Apartment Above Stark Industries, Monday Morning

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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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Steve glanced up at him from beneath his eyelashes and deliberately swirled his tongue.

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If that was meant to help Tony talk, it failed miserably. Because all that came out was desperate sounding little whine as Tony fisted his hands in Steve's hair and wriggled as much as he could manage in that position.

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Steve moaned and moved even faster. He loved getting Tony to make those noises.

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"Fuck, Steve," he gasped. "I'm not gonna--"

He was about five seconds away from coming at this rate. Which wasn't fair at all.

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Steve moved his head off with an obscene noise. "Bed?" he suggested, voice raspy.

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"Bed," Tony hissed, wriggling in place. "Let me down. I need to--"

Kiss the hell out of Steve and get his hands all over him, but that sounded too desperate, didn't it?

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Steve gently untangled them and brought Tony back down onto the floor.

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And was promptly attacked with an aggressive kiss, twisting them around so he could pin Steve against the wall and cupping him through his pants. "You need to fuck me," he said only breaking the kiss long enough for that and to bite hard at Steve's neck.

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"Working on it," Steve moaned, smacking his head back against the wall. "God, Tony--"

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Tony kissed him again, using both hands to unfasten his pants so he could get his hands inside them because Steve as a reward for all that enthusiasm. "Your mouth, sweetheart," he murmured.

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Steve whimpered. "Like making you happy--"

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That softened the kiss for a moment before Tony was jerking him off quickly and sucking and biting at his throat once more. "You want to be my good boy?" he asked, voice dropping into a lower register.

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"Always," Steve whispered.

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"You are so, so good for me like this," Tony replied, attempting to mark him high up on his neck, just below his ear as he twisted the hand in Steve's pants around him just right. "So perfect."

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Steve moaned and arched into Tony's hand. "Please--Bed."

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"C'mon," he said with a grin, pulling away slowly.

Like the massive tease he was.

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"Tease," Steve said, giving him a biting kiss before all but dragging him down the hallway.

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Tony laughed, following along without any fuss over the dragging. "Get your clothing off. I want you in me yesterday."

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"You are such a romantic, Tony Stark," Steve said with a laugh as he removed all of his clothing as quickly as he knew how.

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"Lovingly," he replied, tossing his pants to the side. "Is that better?"

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Steve snickered. "Oh, much."

He leaned in and kissed Tony with intent.

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Tony hooked his arms around Steve's neck, kissing him back with equal intensity. "Chop, chop, Cap."

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"Yup, the romance is dead," Steve teased, reaching down and stroking Tony.

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Tony gasped, pushing to get them closer to the bed to tumble onto. "Oh, I'll romance you. You'll never know what hit you."

It'd be a giant stuffed animal again. That's what would hit him.

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"Better not be a giant bee," Steve said, laughing and falling onto the bed.

This was so much fun with Tony. Intense and wonderful and full of surprises...and still a very safe place to explore whatever they wanted to try without judgment. Steve loved it more than he knew how to verbalize.