With no outward sign of the thoughts circling through Rumlow's head, Steve took everything that was going on here at face value. If there was any ulterior motive here, then he figured it was something relatively harmless. Maybe Rumlow had asked him here because of some other dare he'd made with another member of the STRIKE team, or maybe he had just been curious to see what Steve Rogers was like when off duty.

Or maybe he was legitimately interested. Steve had learned a long time ago that plenty of people were more attracted to his title and what it meant than they were to him as a person, but he didn't think that would be the case with Rumlow. Rumlow had seen Steve in the middle of a mission, covered in dirt and barking out orders. He had seen a lot more than most, who were usually only exposed to the shining, polished part of him. The images shown on screens, him grinning with his pearly whites.

Which was why when Rumlow pushed the issue, suggesting that they pick up where they left off, Steve didn't immediately balk at the idea. He did raise an eyebrow, though, his mouth curling up at one side.

"How to kiss properly? If I didn't know better, I'd think you were saying that I didn't know what I was doing." Which was only somewhat true. Steve hadn't gotten much practice when he'd been younger, since he hadn't had anyone he could practice with, but he'd had plenty of opportunities lately. He cushioned his head on Rumlow's arms and fixed him with a challenging smirk. "But by all means, enlighten me."

Maybe he was enjoying this a little more than he wanted to admit.