[ His making out ability does not really extend to kitchens. When he's kissed a woman it's usually been on a doorstep or a couch after a date. Sometimes something a little simpler. Though the most complicated is probably Peggy and their kiss while he was about to jump out of a moving vehicle. Either way despite this actually being inside a home and not a moving vehicle in the middle of a firefight his brain still whirls. Trying to decide how to get out of the kitchen. What's polite and what's just too much?
But he can't overthink this. Which Steve wants to do. He won't let himself. Maybe he's a little less likely to botch this up because they talked beforehand. He knows what she wants. What they discussed. He at least wants to get them somewhere more comfortable. Maybe with less dishes and knives. If she thinks it's the last time he's gonna lift her she'll be mistaken. Because this definitely won't be it. He's stronger now and he's not afraid to use it.
With her thighs parted and him closer he pulls her against him. One arm around her and the other stooping lower. His hand cupping her ass as he hauls her off the counter and carts her out of the kitchen. Blindly taking them in the direction of the living room. Hopefully. His shins hit the couch and he knows he's correct. Steve lets himself fall back onto the cushions and settle in the corner with her. His lips only break from hers to breathe and smile. ]
I try not to make out around knives if I can help it. [ It's not that funny which is why he tilts his head and moves in to press a light kiss to her neck. ]
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But he can't overthink this. Which Steve wants to do. He won't let himself. Maybe he's a little less likely to botch this up because they talked beforehand. He knows what she wants. What they discussed. He at least wants to get them somewhere more comfortable. Maybe with less dishes and knives. If she thinks it's the last time he's gonna lift her she'll be mistaken. Because this definitely won't be it. He's stronger now and he's not afraid to use it.
With her thighs parted and him closer he pulls her against him. One arm around her and the other stooping lower. His hand cupping her ass as he hauls her off the counter and carts her out of the kitchen. Blindly taking them in the direction of the living room. Hopefully. His shins hit the couch and he knows he's correct. Steve lets himself fall back onto the cushions and settle in the corner with her. His lips only break from hers to breathe and smile. ]
I try not to make out around knives if I can help it. [ It's not that funny which is why he tilts his head and moves in to press a light kiss to her neck. ]