The Definitely Not Suggestive Stark Tower In Fandom, Tuesday Afternoon

[imafuturist]

Well, class was done and that meant the rest of the week was cleared to do very little but enjoy. It was definitely an upside to being in a committed relationship.

"So, how much food should we order?" Tony asked, already arranging for semi-regular delivers for the week. Because they weren't getting out much, thanks.

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[heroic_jawline]

Steve chuckled. "You never are," he said, kissing him and moving his hand.

[imafuturist]

"It's for science," Tony assured him with a pleased groan.

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"Well, if it's for science," Steve teased, pulling Tony up high enough on the wall so his waist was at Steve's mouth.

You know, for reasons. And not just entirely to show off his arms.

[imafuturist]

"Jesus, Steve--" He was a ridiculous man who enjoyed driving Tony nuts.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned up at him. "You love this week, don't you?" Steve let a lot of his inhibitions down during this week.

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"I love how you get these weeks," Tony corrected, letting out a shaky sigh.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's cheeks went pink. "I like making you happy," he said. "Especially this week."

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"And I like you a little reckless," Tony said, tugging on Steve's hair.

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Steve let out a little moan. "This seems a little reckless," he agreed, kissing Tony's inner thigh.

[imafuturist]

"Twenty five minutes," he teased with another little tug.

[heroic_jawline]

"Better stop distracting me, then," Steve teased back and then he was a little too busy to talk.

[imafuturist]

"Distracting--" He was not distracting anyone! Except how he was, back arching against the wall and head knocking into it with a low groan.

[heroic_jawline]

With that sort of positive feedback, Steve was just going to double his efforts! That was okay, right, Tony?

[imafuturist]

He was doing just fine, thanks. But Steve's poor shoulders were going to be a mess by the time he was done with Tony's nails scratching at them for purchase.

"Steve."

[heroic_jawline]

Twenty two minutes left! Steve was going to use every one of them, too.

[imafuturist]

He was going to kill Tony, wasn't he?

"Keep going, god, keep going," Tony begged shamelessly.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve hummed, which definitely helped, right?

[imafuturist]

"I am going to just kill you," Tony gasped, desperate to move, but really not being able to in this position. Because Steve was a cruel man.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve pulled off to laugh. "Not trying to kill you."

[imafuturist]

"You sure?" Tony asked, tugging hard on Steve's hair. "Let me down, I need to--"

Return the favor? Kiss him senseless? Demand to be bent over the nearest piece of furniture?

Dealer's choice!

[heroic_jawline]

"Need to what, love?" Steve asked, kissing his thigh.

[imafuturist]

"Need to get my mouth on you," Tony replied, dragging a thumb along Steve's cheek.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's breath stuttered. "Fourteen minutes--"

[imafuturist]

"Give me thirteen," he teased.

[heroic_jawline]

"Thirteen and a half, even," Steve said, setting Tony back on the ground.