Steve was so good at getting in his own way that he was practically a professional. They'd shared this Will They Won't They for so long and yet Steve still hadn't believe Tony could actually want him. It was a leftover from being the little guy, from being the last choice and practically invisible to the world around him. So it was too good to be true, that this wonderfully flawed person who Steve wanted to desperately could want him back.
It was already hard work, but it had got to the point where not having this was harder. It was time to go all in and Steve was there.
His breath caught as Tony's hand moved to his pants and slid the button free. It had been so long, both between feeling someone touch him and how long they'd danced around this and Steve knew his cheeks flushed from how quickly his dick sprang to attention, pressing against the zip of his trousers.