As much as Tony enjoys having his hair played with, he can't help but tip his head back a little to arch an eyebrow at him. "Seriously? This from the actual peak of human perfection?" It doesn't stop him from continuing to run his hands down Steve's stomach, but really.

Though it's a little hard to keep track of the conversation if Steve is going to keep looking that gorgeous. Tony's eyes track down to his mouth as he licks his lip and he feels himself start to lean in to taste himself when his fingers suddenly hit the waistband of Steve's pants.

He pauses, then makes himself take a breath and lean back. His brain is going a little fuzzy with all the touching, and he shakes his head slightly to clear it. He needs to get this out first. "If you want to stop things for the moment, let me know now?"