"Need a hand?"

Steve smiles back, hands on hips.

"Or anything else?"

"What are you doing?"

"Need some help…?"

How about you write all that down, fold the paper up and shove it up your ass.

Get out of his Dms.

Steve reaches back once they're on the highway, squeezing Tony's leg.

It had taken way too long to make this date happen.

He was happy he got another chance to take him out.

"Perfect."

He pats Tony's arm around his waist then revs the engine, leaving a cloud of dust as he takes off.

"Much sexier than dashing."

Steve double checks Tony's helmet, making sure it's secure.

He throws his leg over his motorcycle.

"I would have brought my truck but it was full of dirt. He gardens as a hobby.

"Hmm how was that?"

Steve breaks the kiss slowly, but doesn't move away.

It's been ages since he's been this close to anyone.

"Eager I see."

Steve laughs softly as he takes a step into Tony's space.

"Not a bad thing."

Steve tilts Tony's chin up; his thumb tracing his bottom lip before he presses a soft kiss to Tony's lips.

"Mmm. Yes."

Steve remembers he's staring.

He hands Tony the helmet he's holding, already too excited and nervous.