Steve will just have to try to make sure he doesn't get bored, and be prepared to interrupt his sketching if he does.
He's clearly not sure what to make of that laugh; he hesitates, somewhere between backpedaling and hackles going up. Of all the things they've discussed today, asking for a kiss makes him feel the most vulnerable, maybe just because he's done bondage scenes without sexual content, or maybe because...maybe because Tony. Goddamn Tony Stark.
He's not sure whether this has to do with him being willing and trustworthy or whether Tony has some kind of attraction to him specifically. And it really is enough to just be trustworthy, particularly knowing how many emotional barriers Tony has. Still, who doesn't want to be wanted on their own merits, just a tiny bit?
"Well," he protests mildly, relaxing a little as he finds that grin reassuring rather than mocking, "like I said, not everyone likes everything."
But he's game to take the invitation, sliding closer on the edge of his chair and pulling the other man into his arms, resting his palm against the nape of his neck. He feels like he should have, in effect, a parting shot here. Something Shakespearean: Peace! I will stop your mouth.
It can wait. He seals his lips over Tony's gently and sighs, letting his eyes close.
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Date: 2017-06-06 11:46 am (UTC)He's clearly not sure what to make of that laugh; he hesitates, somewhere between backpedaling and hackles going up. Of all the things they've discussed today, asking for a kiss makes him feel the most vulnerable, maybe just because he's done bondage scenes without sexual content, or maybe because...maybe because Tony. Goddamn Tony Stark.
He's not sure whether this has to do with him being willing and trustworthy or whether Tony has some kind of attraction to him specifically. And it really is enough to just be trustworthy, particularly knowing how many emotional barriers Tony has. Still, who doesn't want to be wanted on their own merits, just a tiny bit?
"Well," he protests mildly, relaxing a little as he finds that grin reassuring rather than mocking, "like I said, not everyone likes everything."
But he's game to take the invitation, sliding closer on the edge of his chair and pulling the other man into his arms, resting his palm against the nape of his neck. He feels like he should have, in effect, a parting shot here. Something Shakespearean: Peace! I will stop your mouth.
It can wait. He seals his lips over Tony's gently and sighs, letting his eyes close.