He was actually curious if Steve was going to refuse him and call off the bet given what it was. The first part was easy, but he wasn't certain that Rogers would give in to pressure for the second part. He was fine either way, since there would be other opportunities to make on that front and no point letting any of them go to waste. He would just have to be subtle about it in future.

Besides everyone that he knew who also knew Cap was clearly of the opinion that the big guy really needed to get laid. Even Romanoff was looking for dates among the female population, so she had to have a similar opinion or faked it like she did everything else. Who was Rumlow to not offer that service? It'd be a crime.

He smirked like Steve had just said magical words to him, even if he knew both of them didn't believe them at all. Queens was a piece of shit. He nodded his head as if he were satisfied with the declaration and bared his cheek, pointing at the spot.

...and as soon as Rogers came in, he was going to see if he could kiss the poor repressed bastard right on the mouth.