Rogue's own nerves had mostly settled after the mess with her scars, but there was still a tiny part of her that worried about her control over her power. It hadn't really been properly tested in this universe, she'd always been so careful to keep herself out of high-stress situations where she might lose that control. But this... Well, at least if her power did switch on, she would feel it almost instantly and be able to get away from Steve before any permanent damage was done. She knew the timing now, dangerously well, and she was determined not to hurt him.

That was why she was paying close enough attention to his reactions to be able to notice the brief silence before his response, the quietness of it, and the deep breath that had preceded the utterance. He was nervous about this, very much so, and she wasn't going to exacerbate that by being careless.

Giving him a soft smile full of love and affection, she pulled her hands away from that button to instead slide her hands down along his thighs, over knees and calves until she came to his feet that were still wearing shoes. Those would have to come off before the pants, so that's what she would work on first. Laces were efficiently untied, each shoe gently tugged off his foot and set aside before she rose up on her knees again to address the button and zipper at the top of his pants - her movements were again efficient but gentle, and she watched him during the whole process. There was no teasing, verbally or physically, because all of that could come later. This was about making sure he was comfortable.