A Private Villa That Totally Cost Too Much, Amalfi Coast, Italy - Sunday Morning

[imafuturist]

Tony had promised to go all out for Steve's birthday and goddamnit, he was doing just what he promised.

He'd probably have to get JARVIS to not spill how much it cost, though. Yeah, that was going on the list.

But it was more than worth the view, watching the sun rise with a cup of coffee while Steve finished up his usual morning marathon.

[for the guy and the slowest of play]

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"I'm just being appreciative," Tony replied, grinning as he glanced away from him.

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Steve grinned back. "God, I have so much fun with you."

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Well, now that grin was going nowhere fast. "I can stay still if you want."

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"Can you, though?" Steve teased, crooking his finger.

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Tony's hips jerked at that and he groaned loudly. "Y-yes?"

Steve was cheating by doing that, okay?

[heroic_jawline]

"Doesn't really look that way," Steve said, curling his finger again. And looking so smug. So smug.

[imafuturist]

He was just the worst person around.

"You could--" he cut himself off with a sharp exhale. "--you could hold my hips down."

[heroic_jawline]

"It might leave bruises," Steve said, knowing very well that Tony would consider that a bonus.

[imafuturist]

They both loved to tease the other so much.

"Oh, anything but that, darling."

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Steve reached out and pressed his free hand down against Tony's hip. "I know how much you hate this sort of thing--"

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"Such--such a pain," Tony gasped in anticipation.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve gripped Tony's hip a little more tightly, then crooked his finger again. "I can tell--"

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It was a good thing that he was holding Tony in place because that caused up to nearly buck up off the bed. "Fuck, I love your fingers," he babbled.

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"Is that a request for another?" Steve asked quietly.

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"Yes," Tony hissed, worrying his bottom lip with his teeth. "You always feel so good."

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Steve added another, moving slowly. "You take it so well," he whispered. "Beautiful."

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He moved as much as the position allowed--which wasn't terribly much, but still. "Yeah?" Tony sighed, closing his eyes to enjoy the fullness. "Could do this for ages and still never get enough of you."

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"Oh, I'm planning to do this for ages," Steve said. "We have no other plans for today, right?"

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"Nothing that comes to mind, " he sighed in response.

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"Good," Steve murmured, moving his fingers deliberately.

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Which made Tony whimper and throw his arm over his face, back arching and hips shifting against the grip Steve had on them. This was revenge for some slight, wasn't it?

[heroic_jawline]

This was Steve's idea of fun?

"Beautiful," Steve whispered, leaning down to suck on one of Tony's nipples.

[imafuturist]

Steve had cruel ideas of fun. Must be the Great Depression thing.

The noise for that was less of a whimper and more of a surprised shout. He gripped Steve's hair tightly, pressing up to encourage him to continue doing that.

[heroic_jawline]

"There," Steve crooned. "Just like that."

[imafuturist]

"Killing me, Rogers," he grumbled.