Yeah, no. The front door was shut and locked. The bedroom door was closed. The room was tech soundproofed and nothing short of a fire was going to get Tony to leave at this point.
He smiled into the kiss before he melted into it, knee finding the edge of the bed to take his weight, to keep their balance just so. He'd love Steve no matter what, but he wasn't going to lie and say that he hadn't missed the way that Steve could just manhandle him just so to take what he wanted.
"Is it just me," He asked when he pulled away a little for a breath, "or am I just way too overdressed? I feel over dressed." Comparatively, anyway. It didn't matter though -- Steve was a sight today and Tony didn't care much about his own state of dress when he could look at the way Steve was just sort of glowing with pleasure.