Apartment Above Stark Industries, Thursday Afternoon

[imafuturist]

The moment their class was finished, Tony had practically dragged Steve back to their apartment in order to make up for the time away.

"Next time, you get vacation during this week," Tony murmured into the kiss he pulled Steve into immediately.

They'd possibly used up Steve's allowable time away with their honeymoon this year.

[for the guy! and def nsfw]

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve whimpered against Tony's mouth. "The texts were fun, though--"

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"You," Tony began, tugging Steve's shirt out from being neatly tucked into his pants. He was so into you, you nerd. "Are trying to drive me nuts."

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"I am not trying that hard," Steve said, lifting Tony up and pressing him into a wall, then kissing his neck.

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Tony made a delighted sound. Because manhandling? Manhandling was his thing.

"You are too."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve was definitely playing into that. He lifted Tony up a little higher so he could watch his arm muscles work, but didn't show any kind of effort otherwise. "You mean this?" he asked, faux-innocent.

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"If you stop, I am going to divorce you," Tony sighed, yanking him into another commanding kiss.

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Steve moaned, rocking into him. "I would never."

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"Days all on my own." Tony sighed, squeezing his thighs around Steve in order to roll back against him.

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"Whatever did you do with yourself?" Steve asked, balancing Tony in one hand to unbutton his pants with the other.

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"I think I sent enough pictures to to let you know," Tony replied, shifting and arching in place to help him out with that. "Did you want more?"

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"Not where Natasha would ask about the blushing," Steve said, biting down on Tony's neck hard enough to leave a mark, "but now? Yes. More, more, more."

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Tony groaned as he scratched his nails down Steve's back. "Off. Off, off, off," he repeated, tugging at Steve's shirt.

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Steve chuckled. "Couldn't be naked in front of the students," he said. "That's unprofessional."

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"You're the one who insisted on being there instead of cancelling class." So clearly Tony deserved to leer at his beefcake of a husband.

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"We have an obligation," Steve said, grinding against him.

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"You have an obligation to your husband," Tony said, delighting in how it sounded this time around.

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"You will be very well taken care of," Steve promised, licking the shell of Tony's ear.

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"Prove it to me." Oh, now Tony was daring him.

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"You're not going to be happy until we put another dent in the drywall," Steve teased, sucking a bruise into Tony's neck.

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"Oh, you know me too well," Tony replied, gripping the back of Steve's neck with bruising force.

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Steve groaned. "More like that," he said, finally getting his hand around Tony.

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"More?" Tony asked with the edge of a grin before he was left groaning and breathless by that.

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"I want to feel it too," Steve said, moving his hand quick and hard.

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Tony gasped against his shoulder, scratching at Steve's back to leave long, red marks in his wake. "God, yes--"

[heroic_jawline]

"You're desperate for it, aren't you?" Steve murmured like he wasn't also completely desperate for it.