"Technically we're old age right now," Steve returned with a casual lightness, even if he was feeling just shy of overwhelmed with everything that had happened. His chest felt full of air, like he might just up and pop at any second now. Giddiness threatened to make him giggle at any moment and he ran his hand through Bucky's long hair as he relaxed against his chest. Half of Steve was still reeling from the fact that his best friend was in love with him and that they were married.

Sex on top of all that seemed like an extra large helping of whipped cream and a hundred cherries piled on high.

"I guess I've just always liked 'em mature. Doesn't really explain you though, huh? Guess you're a fluke." He leaned up to kiss the top of Bucky's head.