There is something between them. The kiss sent a spark through Wanda, making her more inclined to go with Bucky down the rabbit hole. She felt his arm around her waist, allowing Wanda to move in closer to him. It didn't matter to her which hand he used. His metal arm was part of him, and to her he wouldn't be the same person without it.

Her tongue ran over his, tasting him for the first time. A light hum of approval rumbles in her throat as she grants him access to her mouth. Both of her hands begin to move over his shoulders, slowly moving up to brush his cheek or card through his hair. For an old man...he certainly was good at kissing.