Steve wasn't into gazing into the mirror, but he could get on board gazing at Tony. He did enough of it in the every day, just watching him doing anything was one of Steve's guilty pleasures that he didn't have to feel at all guilty about anymore. He had once, told himself he needed to stop because they were friends and he shouldn't feel like that about him. But things were so much better now.
Tony practically melted and Steve tightened his arm around him, holding him as he kissed his way along his shoulder. As soon as he had permission Steve moved, grinding into him because he was already so wonderfully close. He stiffened as he came, biting down on the side of Tony's neck as he did. Stave stayed for a minute, little jerks of his hips as he enjoyed the aftershocks before letting Tony back down onto his knees."If it hadn't been such a long night, I might have had to go again," Steve said quietly, voice full of something like awe as he lay down the mess that was the man he loved who looked so thoroughly debauched that Steve's dick twitched back to half hard.
But light was coming in the cracks around the curtains and Tony would be sore as it was and as much as Steve could have gone again what he really wanted was just to have him in his arms. "Bath or sleep?" Steve asked as he lay down beside him so they were practically nose to nose.