Gwen Stacy / Steve Rogers
She'd got her rise and then some, his cheeks hot with a blush that he preferred not to be known for. But now and then it still snuck up on him. Gwen was a good kid, usually the banter was slightly less ass focused and he managed to take it more smoothly in his stride. But he'd had practice with it now considering the kids in the house and the man in his bed.
Steve wasn't the best at leading, so her being quick on her feet made it much easier and the dance went far more smoothly than some of his past. "You saw me when I was sick, hard to dance when you're hacking up a lung and too short to spin a partner," Steve explained as he did just that and gave her a spin.
His dance card had been seriously lacking back in the day. Now it was better, but that's because it mostly had Tony scrawled across the entire thing.