The Definitely Not Suggestive Stark Tower In Fandom, Tuesday Afternoon

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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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"I love how you think," Steve said, grinning. "Here. Have an eggroll."

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"Oh, now I officially love you for all time," Tony said, making grabby hands for it.

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"The eggroll tipped me over the edge, huh?" Steve teased, joining Tony on the bed.

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"That's just how it is," Tony agreed, enjoying his deep fried goodness.

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Steve grinned at him. "I adore you."

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Tony beamed, beckoning him in for a slightly greasy kiss. They were going to make an absolute mess of the bedding this week.

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Steve kissed him back. "Mmm, eggroll."

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Tony laughed and kissed him one more time. "What else did you bring?"

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"Those ribs you love so much, crab ragoon, and about 30 bao buns," Steve said.

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"I love you."

Give him those ribs, baby.

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"Are you talking to me or the ribs?" Steve asked.

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"If I say both, does that make it better?"

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"Not really," Steve said, laughing.

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"Well, you brought me the ribs, so I love you more." Juuuust barely.

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"But you ordered all of it, so I think it's kind of a wash," Steve teased, kissing him.

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"Still counts," Tony insisted, kissing him back eagerly.

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"If you say so," Steve said, sliding into Tony's lap to kiss him from a better position.

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The food, you idiots!

"I do say so," Tony murmured, heedless of their need for food.

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Steve's stomach would remind them soon enough. "And you're always right," he teased.

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"I am," Tony agreed with a hum.

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Steve kissed up the side of Tony's throat. "Most of the time."

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"Excuse you, all of the time." But not right now because they were ignoring the ribs.

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Steve kissed the other side of his throat and then his stomach made a deeply unsexy gurgling sound. "Food," he mumbled, blushing.

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"Okay, okay," Tony said, kissing him one more time.

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"Then more sex," Steve promised, kissing him another one more one more time.