If Steve hadn't already been hard, Rogue's rushed, urgent words would have done it for him. He groaned, shifting back just enough that he could get his hand between them, leaning up to kiss her hungrily while he quickly undid his slacks. He was very thankful he'd foregone underwear, for just this reason. He hadn't imagined them having sex on the couch for the next round, but he also wasn't entirely surprised, considering they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Steve pushed his pants down far enough that they wouldn't be in the way, and didn't bother with them after that; he slid his hand up Rogue's thigh again, pushing her skirt up until he found the top edge of her underwear. "Lift your hips for me," he murmured.