Apartment Above Stark Industries, Monday Morning

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So, this was different. Usually things happened on the weekends, not on Mondays.

Which was why Tony was aggressively sighing as he drank his coffee and looked over his emails and messages.

At least he was prepared with clothing for these days after being here so long. Steve, on the other hand...

"J, let's do a rush order on women's clothing for Steve."

[for that gal!]

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"And now you have a whole body of new yhings to learn," he teased softly.

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"I'll take advantage for the day this lasts," Steve promised.

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"Yes, please," Tony said, letting his hands wander down to grip Steve's ass in return.

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Steve let out another little sigh and slid his hand up to cup Tony's breasts. "Feels good."

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"I am really glad I don't have the extra jewelry in my chest anymore," Tony breathed, moving his hands down further to grip the back of Steve's thighs so he could hike him up onto the counter.

Less bulky partner for the win!

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Steve went up onto the counter with something suspiciously like a giggle. "Now I'm very tall," he teased.

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"You're the right height," Tony replied, going up on his toes for another kiss. Because the giggle was adorable.

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"You're at boob height now," Steve observed with another giggle.

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"Is that a problem?" Tony asked, pressing a trail of kisses down Steve's throat and stopping only at the collar of his shirt.

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Steve sighed again, pulling Tony in by his waist. "Not at all. Just...different."

He was thinking his breasts were almost as nice as Natasha and then wondering if she'd somehow know he'd thought something that gross and track him down.

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His only saving grace was that she wasnt a telepath, honestly.

"May I?" Tony asked, running his fingers along the hem of the shirt.

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"Please," Steve murmured. "The bra JARVIS bought me--weird sentence--is pretty."

And red.

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"Sure its not just you making it pretty?" Tony asked, kissing more of the newly exposed skin once he'd tugged the shirt off. "Because you look like a dream, darling."

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Steve still blushed all the way down. "You really think so?"

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It was reassuring that hadn't changed! Also, it still looked perfect on Steve's pale skin.

"Know so," Tony replied, almost reverently running his fingertips along the bra for a moment before cupping him with both hands. "Look at you matching the fabric."

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"I'll pretend like I was planning to do that," Steve murmured, shivering. "Should I mention that the panties match?"

Because he owned like five pairs now and JARVIS was a considerate sort.

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At least he was prepared for the week ahead of them now.

Tony hummed in appreciation, squeezing gently as he pressed through the fabric to find his nipples. "I am going to enjoy peeling those off you."

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Steve let out a surprised gasp. They were a lot more sensitive in this body. "Wow."

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"Good?" Tony asked, looking up at him through his eyelashes. They were only slightly longer when he was life this.

He repeated that rather than wait for Steve to answer him. Because he was terribly impatient for more sounds like that.

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These boys and their ridiculous eyelashes.

Steve moaned. "Oh, wait until I show you--"

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"Promises, promises," Tony murmured, slipping one hand around Steve's back to unfasten the bra with possibly a little too much skill.

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"Impressive," Steve teased. "Took me ten tries to get the thing on. You're not actually listening to me right now, are you?"

Because boobs.

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"Hmm?" Tony finally looked away from then to roll his eyes at Steve. "I've seen breasts before, Steve. Just this morning even."

Though they were very lovely.

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Steve tilted Tony's chin up to kiss him. "But it's been a bit."

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Tony kissed him back eagerly. "Are you asking if I miss women?"