"I'll start looking into it, as soon as we get home." Clint promised as he watched Bucky shimmy out of those tight jeans, and lay down obediently. Clint took the leather straps from the other day and bound Bucky's wrists. He wasn't in subspace and wouldn't fight his shackles so this was all they needed. Clint leaned over Bucky then and began to kiss gently all over Bucky's face and then his hands began to lightly stroke over Bucky's chest. Clint was taking his time tasting Bucky's skin.