Apartment Above Stark Industries, Tuesday continued

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"Thank you dear," Tony said, giving him a kiss on the cheek before nudging him back.

It would just be awkward if someone came in for a toaster to be fixed and stumbled onto them after all.

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[heroic_jawline]

"See?" Steve said, cupping Tony's cheek with his hand and grinning. "Spoiled. Now hand over that soap. Fair's fair."

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"No getting handsy," Tony warned, not being threatening at all as he grinned and handed it over to him.

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"Sir, yes, sir," Steve said, kissing Tony's forehead as he cleaned his chest and arms.

Thoroughly.

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Which was very kind of him. Tony rolled his eyes, smiling despite himself before moving to switch their positions so he could be under the spray. "I feel like a mess."

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Steve looked like he was both embarrassed and secretly pleased by that. "You certainly don't look like boardroom Tony," he admitted.

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"I think I'd enjoy having to deal with those idiots knowing you'd just fucked me," Tony said with a little laugh. After a moment of consideration, he reached back to just press a finger between his cheeks to test things. But even that was enough to make him inhale sharply and take a little step forward into Steve.

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Steve's hands went immediately around Tony's waist. "Okay there?"

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"Little sensitive still," he muttered thoughtfully. "I wasn't expecting that."

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Steve bit his lower lip. "Sorry."

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"I'm not," Tony said, reaching up to slick Steve's wet hair back. "I'm really, really not."

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Steve smiled and pulled Tony closer. "If you're sure?"

He'd get more sure of himself--and them--but the first time was a little nerve-wracking.

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"I'm sure," Tony said, smiling and wrapping his arms around Steve as well.

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"We still have six minutes," Steve said, then kissed him.

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"And just what," Tony started to say before kissing him back. "Do you think we can do in that amount of time?"

That was punctuated by Tony moving his hands around to shamelessly grope Steve's ass.

Well, there went their careful plans.

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"Kiss you stupid and send you to bed to wait for me?" Steve offered.

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"Oh, you tease," Tony replied, laughing and giving Steve a little smack on his ass before pulling away. "Should I think warm thoughts while I pine for you?"

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"Appreciated but not required," Steve said, turning the shower off.

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"When will my beloved return?" Tony asked, grabbing a towel for himself and then one to hand over to Steve.

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"Five minutes," Steve said, tousling Tony's hair, "if the pizza guy's on time."

He slipped the towel around his hips where it...yeah, Steve, you can't answer the door like that.

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"We tip well enough he ought to be," Tony replied, resisting the urge to tug that towel down. Barely. "And if you go looking like that, we'll never get slow service."

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Turns out that Steve blushes all the way down his chest. "I was going to grab some pants," he said.

Sweatpants. No underwear. Not helping, Steven.

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He was just so unaware that it was adorable.

"How kind of you," Tony replied, smile growing as that blush spread.

He didn't even bother with the towel once he decided he was dry enough, hip-checking Steve as he moved past to the bedroom. "I'd offer you mine, but they'd look a little obscene."

So, really, those sweatpants were the best option.

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"And short," Steve teased, grinning as he sauntered to his room to grab a pair of his own sweatpants.

"Better?" he asked, popping back in.

Noooot really, if the intention wasn't to have the pizza guy swallow his tongue.

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"...much," Tony said, sounding a bit parched for a moment there. He's seen you naked, Steve. Why was this almost better than that?

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The doorbell rang right on time. "I'll be back in a minute," Steve said with a grin heading to the door.

"Ngggh," said the pizza guy, which Steve didn't really understand, but he signed the receipt, grabbed waters from the fridge and heading back to the bedroom.

"Did you compose epic poetry?" he asked.