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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"Poor, poor you," Steve said, grinning up at him.

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"Abuse is what it is," Tony said, smirking as he shifted to perch over Steve's hips. Yes, he was so abused as he reached back to take Steve in hand to slowly jerk off.

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Steve hissed. "I'm feeling horribly abused, or something--"

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Tony hummed in complete agreement, shifting again to move back enough to position himself in the right spot to take him. He let out a shaky breath at the feel of it, going slow either to torment Steve or to let himself adjust.

It was both, really.

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"Feeling a bit of the burn still?" Steve moaned.

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"Darling," he gasped, dragging his nails down Steve's chest and stomach and he let gravity pull him down slowly. "You feel amazing. Everytime."

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Steve let out a deep, heartfelt groan at that. "So do you. Christ, Tony."

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"Like you're filling me up until I can't even breathe without feeling you," he murmured, bracing his hands on Steve's chest for balance. "Empty without you."

[heroic_jawline]

A Steve without Tony riding him would probably have a heartfelt little speech about how Tony was a whole and complete person unto himself and didn't need Steve like that.

But that was way too high-minded for current Steve.

[imafuturist]

It would be a very touching speech that Tony wouldn't start laughing halfway through at all.

Tony groaned, riding him faster now. "C'mon, babe--"

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Worst PSA ever, y/y?

Steve was flushed down his chest. "Not yet--"

[imafuturist]

Well, it certainly wasn't something they could share with a teen audience.

Tony clawed his nails down Steve's chest, not showing any signs of stopping. Especially not when Steve was looking like that for him.

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Steve arched up and all but howled. "More," he finally managed.

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"More?" Tony asked, huffing out a little laugh as he held onto Steve's shoulders tight enough to leave marks on him. Even if it was temporary.

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"More," Steve echoed, sounding deeply satisfied. "God, so good."

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"Fuck me," he groaned, leaning down to give him a biting kiss.

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"'til you can't walk right tomorrow," Steve promised, pressing his heels into the mattress and holding onto Tony's hips hard enough to leave bruises.

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Tony moaned, high and needy, eyes closed in concentration. "Just like that--just--"

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Steve tilted his own hips a little to be able to hit Tony right...there and groaned.

This wouldn't last long.

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It would not!

Which left Tony gasping for air and right on the edge of coming again almist painfully fast after the last time. He tightened his thighs around Steve, leaning back to chase that feeling.

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"Just like that, sweetheart," Steve groaned. "So close--"

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"C'mon," Tony demanded, breathless and desperate. "Give it to me. C'mon."

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Steve slammed up into him a few more times, then came hard enough to see stars for a long, long while.

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Tony whimpered, curling a hand around himself in order to flush himself over the edge not too long after him.

He'd apologize for making a mess of Steve's stomach and chest never.

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"Ngggh," Steve said helpfully when he could finally manage sound.