That's what he had needed. Every moment of it from that morning's call to fix equipment to right now when he grabbed some tissues to wipe off his hand, pull out of his Captain and collapse next to him on the bed was everything he'd needed.

Tony looked over the edge of his shoulder and Steve and, bending his arm at the elbow, rested his knuckles against the wide expanse of muscular chest. Half of his mouth curled into a smile.

"Did you have any idea how sexy you are? No. I'm being serious. Shit."