Clint smiled at Bucky's selfishness, then the rambling, the soft spoken words spilling from Bucky in his eagerness and excitement. "Alright... a Day collar and a Kink Collar, I think I can handle that for you." Clint said with a small smile kissing him back gently. Still gently stroking Bucky's skin and the collar he was wearing right now. "Then I want your hands bound above your head... and your legs spread open, no clothes, and I want to taste you... and touch you." Clint said softly, huskily, as he easily imagined the submissive soldier in the position they often used to play. Clint wanted to take his time tonight and just feel Bucky's skin.