She comes. Her orgasm just makes her impossibly more beautiful in his arms. He can't believe that they've come this far, and yet, her muscles begin milking him and drive him over that edge. He growls out her name into her throat and his arms tighten on her.

Bucky is panting harshly against her skin, knowing that this shouldn't change anything, but it will. He's not naive enough to think it won't. But he shuts that part of his brain and just holds her as she quivers.