Apartment Above Stark Industries, Valentine's Day

[imafuturist]

There wasn't a massive stuffed animal or way, way too many flowers waiting for Steve in the apartment this year. If only because Tony had learned his lesson about those. Kind of.

He hadn't learned his lesson about making reservations at places that Steve could never, ever learn the real price tag of.

And there were still just a few dozen roses in hiding for when Steve finished getting ready to go. Look, he was doing his best at being restrained here!

[for the guy!]

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve's grip tightened on the chair arms. "For how long?"

[imafuturist]

"Until," Tony started to say, leaning against Steve's chest as he pressed his fingers into himself and completely threw off his thought processes. "Until you've shown me how good you can be."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve let out a whimper, only half because of what Tony had said--his fingers were very distracting, too.

"I'm very good."

[imafuturist]

"Oh?" Tony's voice dropped down lower as he worked himself open for this. "Tell me how good you are, sweetheart."

[heroic_jawline]

"Oh, God I want to be helping you with that," he moaned, voice breaking a bit, "but I'm staying still and behaving."

[imafuturist]

"You are," Tony groaned, finding himself much too turned on by how affected Steve was. "Behaving yourself just like I asked."

[heroic_jawline]

"And it's not easy," Steve murmured. "Can I have a kiss, at least? Please?"

[imafuturist]

"Since you've asked so nicely," Tony murmured, just brushing his lips against Steve's as he worked another impatient finger into himself.

[heroic_jawline]

"That was barely a kiss," Steve said, chasing after Tony's mouth without moving his hands.

[imafuturist]

But teasing him was so much fun!

Tony snagged hold of Steve's hair to kiss him properly, dragging it out longer for himself too.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve let out a low moan. "God, Tony, just like that."

[imafuturist]

"You can put your hands on me now--" Tony said with a little grin.

[heroic_jawline]

"Thank Christ," Steve gasped, reaching out immediately to move one hand to grab onto Tony's hip hard enough to bruise. He scrabbled for the lube with the other.

[imafuturist]

"C'mon, sweetheart," Tony gasped, riding out his rushed movements. "C'mon, c'mon."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve slicked himself up with extremely unseemly haste, then slowly slid a finger in alongside Tony's, curling it slightly.

He'd been thinking about doing that for a while.

[imafuturist]

Tony clawed uselessly at his shoulder, arching his back for more of that. "Fuck--youre so--"

[heroic_jawline]

"Glad to be using my hands," Steve murmured, sucking on Tony's earlobe and moving his finger a little faster.

[imafuturist]

"Inside me," Tony demanded, yanking on Steve's tie. "Now."

Boy was he bossy.

[heroic_jawline]

"Sir, yes, sir," Steve said a little breathlessly.

[imafuturist]

"Good boy," Tony murmured, unable to keep from smiling at the response.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve shivered at those words, then curled his fingers again. "Ready? Or should I make you come just like this?"

[imafuturist]

Tony's breath stuttered at that. "What did I say?" he managed after a few false starts. "I want to ride you."

[heroic_jawline]

"Just giving you options," Steve teased softly, moving his fingers away.

[imafuturist]

Tony huffed, shaking his head as he pinned Steve back against the chair. "I could just keep you on the edge all night," he warned playfully.

[heroic_jawline]

"Not sure the things I bought are quite ready for that level of frustration," Steve said.