Chapter 3
Bruce gaped and retreated slightly "you don't mean that."
Steve took a deep breath, trying to gauge the apprehensive other man.
"I certainly do, Bruce."
Bruce let a hand wander tentatively across the mattress towards Steve.
"I don't want you to do me any favours, Cap. I'm capable of handling my own, and I don't want you thinking that you need to babysit me or whatever you think you'd be doing."
Steve leaned forward into the light, allowing Bruce a look at the tired earnestness on his face.
"Look, if you're not interested then that's fine, but I wouldn't be doing you a favour or whatever you've decided to call it."
Bruce's heart was pounding a drum line in his ears. He had dreamed, but never dared to hope. He opened his mouth to speak, but pressed against the cold concrete in the darkness; found he couldn't make a sound.
Steve peered cautiously into the dark and stood to leave, taking Bruce's silence as mute rejection.
"Look, let's just forget I mentioned it then, okay? The last thing I wanted was to offend or upset you or whatever this is."
Steve was no further than 3 steps away when Bruce lunged at him.
***author's note - sorry for the shortened chapter, but I felt very strongly that sexy preamble has no business in bouncy bouncy fun-times chapters!**