He was still getting used to having access to doing 'normal' things, and there hadn't been one that he didn't like either. However, even he knew that sex was a step in a very certain direction and not to be taken lightly. He had to be ready for it, for the commitment that would probably tax him both physically and emotionally. "Are you sure there isn't? I mean... you could get snapped up at any time," he murmured softly, his eyebrows drawing together. He wanted Steve to be happy, to settle down with someone nice who could care for his friend give Steve whatever the man needed.

Apparently kissing was a little like riding a bike; muscles didn't forget how to do it. It helped that Steve's lips parted immediately, and despite the awkward angle for his neck, he kissed his friend deeply and thoroughly, his tongue teasing the parted lips, flicking just inside in a sensual off of what more they could have if he took things further. He admitted that like eating, sleeping and showering... he liked kissing.