"You can come to my room any time," Steve murmurs, and it doesn't sound like it's meant to be sultry. Just a casual invitation. "Mnn, god, is it possible to have a cuddling kink? I'm really liking...this."

He gives Tony a squeeze against his chest, then lets go regretfully. If they're going to go anywhere, they'll have to move, unless Tony has invented some kind of teleportation device without telling anyone.

"Yours is closer, though." So sue him, he's also curious.

"Okay, what will you give me if I promise not to tell Natasha you called her a gossipy old woman?" He laughs, putting his hands on Tony's shoulders to help stabilize him for getting up.