Feeling Steve's hand against his skin doesn't make Tony pull back how he would have probably done not long ago, because if Steve were to touch the front of his torso, he would probably find that scar along his side that runs down to his hip. Somehow, after showing his scars to Steve, and knowing that he's not disgusted by them, Tony feels comfortable enough to let Steve's hand roam along his skin.

And, god, it feels so damn good to feel his touch. That warmth that his skin leaves behind wherever he touches him, Tony finds himself craving it more and more, and he kisses him even deeper then because he can't stop. He doesn't want to stop.

Of course, when he ultimately needs to and Steve lets him tease him by biting his lip, a grin grows on his lips. He's loving this - he's loving having Steve here, this close, to help him feel all these new things that he hadn't experienced before, and he gently brushes his fingertips along his back again.

When Steve gives him permission, he doesn't waste any time to press a kiss against his skin. Being this close, it's easy to leave a trail of kisses along his collarbone, and when he reaches his neck, he kisses the spot where his pulse can be found. It's impossible to miss, yet again, how wonderful Steve smells, but right now that's not really his focus. His focus is how his skin feels against his lips, how Steve feels this close to him, and he lets out a quiet hum under his breath as he whispers, "You're so beautiful."