Apartment Above Stark Industries, Monday Morning

[imafuturist]

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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[heroic_jawline]

"Not bad," Steve murmured, sliding his finger around experimentally. "We can come up with something..."

[imafuturist]

He jerked a little as Steve found the right spot in his exploration. "Promises, promises," he breathed. "Keep that up and I'll break out the toys to get you back."

[heroic_jawline]

"That, my darling one, is no punishment," Steve whispered, setting up a slow little rhythm. "It comes in waves in this body. Crests...and falls."

[imafuturist]

"I know--I know it from the other side," he gasped. Even though he still wasn't prepared.

[heroic_jawline]

"Me, I'm not so experienced," Steve said, laving Tony's nipple with his tongue. "Playing this by ear, so let me hear you."

[imafuturist]

"Give me something to shout about," Tony said, tugging on his hair again with one hand and trailing his nails diwn Steve's back with the other.

[heroic_jawline]

"Bossy," Steve whispered fondly, then rubbing his thumb rather deliberately over that spot he'd found.

[imafuturist]

Tony made a noise that was thoroughly uncalled for as he clutched Steve's hair tighter. "More of that."

[heroic_jawline]

"More of this?" Steve repeated, moving his finger somewhere else.

[imafuturist]

"Brat," he hissed, arching up to pin Steve back against the bed.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve went with a little chuckle. "Impatient, hmmm?"

[imafuturist]

"You are terrible," Tony informed him, leaning in for another deep, claiming kiss.

[heroic_jawline]

"You love it," Steve whispered, "but maybe not the first round."

He broke from the kiss and slid down the bed, settling between Tony's legs. "I'm a quick study, right? And you wanted me about...here."

[imafuturist]

"Just--just eager to try new things," Tony gasped, nearly arching up off the bed completely.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve hummed happily, sliding a finger inside while keeping his tongue moving.

He was feeling Quite Advanced.

[imafuturist]

Tony whined, digging his heels into the bed. "You--"

He had regrets over all this. Honest.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve hummed again, then gave Tony his undivided attention.

[imafuturist]

Which reduced Tony to a gasping mess, covering his mouth with his hands in an attempt to keep from sounding completely ridiculous in his own ears. "Steve, please."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve moved his free hand up to take Tony's away from his mouth.

He wanted to hear him.

[imafuturist]

Well, he was loud, Steve. Hopefully it wasn't a distraction as every time Steve moved just right, Tony was making a noise close to a squeak as though it was surprised right on out of him.

[heroic_jawline]

It was reassurance that Steve needed because he really had very experience in this. He kept his rhythm steady and waited for Tony to fall on his own.

[imafuturist]

Between how new everything felt and what Steve was doing for him, Tony was finding himself falling over the edge with a shout, clutching at the sheets and Steve's hair in a vain attempt to keep himself grounded.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve worked him through it, then pressed a soft kiss to Tony's stomach. "See?"

[imafuturist]

"Christ," Tony gasped, trying to catch his breath as he ran his fingers through Steve's hair.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve chuckled softly. "Wanna do it again?"