"Hah," Steve doesn't open his eyes, but the curl of his lips says something more self-deprecating than playful. "You can address those compliments to Dr. Erskine's estate. I'm just maintaining what I was given custody of."
That could sound downright bitter if his tone wasn't so soft and matter-of-fact. He is, of course, assuming Tony is only referring to his physical appearance and stamina. He makes a soft grunt of restless pleasure when Tony's fingers reach his waistband, eyes opening again. They're focused again, bright and determined and hungry.
"Don't wanna stop," he says, breathy and soft, and leaning into him. "But tell me you got a way to lock the doors?"
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Date: 2017-06-26 02:18 am (UTC)That could sound downright bitter if his tone wasn't so soft and matter-of-fact. He is, of course, assuming Tony is only referring to his physical appearance and stamina. He makes a soft grunt of restless pleasure when Tony's fingers reach his waistband, eyes opening again. They're focused again, bright and determined and hungry.
"Don't wanna stop," he says, breathy and soft, and leaning into him. "But tell me you got a way to lock the doors?"