His brow creased, just a little, not entirely sure what to do with that particular touch, and still not quite sure what to do with this new, more passive Steve.

Some small corner of his mind remembered that he'd usually been the one to take the lead before, that was just how he'd been, not necessarily when it came to Steve, but in general.

His fingers twitched against Steve's gentle hold, while the hand that had been caught in Steve's collar slid around to thread through his hair, tugging him just a little closer so that he could deepen that kiss more easily, even despite the half-awkward position with Bucky himself still wedged back against the corner of the couch.