"Not much," Tony hummed back. He was freshly out of the shower, with his skin still a little damp and glowing, and hair curling funnily as it was air-drying. Somehow, Tony didn't have a need to sleep in pajamas, and he had only a towel wrapped around his hips for modesty reasons, but soon enough he would drop it too and match Steve in terms of nakedness under the covers. "I have a surprise for you," he murmured enticingly, looking at Steve through lowered eyelashes. Well, it didn't hurt to flirt a little with the person one was dating for almost six years.

"What is it?" Steve asked, grimacing horribly before Tony could answer. "Oh God, is it one of those surprises when you leave the bathroom and I go after you and I am dying, because you said that it is safe and in reality you stunk up the whole place?"

"WHAT?!" Tony yelped in outrage, giggling the next second. "No! And it is not me who does that, but you!!" he pointed out and Steve laughed together with his boyfriend. "It is not funny, Steve! You are like a biological weapon!"

"What is it then?" Steve asked, but he was ignored as Tony's mind got set on that one particular topic and he proceeded to tell a whole story as once he had walked into the bathroom after Steve and Steve deceitfully locked him in and Tony had to scream for Friday to put air ventilation on full blast, while blond was hollering with laughter. "Babe, focus!" Steve snapped his fingers, even if he enjoyed such crass humor and stories, and Tony did too, not that they would admit to it publicly.

"Oh yeah," Tony's smile was back on and he reached his forearm in soldier's direction. "Smell it."

Steve moved a little closer and sniffled at the tanned skin, his eyes crinkling from a smile, as he saw that Tony already started to giggle quietly. As for someone who could go for days without a proper shower during his crazy scientist days, Tony really loved all kinds of bath related cosmetics. Fancy soaps, scented body gels, squishy shower jellies… You named it, and Tony probably already had it in his collection in twenty different scents. The day Tony introduced Steve to bath bombs was life changing and the custom-made Captain America bath bomb, in a calm blue color with a white star on top, that smelled of apple pie and cinnamon, was one of the best gifts Steve had ever received.

"Huh," Steve mused out, dragging his nose over the offered skin, not sure of what he was smelling. It was a bit sweet and very distantly familiar.

"Soo? What is it?" Tony asked, his smile growing both from the mystery and the pleasant tickle.

"Uhhmmm… Bubble gum?" Steve asked, taking a deep breath in.

"Bubble gum?!" Tony repeated in outrage, snapping his hand away and smelling himself, just to make sure. Steve laughed a bit at that. "Are you serious now?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

Steve shrugged. "Yeah. You smell like bubble gum."

Tony made an appalled face at such blunt display of ignorance. "Boo, it is monoi oil, you caveman!"

"A what?" Steve asked, making room for Tony as the brunet started to wriggle under the covers, taking his place and acting as a small spoon to Steve. Just as they liked it.

"Monoi oil," Tony repeated, sounding a bit smug. "It is Tahitian gardenias soaked in coconut oil."

"Sounds fancy," Steve smiled, wrapping arms around Tony naked frame and locking their legs in place. He reached his hand and turned the lights off, getting ready for sleep.

"It is fancy," Tony confirmed, nodding enthusiastically.

"Fancy like you."

More enthusiastic nodding.

"But, you still smell like bubble gum."

"Hey!" Tony complained, and Steve laughed into brunet's bubble gum smelling neck. Maybe there was some subtle floral note, but still, mostly fruity and sugary. Steve quite enjoyed it.

"You know, monoi oil is actually great for facial hair," Tony changed the topic, moving his hand up and scrubbing fingers through Steve's rough chin. "You could use it to make your beard softer."

"Nah," Steve smiled, enjoying the affection, but not seeing himself rubbing any kind of product into his beard. Soap and deodorant were all cosmetics he needed. "I will let you keep the whole oil for yourself, Bubble Gum."

There was some growling sound deep in Tony's throat at the affectionate nickname, but Steve didn't get discouraged. Even so, it gave him an idea.

"Wonder if you also taste like bubble gum."

"Wha-NO!" Tony laughed when the hold around him tightened and soft lips sucked to his neck, kissing and nibbling. "GAAAHIHIHIHIHI!!"

"You don't taste like bubble gum, but you are definitely chewable."

"Nohohoho! Stop!" Tony giggled, trying to wriggle out of the embrace as lips and teeth gnawed playfully on his skin. "Steheheve!!"

"Wonder if I can blow some bubbles too!"