Apartment Above Stark Industries, Thursday Evening

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JARVIS and the Mouse overlord had pushed some older movies up into Steve's List of Things to Watch to Understand Tony's References. Though some of them may have just been added because healthy levels of strife were good for the soul.

"Couldn't we watch that new Space Battles show?" Tony asked, concerned for Steve's taste levels here.

[for the guy!]

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Tony cursed loudly, clutching at Steve's hair to keep grounded. "Trying to melt my brain--"

[heroic_jawline]

Steve humming smugly right now wasn't super helpful, was it?

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It was helpful in a certain sense of the word! Mostly in that it made Tony go tense and wound up like a violin string. He rocked up to meet Steve, desperate to chase that feeling.

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Feeling extremely daring, Steve moved his mouth away, canted Tony's hips up and applied to his mouth to...definitely not Tony's dick.

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Tony was just going to thank all those Instructional Videos for that.

He hissed out another curse, bringing a hand up to cover his own mouth like clearly Steve wouldn't enjoy the noises or something.

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Then he would know what inspired the next order Steve gave. "Hey, Jarvis, start recording."

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That noise was possibly the most need sound Tony had ever made. Because someone here was a big ol' pervert.

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Steve chuckled, most of his nerves disappearing. "Good idea?"

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"Christ, Steve," Tony gasped.

Very good idea, he meant.

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Steve smiled over at him. "Then get louder, macushla," he murmured, then moved his mouth back.

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Tony did just that, spreading his legs for Steve to get closer. There was a not so quiet litany of curse words mixed with Steve's name.

This was going to end up a ringtone, wasn't it?

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Prooooobably.

Steve took that positive reinforcement and applied it to taking Tony apart.

[imafuturist]

So long as it made Steve blush uncontrollably every single time...

Tony was wound up tight again, legs shaking a little from the strain of keeping still. "Please, please--"

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Steve pulled his mouth away with a completely obscene little noise. "What do you need?"

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"You absolute tease," Tony sighed. "You know exactly what I need."

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Steve gave his ass a squeeze. "Up over the arm, then, sweetheart."

He had some faith in Tony's knees to work.

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He had so much faith in him!

Tony struggled for a moment to get his legs working properly in the hurry to do just that. "Brat," he teased over his shoulder.

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Steve gave him a little swat across the butt in reply--and to have Tony's reaction to that recorded.

"You love it."

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Tony groaned, hiding his grin against his folded forearms on the arm of the couch. "Yes. Yes, I do."

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Steve pressed a kiss to the small of Tony's back. "I love you for it."

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"You are spoiling me right now," Tony murmured.

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"Turns out that taking care of you is my very favorite thing to do," Steve said, pulling lube out from under the sofa and warming it between his fingers.

It settled something deep inside him, seeing Tony happy and loved like this.

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All while Tony didn't rightly think he deserved any of it. Not really.

"I'll return the favor," he promised.

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"Not important," Steve murmured, sliding two fingers inside since Tony'd already opened up so sweetly for him. He curled his fingers. "Let me hear you."

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Tony gasped, clutching at the arm of the couch as he rocked back onto those fingers. "You've gotten so good at this."