"Technically," he agreed, since he had seen more work and action than Steve had in the intern years. He had been brought up to speed on some aspects of technology where Steve had had to start from scratch. It was a good thing that both of them were adaptable soldiers. "Yes, but he doesn't like me pressing the buttons. He thinks I'll break something when really, I will just hack. I know how."

He suddenly turned when Steve just kept squirming right in his lap, and it was all that could do not to grind back in response. He knew that was inappropriate as it had happened in the shower, and he'd been scolded. Instead, he set them on their sides, but his calves still curled around Steve's thinner legs protectively. "I'm very relaxed, more than I should be," he replied with a sigh. His hand buried itself into Steve's hair. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"