His nose pulled back as Steve's head rose from where it had been on his chest, and he stared at his friend and the sight that greeted him was both confusing and appealing. He liked that look of lust on Steve's face, and it had his body shifting under his friend's one, pressing their hips together with a touch more pressure before his metal arm broke free of the hold.

It broke the spell of exploration of such sensation as his metal arm shifted around to grasp onto Steve and shove his friend off of him as he wiggled and squirmed to get out of the rest of the hold, his cheeks dusted with a pink flush of his own, though his hair hung over his eyes a bit to hide some of it.