"I might," Tony says, trying for dignified and not quite making it. He does at least try to nudge Steve back so that he could sit up, though the hand still in Steve's hair made sure he couldn't go far.

In fact, Tony pulled him right in for a long, slow kiss as slipped his free hand down between them, tracing the lines of his stomach and then down lower until it could wrap lightly around his cock. Tony smiles against his mouth, apparently more than a little pleased to do some teasing of his own, and gives him one long stroke from base to tip.

"Can't have you feeling neglected," he says without pulling away from Steve's mouth, his voice nearly a purr.