From @blossomsinthemist fic No One Does It Better!
“Keep your eyes closed,” Tony murmured.
“You can trust me,” Steve said in response, so low and soft Tony’s armor barely picked it up. His mouth barely moved.
Tony knew that.
He took a deep breath. His hands trembled as he released the catch for the helmet and pulled it off over his head. He held it against his stomach and thigh with one hand, so he could reach for Steve with the other. He switched all the power in his gauntlets to off, just in case, and then curved it, ever so gently, against Steve’s jaw, with all the delicacy in his power. Steve trembled slightly under him, then turned his head, pressed his jaw deliberately into the touch of Tony’s gauntlet.

