Bucky didn't care about ripped buttons or pretty much anything except getting closer to Steve right now. It didn't matter that they were already pressed together, he wanted to feel their skin together, feel the heartbeat in his chest and the lifeblood in his veins, he wanted everything.

He bit at Steve's lip, just lightly, as he released his hold on Steve's erection just long enough to tug at his own pants to open them too. It was an invitation he had never given Steve before, implicit permission to touch as well, to go to more intimate areas than he had ever been allowed before.