There’s a lot here that can break a mood, and Tony has said some pretty insensitive things in the past, so being asked to keep the talk less regimented (pun intended) wasn’t something to spoil the mood. Steve wanted to be Steve with him. He’d said as much during their heart to heart, hadn’t he? He doesn’t want to be Captain America. Captain America is a part of him but not the sum. And he’s come a long way from the Army.
Despite Steve’s insistent nuzzling, perhaps because he’s trying to deflect a bit of what he said there into pleasure so they can enjoy each other without having to discuss it further, and despite Tony not being turned on enough to ignore where Steve’s mouth has been or where it is going, Tony pushes himself down, between Steve’s straddling legs, and pulls up his face with his hands at the same time.
He can give gentle, affectionate kisses too. It’s not just Steve’s wheel house to be the romantic sort. Tony might not be great at grand gestures, but he’s learned that it takes more than huge gifts and money.
“No nicknames,” Tony murmurs against now damp lips, arms around too broad shoulders. “You’re just Steve here.” There. Grand gesture. Tony’s somewhat proud of himself.
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Date: 2018-07-13 08:35 pm (UTC)Despite Steve’s insistent nuzzling, perhaps because he’s trying to deflect a bit of what he said there into pleasure so they can enjoy each other without having to discuss it further, and despite Tony not being turned on enough to ignore where Steve’s mouth has been or where it is going, Tony pushes himself down, between Steve’s straddling legs, and pulls up his face with his hands at the same time.
He can give gentle, affectionate kisses too. It’s not just Steve’s wheel house to be the romantic sort. Tony might not be great at grand gestures, but he’s learned that it takes more than huge gifts and money.
“No nicknames,” Tony murmurs against now damp lips, arms around too broad shoulders. “You’re just Steve here.” There. Grand gesture. Tony’s somewhat proud of himself.