It was also Steve's first time being naked and aroused around another person, except for maybe some awkward boners that had cropped up here and there over the years, and those were normal. This was something else entirely, and he knew it. His cock was standing at attention by now, a darker color than usual because of all the blood that had rushed there. Which wasn't to say that the rest of his body wasn't blushing too. Steve didn't just blush in his face -- the redness ran down his throat toward his chest too.

He had more or less expected some kind of smartassed comment in response to his commanding tone, but he was eager enough that he hadn't even thought about how it would sound. Ordering someone around in bed might have its benefits if it was all in good fun, but Steve wasn't about to get ahead of himself either. He was the one learning as he went here.

Rumlow looked way too good, on his knees on the bed and waiting for him, and Steve felt as if he was being pulled toward the bed by some invisible string. He crawled onto it at the foot and then slid over to where Rumlow waited, hands going down to his belt buckle so that he could get him undressed the rest of the way. His cock bobbed between his thighs while he slid Rumlow's belt out from the loops, but he tried not to think too much about that -- not yet, anyway.