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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[heroic_jawline]

"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.

[imafuturist]

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.

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Steve hummed happily, then swirled his tongue in the way he knew drove Tony a little crazy.

[imafuturist]

Yes, the complaining would definitely happen in the future!

Or he would just pull on Steve's hair to get more of that, choking off a groan as how amazing Steve's mouth felt. "It's--it's like you were just made to suck dick, baby," he whined.

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Steve whimpered--praise always affected him--and increased his efforts just enough to get Tony begging.

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Which didn't take too much more than what he was already doing. Tony dug his heels into the mattress, back arching as he bit his lip to keep the desperate sounds muffled. "C'mon--"

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Steve pulled off, smirking slightly. "What would you like, dearest?"

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"Brat," Tony said with a exasperated huff and a sharp tug on Steve's hair. "You just want me to talk dirty to you."

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"I really, really do," Steve agreed, kissing him.

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"In that case," Tony murmured between kisses. "I want you to use that strength of yours to make me take every little desire you have in that head of yours."

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Steve sighed. "Roll over, then, love. Ass up."

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Tony grinned, wriggling out from beneath him to comply. "Ooo, you used a swear."

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Steve gave him a light slap on the rear. "Yes, I did."

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Tony inhaled sharply, spreading his knees further apart for better balance. He glanced back at Steve over his shoulder, failing to keep the smirk off his face. "I'm a fan."

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"Of the smack or the cursing?" Steve asked.

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"Can't it be both?" Tony asked with the utmost innocence.

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Steve laughed, low and amused. "Damn right it could," he murmured, smacking Tony on the other side.

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Tony inhaled again, letting his head drop forward against the headboard. "Of course, it's all up to you," he teased.

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"You say that," Steve said, "but you're still pretty mouthy."

Which he absolutely loved. Don't let him pretend otherwise.

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"Might have to gag me if you want silence," he drawled, knowing full well that Steve wouldn't do that.

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"Never," Steve murmured, kissing the small of Tony's back before dragging his tongue down along the swell of Tony's ass. "Like hearing you too much."