"Mm, yes, clearly your cock and the dog are the only things you have going for you," she agrees, idly stroking her fingertips over his chest. Her fingers curl under, scratching her nails against his skin, catching his nipple seemingly without intent, but the glint in her eye says otherwise.

She sits up on Bucky's hips, rocking her own slightly as she does.

"I think you know well enough by now to agree I wouldn't waste my time with someone I didn't think had more to offer than that," she points out. "It would have stayed as one night and we would never have been friends."