Feeling Rogue pressed against him made Steve groan against her mouth, suddenly very aware of the fact that despite still wearing clothes, all the material was very lightweight and flimsy. Also, Rogue on the counter put her at the perfect position for Steve to press his erection against her womanhood.

He wanted to make love to her, right now ─ although 'make love' might be too mild a phrase for how he was feeling at the moment. Sliding one of his hands down her back again, he pushed underneath the hem of the jogging shorts she was borrowing, cupping her ass and lifting so he could keep moving his hand down, pushing the shorts down her leg as he went.