This was the life, fighting someone who was his match and finally - finally - having a moment to enjoy himself. The fact that they were rolling around in the grass trying to get the upper hand on each other. It was exactly what he wanted, and he made a groaning noise at the sheer notion of Steve adding ground rules.

"Oh I want to know," he said, snapping his teeth at Steve's chin. He twisted around on the grass to try to throw the blond a little further away from him so that he could regain his feet and sprint back to the road and on the way to going around town.