Whether Tony meant it or not, it didn't automatically make it easy for Steve. It was sort of the other man's fault. He was the one that had to go and taste so good. This was, thankfully, more than he had gotten from Tony's thighs and that was helping him as the wounds started to close up again.

He leisurely dragged his tongue across the last deep cut and cleaned the rest of Tony's hand of all the blood he could find.

Steve regretfully pulled back and nodded in understanding, "You don't have to hurt yourself, you know. That's what these are for." He briefly flashed his fangs.