[ Truth is, it is a little complicated. It takes effort and skill to kiss; Natasha'd teased him for it but she wasn't quite wrong, he wasn't the world's best kisser. He knew how to keep it from being gross, sure, and he was enthusiastic, but that was about it.

The idea of getting kissing practice from Rumlow was strange as hell, though and he wasn't quite sure he wanted to consider it. ]

...Natasha's overly invested in finding me a date. She doesn't know. [ Which, well. That's for the best, though he figures she suspects. He pulls a face when Rumlow mentions HYDRA and Captain America, grimacing back from it. ] We don't talk about that. When we do this.

[ He's not foolish enough to think this won't happen again. ] I don't- I can't be that. Not here.