Tony opened just one eye at first, the moment Steve put that hand on his hip. He didn't say anything about that, but he did grin at what the younger man said. "And you're incredibly flexible. I'm glad we can trust each other on our talents," he teased, lightly shifting his hand so that his knuckles grazed over Steve's chest, back and forth, half a dozen times.

He was comfortable. Sleep came without much warning. It might be the middle of the afternoon, but it would be the best sleep he had gotten in a long time.