Apartment Above Stark Industries, Saturday Afternoon

[imafuturist]

The storm outside had knocked out the power, but Tony had worked hard on having reduncancies in place for his lab and the apartment.

Sadly that didn't seem to matter when Fandom was being Fandom, so he was bundled up in a winter coat as he worked on converting a lamp into a space heater. It was at 1.0, so there was still room for improvement there. Possibly five different iterations before he would be satisfied with what he'd made.

"It's supposed to be spring," he muttered under his breath angrily.

[For the half frozen guy!]

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve's gasps felt loud in a house silent of the normal humming of electronics. "God, I love you."

[imafuturist]

Tony pressed a quick kiss the corner of his mouth before folding over, hands on Steve's thighs for balance to start sucking him off. There was a level of vocal enthusasim in it thanks to Steve being so damn sweet.

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Steve slid one hand into Tony's hair, stroking gently, and let the other rest on Tony's shoulder.

"So good," he whispered, eyes closing.

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned, pushing himself a little further than he might normally, trying every trick he could remember to swallow him down.

[heroic_jawline]

And Steve was doing his very best to be a Polite Recipient and not rock his hips up or otherwise choke Tony, but it was getting increasingly difficult to do so with Tony being this enthusiastic.

[imafuturist]

Tony wanted to make this amazing for him and that translated to shifting a little to press the heel of his hand against himself as he made wet, hungry little sounds around him.

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"Tony--" Steve whimpered, gripping Tony's hair tightly. "God. So, so close--"

He'd certainly forgotten about being cold.

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned a little louder, pushing himself more rather than pull away. Either from Steve being close or the fingers in his hair.

Or both. Probably both.

[heroic_jawline]

The fingers tightened even more as Steve squeezed his eyes closed and came, seeing stars.

[imafuturist]

This was something Tony hadn't done in along time, but he wasn't a quitter at this point in his life. He swallowed as best he could before pulling off and making a bit of a mess of his goatee.

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"I'm sorry," Steve gasped, reaching out to touch whatever part of Tony was closest.

[imafuturist]

Tony took a bare moment to catch his breath before moving up to kiss him. "It's good. You're good, baby."

[heroic_jawline]

"Not as good as you, God, Tony, think you sucked my brain out through my dick--"

That was possibly the least Cap thing ever said, Steven.

[imafuturist]

Tony growled happily at it anyway, kissing him harder. So maybe he had a bit of kink for Steve talking dirty. What of it.

"I told you I wanted you in my mouth."

[heroic_jawline]

"And you weren't lying," Steve said, pulling Tony against him. "Amazing, wonderful man."

[imafuturist]

"I love when you fall apart for me," Tony said, going easily to pin him against the wall with another kiss.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve melted against him immediately, scratching his fingers along Tony's back. "You're an expert at it."

[imafuturist]

Tony shivered at that, almost not noticing the cold anymore. "Always looking for new methods. Like any good scientist."

[heroic_jawline]

"If you take notes right now, I'll cry," Steve threatened, "but do that again any time. Really. Any time."

You've kind of short-circuited his brain, Tony.

[imafuturist]

Oh, Steve.

Tony laughed, shifting closer to him. "I'll keep the notes to myself."

[heroic_jawline]

"Appreciate that," Steve said, scratching along Tony's back again. "Now what can I do for you?"

[imafuturist]

"I wouldn't mind you returning the fabor," Tony said, brushing his thumb over Steve's lips.

[heroic_jawline]

"Happily," Steve said, sucking Tony's thumb into his mouth and nipping down.

[imafuturist]

"Tease," he said with a little laugh, enjoying the look of Steve's lips around his finger even as he said that.

[heroic_jawline]

Oh, now you were just asking for it, Tony.

Eyes sparkling, Steve held Tony's wrist in place and started swirling his tongue around Tony's thumb, moaning a bit for effect.