"Maybe a little bit of both. I sort of want to scratch behind your ears and find a ticklish spot." He was almost offering himself up to be smacked, but it didn't take a genius to realize what was happening with Bucky. He was sort of like a little baby duck. It was probably written into his programing. After a wipe, he listened to anyone that took charge of him.

Shit. That was some pretty crazy stuff.

Tony found a bagel and some honey and sat down with Bucky. He didn't stare back, but he did watch him. "You don't have to be a weapon soon," he said. "I promise you that as soon as we make sure your last bosses are all gone, I'll set you out to stud."