A soft breath of relief. And showing his gratitude, Sam slides into Bucky's lap. Tentatively runs his fingers over him. Begins exploring him. It's obvious he's never handled cock before in any capacity. It's also obvious he's happy to learn on the job. That is what they'll do about Bucky's state.

"I don't know what you are. But between this and the jewel you offered, I find it obvious you are something mighty from the depths."

Squeezes Bucky's dick, careful at first, and then a little more enthusiastically. has to use both hands, because Bucky is too big for one.

"How are they keeping you confined to quarters unworthy of you, and keeping away what belongs to you?" Sam looks into Bucky's eyes. Remembers stories of the beasts of the sea. Of the things that can slither between your legs and leave you gifts. Of the things inside the floods. He knows how to pay tithe to the sea for safety. He knows how to respect entities such as this. He scoots closer, so Bucky's cock can rest in the space between Sam's own currently soft dick and his thigh. "Do they not pay tribute to your needs? Do they not see that you wish to court a mate and cannot, kept like a fish in a glass bowl? Do they do for you what you do for them"?