Rogue and Snart
"They wouldn't refer to me as Captain Cold if I minded it." He placed that familiar hand against the small of her back to draw her in just a step closer. Clothing would protect them, but Snart did play with danger every now and again.
"Shall we?" he asked, sweeping a hand out for them to make their exit. Snart was not a public person when it came to heavy displays of affection. Light touches and exchanges were one thing. You could call him a prude, but he considered himself more of a gentleman. One with a notoriously dubious and wicked side when necessary.