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 gasped and moaned. "Oh, like that--"

[imafuturist]

"Almost ready for me," Tony said. "So perfect, aren't you?"

[heroic_jawline]

Steve sighed. "Perfect for you."

[imafuturist]

"Yes, you are," Tony agreed, pulling his fingers out of Steve in order to slick himself up. "Are you ready, sweetheart?"

[heroic_jawline]

"Past ready," Steve said, biting his lower lip.

[imafuturist]

"You'd say that either way," Tony replied, tugging on Steve's hips to get him in place. Because who didn't enjoy a little manhandling now and then?

[heroic_jawline]

Steve going pliant definitely agreed with that assessment. "I'd be tellin' the truth--"

[imafuturist]

Tony grinned despite himself, pulling Steve onto his lap as best the position allowed with the handcuffs. The grin turned strained as he pressed slowly into him. "S-sure you would."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve shivered again, head to toe. "God, I want to touch you."

[imafuturist]

"Patience is a virtue," Tony muttered, rolling his hips in a way that probably tested Steve's self control.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve dug his heels into the bed and groaned. "Not really--"

[imafuturist]

"How about--" Tony stuttered, repeating the movement over and over again to enjoy how good Steve felt around him. "--how about we make a deal. Cuffs or ring."

[heroic_jawline]

Good call, Tony. The cuffs were definitely straining right now.

"Ring," said the stubborn idiot.

[imafuturist]

"Ring it is," Tony murmured, taking his time in unfastening those cuffs as he continued to move.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's wrists had bruised from his struggles, but he didn't care at all because now he could touch Tony again.

[imafuturist]

"Better, sweetheart?" Tony muttered, immediately kissing him.

[heroic_jawline]

"So much better," Steve said, scratching along Tony's spine.

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned, pinning him more firmly against the bed as he hiked Steve's legs up around his waist to fuck him how he wanted to.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve moaned loudly, almost close to clawing Tony's back in reply. "Just like that--"

[imafuturist]

"Are you going to be good for me?" Tony panted in his ear. "Good enough to take the ring off?"

[heroic_jawline]

"So good," Steve promised vehemently.

[imafuturist]

"Almost there," he promised back, bitinh at the meat of his shoulder to muffle the groans as he moved faster.

[heroic_jawline]

"Harder," Steve begged. "Not gonna break me--"

The bed, maybe...

[imafuturist]

"Harder?" Tony asked breathlessly. He shifted forward, holding onto Steve's hips tight enough to leave some marks in order to give him just what he'd asked for.

The poor wall behind that headboard wasn't going to survive at this rate.

[heroic_jawline]

"Perfect," Steve gasped, reaching up to give Tony's hair a good yank.

The ring was maddening but he focused on Tony instead of himself--it was why he'd wanted the cuffs off. He wasn't good at not being able to do anything.