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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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.

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At one point Steve might find his words, but for now, this was perfectly fine for Tony. Just watching him be happy.

"It could be," Tony replied, following him to kneel over Steve's hips. "Maybe it'll be a cat instead."

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"Not sure I'm a cat person," Steve mused, biting down on the nice little bruise he'd already laft on Tony's neck.

His.

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Tony gasped, clutching at Steve's hair to keep him close to keep doing that. "Open to suggestions, babe."

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"Italy," Steve murmured, blowing a little breath of air over the mark. "Candles. All the desserts. You, naked on the bed."

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"Done," Tony replied, turning to kiss him. "I'll give you the best birthday ever."

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"I know you will," Steve said, reaching down between Tony's legs.

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Tony hummed, pressing forward into his hand eagerly. "I'll even break out that plug for the occasion."

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"For me or you?" Steve murmured, sliding his hand slowly. "I'm really good with either."

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"I'll get an extra one," Tony said, kissing him intently at that mental image. "Any other special requests?"

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"Just you," Steve said, flailing along the bedstand for the lube.

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Tony grinned into the kiss, nipping at his bottom lip. "If you're sure. I'll just have to surprise you."

Which meant either another giant stuffed animal or something terribly kinky.