Tony's fingers were tempting, and Steve leaned into them with a careless smile, kissing up as far as his belly and resting his warm cheek there a moment. "Yeah?" he mumbled, brow lifting curiously and fixing Tony with a playful grin, "Just a small one?"
He fisted Tony lazily, watching his cock with a quiet amusement and shifting back down despite Tony's coaxing, "What should we do for breakfast?" he asked, mouthing over the head of his cock and drawing him into the heat of his mouth with a curious hum.