Steve's hands slid along Rogue's arms, even after she was free of the cardigan. He wasn't really sure what to do, after this point; he wanted her dress off, but didn't really know how to go about doing it. It probably zipped in the back, but he didn't trust his fingers with the coordination and delicacy required to do something like that, especially if he didn't get behind her to do it.

Giving Rogue one last kiss, he softly requested, "Turn around?"