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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"Oh, I like that," Tony said with a little shudder before rolling them to put Steve on top of him.

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Steve held the lube up triumphantly. "Starting with this."

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"My hero," he teased, trailing fingers over Steve's jaw.

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Steve smiled. "Hopefully not just for the lube," he murmured.

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"Never," Tony replied, pulling him in for a kiss. "You are always my hero, Steve Rogers."

That was just sappy as hell.

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The tips of Steve's ears went red at the praise. "I love you," he murmured. "Doesn't seem like enough to say."

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"It's perfect." And always made Tony feel all warm inside to hear.

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Steve smiled at him and kissed him softly. "Oh. Okay."

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"I love when you say it," Tony said quietly into that kiss.

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"In that case, I'll tell you more often," Steve promised. "Because you are incredibly loveable."

And he was figuring out that Tony miiiiightt not believe that all the time.

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Just a tiny bit. Or a lot. Shhh.

"So are you," Tony replied, running his fingers through Steve's hair and giving him the fondest look possible.

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Steve sighed happily, blushing to his ears, then kissed Tony again.

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Tony laughed a little into that kiss, pulling him in close so he could continue it for a little while longer. Because this was one of those times he wanted to keep the moment forever.

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Steve kept the kisses slow and warm, intent on making this as good for Tony as he could.

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Which wasn't nearly as difficult as Steve might have thought. Tony made a soft, pleased sound, wrapping his arms around Steve.

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"Tell me what you want, sweetheart," Steve whispered.

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"I want," Tony began, trailing his hands down Steve's back. "You to fuck me until I forget my own name."

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Steve shivered. "But not mine."

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"Exactly." It was like Steve was in his head!

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"I can definitely do that," Steve said, kissing him fiercely.

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"Never can step down from a challenge," he teased, biting at Steve's bottom lip. "C'mon. Getting impatient here."

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"You'll wait and you'll like it," Steve said, sucking on the lovely bruise already blooming on Tony's neck...while slicking up his fingers. Because he wasn't cruel.

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"Bossy," Tony replied, sighing at how good the gentle ache of that felt.

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"Leadership skills," Steve corrected, sliding his fingers down Tony's inner thighs.

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Tony inhaled sharply, spreading his legs for Steve without hesitation. "Oh captain, my captain."