"I'm glad that things have changed." Steve had the feeling that if they hadn't, things would have been ugly when they'd first met. Even if there was supposed to be hatred between them, he doubted he could have fought Tony let alone do something more violent. "I don't like the idea of us hating each other."

Grinning at the mention of his pack, he felt strangely pleased that Tony approved of the Commandos. "They are. They're the best kind since they chose to be part of the pack." Hopefully, they'd like Tony as well.

Before he realized it, a soft growl caught in his throat at the idea of Tony not being important. "It's not about how smart you are or how smart he is. You're more than just your genius or a vampire. You're special. Important." Nothing would change that belief.

That annoyance slipped away when Tony didn't pull away and let him keep breathing in his scent. The wolf kept catching traces of things that Steve couldn't put words to but both sides of his nature thought was perfect. "There's other things too. They mix together into something that's you."

Which was intoxicating in its own strange way. His breath stuttered when he noticed Tony's eyes and somehow that made everything better, making him more forward than he'd ever considered.

Humming softly, he wanted to lean into the fingers in his hair but after Tony mentioned courting, he couldn't resist moving closer and brushing his lips lightly against Tony's neck. "Is that what's going on?"