Steve blinks up at him, contentedly dazed and very relaxed, but even in this state he registers the expression he's getting. Tony isn't what Steve would call a cold person, by any means--he's far too charming for that descriptor--but he's reserved and defensive in his own way, and Steve can't recall him ever looking quite so tender.

"...and where would we move to?" He smiles slowly, intrigued. "You inviting me up to your place, Tony?"

Steve knows he is nearly always good for a round two, of course. He doesn't want to presume, necessarily, that Tony's suggesting it, but even if he's not interested in more sex, more cuddling seems to be a given. Steve is 100% in.

"Whatever will the neighbors think?" He sits up a little to kiss him again.