The Soldier could admit to being surprised by the suddenness of Tony's lips on him, and he was slower to respond than usual only because of the tranquilizers still lingering in his system. He slipped his arm around his bond's back and held on, listening beyond them to the sounds of the forest and searching for signs of suspicion. This felt nice and the smell of the earth under them was calming.

It seemed to him that Tony was alright, was more or less safe and not losing a substantial amount of blood. That was all that mattered to him, and it gave him peace of mind enough to not force himself into action. They could take a moment to rest and recover, to be assured of one another even if it felt as if Tony was somewhat desperate and anxious.

He moaned into the kiss, acknowledging the apology. He managed to lift a hand to stroke his fingers numbly through his bond's hair before pulling back from the next kiss. "For what?"