As far as compliments went, "pretty good" often fell into the backhanded category, but in this instance Steve would take it. It was better than some of the reactions he'd received after kissing someone, especially those first few times when he'd still been figuring everything out. He had disappointed at least a few girls, not living up to what they expected Captain America to be like.

Well, that was bound to happen, and not just with kissing.

He had learned a thing or two since then, and while it wouldn't have been the end of the world if a teammate thought that he was a lousy kisser, Steve found that he wasn't opposed to the idea of maybe doing this again. He had to think it over when he wasn't in the moment, but he found his eyes traveling over Rumlow's body as he stretched. He did slide his leg out from under Rumlow and push himself up so that he was sitting properly again, though.

I can be whatever you need. It was quite the statement, and Steve didn't know how to feel about it. "Like what?" he asked as he smoothed out his shirt and put his hair back into place.