Steve blushed. "I can't wait to get into a proper uniform instead of tights," he said.

Then he blinked, surprised. "But... I haven't done anything for you, yet," he murmured, putting his hands to Rumlow's shoulders. He ducked his head down, looking. Maybe Rumlow wasn't aroused... had he been doing this just to pleasure Steve? Was this some kind of gratitude for rescuing him?