[Steve's very aware that as the one who's not hurting, it's his responsibility to make sure Loki doesn't do anything he'll regret. Hell, even if he wouldn't regret it, Steve would, because it's not right to take advantage of someone who's drunk, or grieving, and especially not when they're both.

Kissing him is glorious, though.

Loki kisses him messily, and Steve's breath catches as he winds gentle fingers through Loki's hair. There's more need in himself than he wants to admit.]

[Steve shivers at that, pleasure raking sharply up his spine, but he reluctantly shakes his head.]

I - I want to take this further, Loki. But I can't. Not going to happen, and it's not your fault. I just can't take advantage of someone to, uh, take things further. Can't. You deserve better than that.

[Steve makes a strangled sound. It's been a while for him, and the gentle touch feels so good. He's trying as hard as he can to ignore just how good Loki's weight feels on his erection, too.]

You're capable. You're - [deep breath] - you're very capable. But I'm not going to let this happen, because you're impaired.

[Steve lifts a hand and cups Loki's cheek, then makes a guilty face, removing his hand.]

Sorry. I - yeah. Not just the drinks. You're upset.

Anyone would be.

[Steve snorts.]

There are people who'd say I'm anything but.

...but yes. It can be.

[He doesn't want Loki to feel ashamed, but it's difficult to avoid in these circumstances.]

I would like to do this again sometime, if you still want to. Another time.