Negotiations (for buildsomething)

[shieldborne]

Steve is very calm and matter of fact about what's happened between them, when they wake the next morning. He disentangles himself from Tony gently, ruffles his hair one last time, and stretches, sliding out of bed. Neither of them ever finished their coffee.

Steve limits his chatter to Tony to the usual 'good morning' routine, carries the cups to the kitchen and washes them, and generally tries to be as low key as he possibly can about it. He doesn't want to embarrass him, and he really doesn't want to scare him away. He assumes, perhaps wrongly, that acting like cuddling with Tony for most of the night is just routine is the best way to approach the situation. At least Tony can rest assured Steve won't be sharing any private information with the others.

He gives it a day, going about his usual affairs, training and sparring, going over intel, trying to predict where they might be needed next...but while the others finish dinner, he goes looking for Tony specifically, trying to catch him alone.

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[shieldborne]

"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.

[buildsomething]

Tony groans a little as he slowly climbs to his feet, then pulls his arms over his head to stretch out his back. Age is a terrible thing. But in the middle, arms still pulled taught, he turns slightly to toss a grin in Steve's direction. "You're assuming I haven't said as much to her face. But what do you want?" He adds with just a hint of suggestiveness.

One that's probably slightly ruined as he drops his arms and goes to find his pants, but oh well. Sadly, they're going to need at least some clothing if they're going to be relocating. That or Steve is way more of an exhibitionist than Tony's expecting.

"My room it is," he says slightly distractedly as he locates his jeans and tugs them back on. Bothering with the underwear seems pointless if he's just going to be taking it all back off again. "I bet you my bed is nicer, anyway."