For some reason that was one of the sweetest things that Bucky had ever heard, but it was also one of the funniest. Especially when he literally imagined all of those times Steve had sat concentrated on his piece of paper as he drew any old thing, as if he had been secretly masturbating in his head that whole time.

"Kinky," he murmured in a gravelly voice and rolled closer to Steve. "So all them drawings of old Mrs. Siddons, they were just-- what? You exploring your old age phase?"

It was like finally breaking down the last barrier between him and Steve had, for a moment, fully relaxed every part of him and let him be more who he was under the paranoia and fear. A teasing jerk.