Steve had never backed away from a challenge in his life. Now was certainly not going to be an exception.
He wasn't above having a healthy dose of fear, however, when Rogue took hold of his chin. His eyes widened and he looked like the proverbial deer in headlights - but he sure as hell wasn't gonna back down. His stomach swooped like the best free-falls, jumping from a plane with no parachute, that thrill of going far too fast, with no safety net.
He loved every second of it.
And that was before the kiss itself. Which was... intense. He wasn't the best kisser, he was sure, this being the fourth kiss he'd ever had (Maggie O'Brian didn't count, because she'd been goaded into it by her friend, and it had barely been more than a peck on the lips). He was a little hesitant and unsure exactly what he was doing - but he'd always been a quick study, and Rogue definitely seemed to know what she was doing.
It was a very good thing they were in public, or this might have escalated more quickly than he'd intended. It wasn't that Steve didn't want Rogue - because yes, he did, very much - but there was always that small seed of doubt in the back of his head, reminding him that for all of their chemistry, and similar backgrounds now that he knew about it, they still didn't really know each other, as people, very well.
That wasn't going to stop him from enjoying the very public display of affection, however.
Steve finally managed to make himself pull away, gasping more than he thought should be necessary from just a kiss. "Okay. That was..." He shifted a little, lowering his head to rest on her shoulder for a minute. Finally he said, "please don't do that again in public. This is gonna be awkward." He cleared his throat, knowing he was blushing at what he'd just revealed... but she'd caused the problem, so it seemed only fair that she be made aware of it.
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He wasn't above having a healthy dose of fear, however, when Rogue took hold of his chin. His eyes widened and he looked like the proverbial deer in headlights - but he sure as hell wasn't gonna back down. His stomach swooped like the best free-falls, jumping from a plane with no parachute, that thrill of going far too fast, with no safety net.
He loved every second of it.
And that was before the kiss itself. Which was... intense. He wasn't the best kisser, he was sure, this being the fourth kiss he'd ever had (Maggie O'Brian didn't count, because she'd been goaded into it by her friend, and it had barely been more than a peck on the lips). He was a little hesitant and unsure exactly what he was doing - but he'd always been a quick study, and Rogue definitely seemed to know what she was doing.
It was a very good thing they were in public, or this might have escalated more quickly than he'd intended. It wasn't that Steve didn't want Rogue - because yes, he did, very much - but there was always that small seed of doubt in the back of his head, reminding him that for all of their chemistry, and similar backgrounds now that he knew about it, they still didn't really know each other, as people, very well.
That wasn't going to stop him from enjoying the very public display of affection, however.
Steve finally managed to make himself pull away, gasping more than he thought should be necessary from just a kiss. "Okay. That was..." He shifted a little, lowering his head to rest on her shoulder for a minute. Finally he said, "please don't do that again in public. This is gonna be awkward." He cleared his throat, knowing he was blushing at what he'd just revealed... but she'd caused the problem, so it seemed only fair that she be made aware of it.