Tony makes a quiet, startled sound as Steve nearly dislodges him with the force of it, but the noise goes much lower, hotter, as he watches the orgasm take him over. He's almost entranced by it, the way Steve looks when he just completely comes apart, to the point where he forgets that his hand is still wrapped around Steve's cock.

He can't help but quirk a faint smile at the incoherent noises and goofy expression on Steve's face and he also can't help leaning in to gently kiss that smile. Now that Steve isn't moving anymore, he leans in to press their bodies together, completely uncaring about the mess still on Steve's stomach.

"Hi there," he says teasingly as he rests their foreheads together. "Feeling okay?"