Apartment Above Stark Industries, Monday Morning

[imafuturist]

Well, that'd been an interesting end of the week.

Or something.

Tony was somehow still cleaning up after the party, frowning at the disturbing collection of chip flavors leftover from it.

"Maybe Kitty would like them?" he muttered to himself. Pregnant women were supposed to have odd cravings, right?

[for that fella!]

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[imafuturist]

Tony chuckled, pushing him back against the couch for another kiss. "Agree to disagree."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve shifted easily, smiling up at Tony from his back. "Thought I was supposed to be the possessive one," he teased.

[imafuturist]

"I only want to make things as good for you as possible," Tony replied, rolling his hips against Steve's.

[heroic_jawline]

"You always do," Steve murmured a little breathlessly.

[imafuturist]

"You are much too kind," he teased, repeating that again, one hand on Steve's shoulder for balance.

[heroic_jawline]

"Just honest," Steve said with a long, happy sigh. "God, you're gorgeous like this."

[imafuturist]

"Riding you?" Tony replied, tugging at Steve's shirt as he moved.

[heroic_jawline]

"Yes," Steve said with a slight blush. "Love watching you take what you want."

[imafuturist]

"And that just so happens to be you," Tony said, kissing him again, deeply. Like he needed to prove his sincerity.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve was absolutely not complaining, pulling Tony close and kissing back just as hard--and only a little to prove that he could meet strength for strength again.

[imafuturist]

Tony made a pleased humming noise, nipping at his lip playfully. "That I missed."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve chuckled, nudging his nose against Tony's. "Thought you might've."

[imafuturist]

"You should pin me to the nearest surface and have your wicked way with me, Captain America," Tony said, letting his voice drop into something of a husky purr.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve shivered. "One of these days, definitely in the uniform," he murmured, mostly a promise to himself, "but for now..." he sat up and lifted Tony up off the sofa with the kind of lack of effort doing a couple hundred crunches each day afforded him.

[imafuturist]

It wasn't fair at all, but Tony could not find it in him to complain. For reasons.

"Uniform and armor," he promised quickly.

[heroic_jawline]

"Definitely," Steve said, moving to the closest wall and pressing Tony up against it. "Will this do right now? Because I'm not waiting for a costume change."

[imafuturist]

"If you leave me alone for too long, I'll be forced to go commandeer your bed for myself," Tony said with a gasp.

[heroic_jawline]

"That doesn't seem like much of a threat," Steve said, biting hard at where Tony's neck joined his shoulder.

[imafuturist]

Tony hissed, dragging his nails down Steve's shoulders and tighteninh his legs around him. "Won't let you join me."

[heroic_jawline]

"Now that's mean," Steve murmured, rocking his hips up into Tony.

[imafuturist]

"Sprawled out on your bed," Tony said, getting a good grip on Steve's hair as he grinned at him. "Opening myself up with my fingers and you can't touch."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve groaned. "Sounds terrible for me."

[imafuturist]

"You'll just have to keep me occupied then," Tony said. He pressed his back against the wall in order to be able to roll his hips back against Steve. "Won't you?"

[heroic_jawline]

"I'll see what I can think of," Steve said, pulling Tony's legs tighter around him for a little more friction.

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned, letting his eyes close and head thump back against the wall as he tugged on Steve's hair. "I'm all ears, sweetheart."