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 would not be that smug about it. Really.

He pressed a gentle kiss on the bruise he'd left on Tony's neck, then ran his tongue along it. "Glad you like it."

[imafuturist]

"I always like you," Tony sighed, arching his neck to allow for him to keep that up.

[heroic_jawline]

"Even when I'm being stubborn?" Steve asked, blowing a breath across the damp skin.

[imafuturist]

"Not fair asking that when I'm mush," Tony grumbled, relaxing fully against him. "Yeah."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve ran his fingers through Tony's hair, loving this particular form of quiet.

"Not gonna press my advantage," he murmured, kissing Tony softly.

[imafuturist]

"How kind of you," Tony replied dryly, closing his eyes to enjoy the moment. "Got Iron Man at your mercy."

[heroic_jawline]

"My nefarious plan of--" no way Steve could say "fucking" right now. None, "--wearing him out by having my wicked way with him has worked," Steve said, kissing him again. "Mwaha."

[imafuturist]

Tony giggled into the kiss, pressing his forehead against Steve's. Because he could hear the carefully editted words in there. "You'll never get away with this."

[heroic_jawline]

"Oh, I already have, Iron Man," Steve said in his very best impression of Loki's pretentious tone of voice.

It wasn't a very good impression.

[imafuturist]

It was still enough to make Tony laugh. "Does this make me a damsel in distress? Gotta say, I'm into it."

Mostly because it was Steve.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve laughed, too. "Are you?" he asked, kissing Tony's nose. "Noted."

[imafuturist]

"But for now," Tony said, pushing himself back a little to look at the mess they'd made. "I need chocolate."

And wine.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve took what remained of his shirt and attempted to de-sticky them with it.

"Shower later?" he asked, lifting Tony up without effort and moving them both to the bed.

[imafuturist]

Tony made a pleased little noise. Look, he had a strength kink. Don't judge him.

"Shower later," he agreed, stretching back on the bed to show off for Steve.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve was very definitely looking, a pleased smile on his face. He leaned in and kissed Tony's stomach.

"I adore you," he said. "Not for the shower thing."

[imafuturist]

"Because I keep you fed?" Tony suggested, smile softening as he ran his fingers through Steve's hair. Then added as a little after-thought, "And fuck your brains out."

He didn't even get Steve eating or drinking before saying it! Progress!

[heroic_jawline]

Of a sort!

Steve was blushing clear down his chest. "Both of those things definitely help."

[imafuturist]

"Get undressed before your suit gets stuck to you," he teased. "And then we can kill that bottle of wine and you can continue to take advantage of me, Captain."

[heroic_jawline]

"You have the best plans," Steve said, kissing him soundly before stripping out of the rest of his suit--leaving the boxers--and retrieving the wine and desserts.

[imafuturist]

"I'm a known planner!" Tony called after him, rolling onto his stomach to watch Steve. He sighed and stretched out sore muscles in the ridiculously comfortable bed.

[heroic_jawline]

"I know you are," Steve said fondly. "Contingencies for almost everything."

He brought Tony's glass back over and kissed him. "And don't start spinning up about the almost."

[imafuturist]

Tony smiled into the kiss, taking his wine. "Would I do that?"

Yes. Frequently.

[heroic_jawline]

"Frequently, sweetheart," Steve said fondly.

[imafuturist]

"Cruel man," Tony replied, flopping back against a pillow.

[heroic_jawline]

"Mm-hmm," Steve agreed, settling in next to him. "So mean and un-attuned to your needs."