[He spills a little, when pouring some water into his glass, little drops splattering across the top of the bar. But it's nice to know he's in good company, ducking his head a little after catching sight of Steve spilling, too. A smile blossoms across his lips. One of those sweet too-wide ones, definitely drunk and losing more control by the moment.
But he does make sure to drink at least half, setting his glass down a little harder than he means to on the bar once Steve comes and wraps him up. He leans into him, head tipped back. Steve's mumbled request in his shoulder is either unheard or undecipherable or ignored. Hard to tell. Because Tony seems focused on other things.]
Mn- anyone ever tell you you're like a warm brick wall? My warm brick wall. [And boy does he sound pleased by that fact.]
Not a second of the day I don't wanna climb you. [If this is meant to be sexy, it's probably not because it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. But. It's also not untrue- at least in the way he means it.]
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But he does make sure to drink at least half, setting his glass down a little harder than he means to on the bar once Steve comes and wraps him up. He leans into him, head tipped back. Steve's mumbled request in his shoulder is either unheard or undecipherable or ignored. Hard to tell. Because Tony seems focused on other things.]
Mn- anyone ever tell you you're like a warm brick wall? My warm brick wall. [And boy does he sound pleased by that fact.]
Not a second of the day I don't wanna climb you. [If this is meant to be sexy, it's probably not because it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. But. It's also not untrue- at least in the way he means it.]