, though Bucky has been getting better at it. It's a big enough sigh that he happily plays drinking games with people. Even if he can't get drunk, he can at the very least enjoy the party. It's why he's currently down to his jeans and not much else, metal arm on clear display that for once, doesn't bother him. Who knows where Thor went, but the conversation left him with the distinct impression that they're about to have a good time anyway, eyeing the door every once in a while.

Avengers Tower might be a strange home for him, but it's growing on Bucky. That's why he's keeping an eye near the door, having stepped away from the party before Tony gets the chance to throw his socks to the floor along with the rest of his clothes.

Well. Who cares right now? It's been a lot of fun so far, and like hell is he letting Thor get away with not stripping. He wants to see just what kind of body an alien god has under the armor he normally wears. When Thor finally shows up, Bucky can't help the smug look, even if he's still half-naked, and in no hurry to retrieve his clothes. "Good timing. I think the game's about to get really intense."

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As promised, Thor returns to the party shortly after his text conversation with Bucky. He's not wearing any armor today; just a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved button-down shirt, along with all the other necessities such as socks, shoes and underwear.

He can't help but lick his lips briefly at the sight of the former soldier, his torso naked and on full display. Bucky has a fantastic body. Muscular in all the right places... and even that metal arm doesn't take away from the appealing sight. In a way, it enhances it, adding something different to his appearance.

Over all, Thor does no shy away from looking Bucky up and down.

"For you, perhaps," he responds, although it would only take a single loss for Thor to lose his shirt as well. "This should be interesting."

Bucky's grin is wide, puffing himself out when he notices Thor checking him out. There's a reason he keeps working out; he knows he looks damn good, even with the arm. He's shameless right now, caught up in the moment of having someone looking at him, still revved up from the party game that cost him his shirt, jacket, and gloves. He should get those back, but for now, he doesn't care, shifting his stance a little so he shows himself off more, arms at his side.

"Just for me?" he purrs, looking Thor up and down, staring openly when his gaze reaches the other man's groin. "Planning on keeping your clothes on tonight?"