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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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."

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Steve let out a pleased little growl at that, circling one finger teasingly where Tony wanted him to go. "Say please."

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Tony let his head drop back against the bed, grinning to himself. "Please," he replied, glancing up at him in the most appealing way he could.

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"Your eyelashes are just ridiculous, you know," Steve murmured, kissing him thoroughly and sliding one finger in slowly.

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"Darling," he sighed, arching his back in an attempt to encourage him. "I have nothing on you."

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"You say that because you haven't seen people watching your ass as you walk by," Steve said fondly, kissing a trail along Tony's chest and moving his finger a little faster.

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"You just happen to be biased," Tony murmured, shifting in place to meet each little movement with one of his own. "And possessive."

Which he happened to enjoy because it involved Steve being delightfully aggressive in bed.

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"Because you're mine," Steve murmured, running the flat of his tongue across one of Tony's nipples before biting down gently. "Every inch."

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"All yours," he gasped, holding onto the headboard with one hand and Steve's hair with the other. "Made sure to mark me up good, didn't you?"

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"You love it," Steve replied with a little groan, adding a second finger and slowing the tempo down again. "The reminder after we're finished in bed."

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"I want to feel you for days after," Tony agreed, sounding a little breathless as he rode Steve's fingers as best he could managed in this position.

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"Shameless," Steve murmured, sounding distinctly approving, then sliding his mouth down to take Tony all the way down.

With his fingers still moving like a show-off.

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Tony would be upset with him about this... at some point. Just not right now.

"Jesus, I love your mouth," Tony muttered, exhaling quickly as he tightened his grip on Steve's hair.