Watching Rogue set everything down, a sort of calm settled over Steve. It wasn't very deep, his nerves and anticipation were still simmering under the surface, but it was a calm that he was familiar with, just before going into battle; he knew what was going to happen, and now he just had to relax and go with his instincts.

Settling his hands on Rogue's hips, he leaned in, but stopped short of actually kissing her. "I think," he murmured, "that if I kiss you now... we aren't going to make it to the bedroom. It's a nice bedroom," he continued in a soothing voice. "It's got a very big bed. Much comfier than the door... or the couch, even."

Apparently, his lust-addled brain still had a shred of decorum left. He didn't care where they had sex - later; but now, this first time, he definitely wanted it to be on a bed.