Don't be too long but it still took Bucky a few minutes to shed his boots, pants, and the various weapons and holsters that made up his mission gear. He tossed an extra log on the fire and dug through his gear for the small cache of toiletries he'd packed. Nothing too fancy, but he had the promised lotion, and plenty of it. Sometimes the skin around his arm got irritated; the dry winter air didn't help. But it meant they had plenty of the stuff.

Grabbing the bag he made a beeline for the bathroom. The sight that greeted him — Billy under the shower, water running down the dips and curves of lithe muscle — stirred his desire again. "Look at you. Beautiful."