Steve's never thought of himself as particularly emotional, but he does prefer to be honest when he can. Maybe letting it out was partly to help him sort himself out, too, because now that he's spoken he seems to relax subtly, the brief blush fading again.
He's watching Tony for his response, though, with the same focused, analytic blue stare of the night before. He's not completely sure what he sees, but he's sure he doesn't see fear or reluctance or anything to suggest the other man feels pressured. Good enough.
He smiles a little, nodding. "That's a start. And I'm glad you trust me. I trust you, too: to be able to tell me what you want and what's too much for you to take comfortably."
"So...I can tell you what I like and what my limits are, but I don't want to influence you. Do you want to go first?"
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Date: 2017-05-16 02:30 am (UTC)He's watching Tony for his response, though, with the same focused, analytic blue stare of the night before. He's not completely sure what he sees, but he's sure he doesn't see fear or reluctance or anything to suggest the other man feels pressured. Good enough.
He smiles a little, nodding. "That's a start. And I'm glad you trust me. I trust you, too: to be able to tell me what you want and what's too much for you to take comfortably."
"So...I can tell you what I like and what my limits are, but I don't want to influence you. Do you want to go first?"