As much as the sex itself is new in a way, regular and with the same people for the first time in her entire life, this is so much more unusual for her. Before Loki, Sylvie had never once been with the same person more than one time. Before Loki, she'd never spent the night sleeping beside someone, had never trusted anyone enough to be present while in such a vulnerable position.

But now there's Bucky, too, and when he touches her chin to turn her head, she allows it. She turns her head so she can kiss properly, her mouth pressed to his. She reaches back with one hand, cupping the back of his head in her palm, twisting further to kiss him again, deeper this time.

"I feel like you might need a bit of time to recover," she teases, speaking against his mouth.