Gasping already from the kiss, Steve buried his face against Rogue's neck and moaned as she wrapped her hand around him, his hips jerking involuntarily at the feel of her teeth, and the arm still around her back tightening, pulling her against him harder. He gave a quick yank to her shorts, pulling them over her thighs, then pulled her leg up higher; the shorts were still on, but they weren't in the way anymore. He kept his left arm supporting along her back, pulling her hips closer to the edge of the counter so she was tilted back more.

Feeling too desperate to really think straight, and knowing that Rogue seemed to want this as much and as quickly as he did, Steve wrapped his hand around hers holding his cock and guided himself to her entrance, pulling her hand away with his as he pushed into her in one quick thrust.