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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Steve blushed as he wandered around, naked, and finally found a bathroom. He took a quick, brutally hot shower, and slung a towel around his waist. He'd find pants eventually, right? This place couldn't be that big...

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It sort if could be. But that would at least give Tony the time to also wash up and hunt down snacks. While wearing Steve's sleep pants. Oops?

"Steve? You get lost?"

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"So that's where my pants went," he said, grinning at Tony's legs.

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"I thought they were mine." Yes, because they looked like they were just his size, having to be rolled up and sitting low on his hips.

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"Of course you did," Steve said, kissing his forehead. "I'll go put yours on, then?"

That'd go well.

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Tony made a pleased sound, eyes dropping down to slits at the mental image. "Sure."

It'd be either skin-tight or rip.

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"Our room is that way?" Steve checked, pointing in the wrong direction.

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"Hmm?" Steve, don't ask him things while he was distracted!

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"I'll find them," Steve said with a laugh, heading the wrong way and then realizing his mistake.

"Got 'em!" he said a few minutes later. "They look pretty ridiculous."

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"Won't stay on too long," Tony said to himself. But, you know, super soldier hearing and all that.

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"Because they'll rip when I sit down?" Steve said teasingly, coming back out.

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Tony immediately made grabby hands for him with the same fervor that he put into reaching for his first cup of coffee of the day. Which was some of the highest praise he could get.

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Steve, who knew that gesture far too well, laughed as he came closer. "So I'm as good as coffee now?"

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"You are on equal level with my first and truest love," he teased, running his hands along Steve's hips and thighs before giving his ass a squeeze. "God, you look good in these."

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"High praise," Steve murmured, leaning in and kissing Tony.

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Tony kissed him back, pulling Steve in close as he shamelessly groped all along Steve's backside.

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"This really revs your engine, huh?" Steve said, nipping Tony's lower lip.

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"I want to peel those off you with my teeth." So yes. It really did.

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Steve laughed, delighted. "Think you really could?"

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"I'd love to try," Tony replied brightly. He playfully bit at the air just shy of Steve's shoulder as though to show how serious he was.

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"Feed me first and then you can do anything you want," Steve said.

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"Yes, dearest," he replied, pulling Steve along to lay down on a lawn chair that probably cost way too much for them to have sex on.

Wasn't going to stop Tony at all, but. There it was.

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As long as it was structurally sound!

Steve laid down with only brief protest from the seams of the pants.

"I believe I was promised chocolate?"

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Tony laughed, reaching for one of the treats he'd brought out with him. He offered over a chocolate for Steve to eat out of his hands. "Yes, dearest," he repeated a little more fond.

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Steve let out a low, pleased noise and took the offered chocolate. Hand-feeding was making some part deep inside hum happily.