He took the invitation and mouthed on Steve's neck, though he was painfully careful not to leave any marks on the creamy pale skin. His hands stroked up and down Steve's back until he pulled away long enough to tug the smaller man's shirt off.

"We'll see. I don't want to hurt you if I don't have to," he whispered, hugging Steve against him. "I really admire what you did today with that grenade. It sure showed everyone that ever doubted you. I'm thankful I was never in that majority."