In the process of leaning in to see if he could try to coax more of those sounds out of Steve, or at least more cursing, Tony instead finds himself letting out a startled laugh as he's shoved back. He just wriggles to make himself comfortable, though, grinning up at Steve as he arches his hips off the surface to shove his pants and underwear down and off.

"Well?" He says as he settles himself back down, spread out on his own worktable. It's nothing he expected with Steve, though it is perilously close to more than a few fantasies he's had. There's more than one way to drive someone out of their mind, anyway. "You've got me here. Now what?"