Rogue let Steve move her, wrapping her arms around him as soon as he was within reach and lifting a leg to press up against his hip. One hand pressed against his back, fingers stretching and spreading out against all that amazing skin before ever so lightly scratching her nails across it. Her other hand found the back of his neck, clinging to him as she basked in the feeling of so much of his skin touching hers.

This was really happening, wasn't it? This was her life, not some fantastical dream she would wake up from eventually. She sighed audibly and squirmed slightly against him, wanting more of absolutely everything.