If Steve knew he was being analyzed like the chassis of some sort of exotic vehicle, he might feel weird about it. Tony's engineering-brain, and its processes, are a little beyond his comprehension. Steve gets Tony's heart, maybe even his soul, but his mind is multifaceted and operates on a level most human brains don't. Not even serum-enhanced ones. Steve's never liked feeling dehumanized, but it's not quite the same thing, is it, when it comes from a guy who can almost render himself down into a series of equations?
Regardless, Steve isn't expecting or asking for Tony's love in return for his. It's a relief to be able to give and express, and he's waiting to see if Tony decides he should've been more careful what he wished for. Steve's passion isn't exactly destructive, and the bad things that have happened to the people he loved have been incidental, not a direct result of his affection, but still. It's not like he's done anyone any favors.
Six hours sounds like plenty of time to Steve, but he's used to having to think on the fly, and he doesn't have to work too hard to recollect where he was mentally at this time in his life and settle on an approach. The coffee is probably unnecessary, as well. He's already had the sleep he needs to get by. So if Tony's going to flirt--
That was a flirt, right? That definitely sounded like a flirt.
"You coming onto me, Tony?" He pointedly gives up on his coffee, headed back to the bed without hesitation. His body language is loose and soft, but his eyes are going laser-focused. "We only had the one condom, remember? You got something in mind?"
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Date: 2018-07-10 01:12 pm (UTC)Regardless, Steve isn't expecting or asking for Tony's love in return for his. It's a relief to be able to give and express, and he's waiting to see if Tony decides he should've been more careful what he wished for. Steve's passion isn't exactly destructive, and the bad things that have happened to the people he loved have been incidental, not a direct result of his affection, but still. It's not like he's done anyone any favors.
Six hours sounds like plenty of time to Steve, but he's used to having to think on the fly, and he doesn't have to work too hard to recollect where he was mentally at this time in his life and settle on an approach. The coffee is probably unnecessary, as well. He's already had the sleep he needs to get by. So if Tony's going to flirt--
That was a flirt, right? That definitely sounded like a flirt.
"You coming onto me, Tony?" He pointedly gives up on his coffee, headed back to the bed without hesitation. His body language is loose and soft, but his eyes are going laser-focused. "We only had the one condom, remember? You got something in mind?"
If so, Steve is clearly on board.