"What? The zip-ties or the kink? I mean, you're an upright sort of guy, and upright sort of guys usually are into this back room stuff. No? No Christian in you?" Steve was close enough that he could smell his aftershave from whatever little bit of skin was visible in his vacu-sucked suit from neck to chin.

Tony found himself swallowing and closing his eyes just before the door burst open.

"Maybe you should back away, Captain."