Tony wasn't perfect, no one was. But to Steve he was, he was perfect in every flawed and not quite right way that they'd ended up together. Especially in that moment, he was perfectly beautiful as he came and the only thing Steve wished was that he could have watched it from every angle all at once and not missed a thing. The noise, what he could see of his face, it was perfect.
His lover's body was tense and Steve pulled him down hard to push every inch of his dick inside him as he felt him spasm, tensing and flexing around him. "You are so beautiful," Steve rasped against his ear.