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 is the plan," Tony said, slowly working him with his hand.

Of course it was.

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Steve shuddered. "For how long?"

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"How long can you take?" Tony asked, nipping at his hip this time, hand still moving slowly to dash any sort of hope of Steve's to get some sort of relief.

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"I dunno," Steve admitted quietly. "Want to find out?"

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"With you? Always." Such a sap.

About sex this time, but still.

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Steve sighed softly, rocking up into Tony's hand. "Go on then, fiend."

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"Oh, talk dirty to me, Captain Rogers," he teased, biting and then sucking a mark on Steve's thigh.

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Steve hissed. "God, Tony, just like that. How long does the mark last?"

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"Not nearly long enough," Tony muttered, trying again with a little more force behind it.

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Steve hissed again. "Keep trying."

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"You'd look so gorgeous covered in love-bites," Tony said, moving his hand just a fraction faster.

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Steve moaned. "Just like you do."

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"Aren't we lucky to find each other then?" Tony asked. He licked a trail along where his hand wasn't covering.

You know, just in case Steve was getting acclimated. Couldn't have that.

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Steve let out a surprised little squeak. "So lucky," he agreed.

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"Turn over for me?" Tony asked, not laughing at the squeak at all.

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Steve let out a low, anticipatory groan, and rolled over. "God, I love when you do this."

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"You've been so good, you've earned it," Tony replied, biting at his cheek and humming in anticipation. "Taking everything without complaint."

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Steve sighed happily. "I could fight you just to be stubborn, but I don't wanna."

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"That we can save for another day," Tony replied, spreading him open to lick into. "Talk about it."

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Steve moaned and all but melted into the bed. "'s so intimate--" he said into the pillow.

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"Yeah?" Tony asked, breathing over that spot before licking him again slowly. Like he was planning to drag this out as much as he could.

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Steve moaned again, uninhibited. "Can't think of how we could get physically closer--"

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Which really only spurred Tony on to find out what movement caused what noise.

For science.

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Of course for science!

Steve, most obligingly, made any number of noises as Tony explored.

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Each noise meant a repeat was necessary as Tony pressed closer almost anxiously. Like this still wasn't enough for him.