Bucky laughs, a full-throated laugh, and he has to admit that she has a point. She has an advantage with her powers over him and while physically a stiff wind might knock her over much less him, Wanda is a hell of a lot less frail than she looks.

Then Wanda has her mouth on his cock and Bucky isn't saying anything other than a choked little noise that would embarrass him if he had enough of his thoughts together to even think about anything but how good that feels. He thinks all the blood in his body has flown south and he thought that he'd never been harder in his life before, well, apparently he could get harder still.

He threads the fingers of of his right hand in her hair lightly and pushes his hips shallowly toward her mouth.