With Steve's forehead against his, Tony can no doubt feel the eyebrow-raise that comment prompts. He blushes a little again too, though, smiling at the same time. There's a quiet clearing of his throat before he responds: "So you like the spangles after all. I knew it."

His fingers curl in his hair, enough to scratch blunt nails lightly against Tony's scalp. "Any other thoughts you want to share with me?"

Rather than backing off now that they've broken the ice with a kiss, he seems to be easing into Tony's personal space a little further. His free hand moves up his side lazily to rest against his ribs.