Steve couldn't quite suppress his pleased smile at the sound of her whimper, but was secure in knowing Rogue wouldn't be able to see it from this angle. Normally he wasn't so calm when they were about to have sex - and even now, he could feel his cock throbbing in time with his heartbeat, still confined in his jeans. But whether it was the fact he was focused so intently on her pleasure, or something to do with her ordering him around, or maybe even a combination of the two, Steve registered his desire, but didn't feel a great need to satisfy it. He knew that would come later; right now, all he was supposed to do, all he wanted to do, was pleasure Rogue.

Moving one hand under her thigh, holding her legs open, he stretched a thumb until he could run it along her slit, already slick with moisture from her arousal, at the same time he moved his mouth one final time, pressing it over her clit and pressing his tongue against it.