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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Steve moaned. "Just like that."

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"I want you to make all the noises for me," Tony said, moving his way down slowly with biting kisses along Steve's chest and stomach.

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"It's easier to this week," Steve admitted. He wasn't as up in his head about everything.

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"Well, that makes it better sometimes," Tony said, tugging on Steve's sweats to pull them down slowly for more biting kisses.

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Steve blew out a shaky sigh. "God, Tony, just like that."

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Tony hummed in approval, nibbling a mark onto Steve's hip as he shifted just enough to work those sweats down Steve's legs and be tossed to the side. "Gorgeous, gorgeous man."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's cheeks heated up as he spread his legs wider--this was a week not to be shy about asking for what he wanted, either--and he watched Tony's movements avidly. "Gonna take me apart?"

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"Mmhmm," Tony replied, curling a hand under Steve's knee to lift his leg up just a little bit to press kisses along his inner thigh.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's eyes drifted closed as he smiled. "Do your worst," he teased.

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"Ooo, I love when you challenge me," Tony said, chuckling before he took Steve into his mouth to focus on doing just that.

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Steve let out a low whine. "I know how you want to be pushed."

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Tony hummed, moving down to take as much as him as he could at the moment. He kept his hands on Steve's hips to keep him nice and still for him.

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Steve moaned, louder this time. "Your mouth. Less time in the lab, more with me--"

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Tony slowly found a rhythm, bobbing his head to take just a little bit more each time. Because he had a goal here and Steve was being so, so good for him. Which meant he earned it.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's little noises had gotten loud and slighly more frantic as Tony kept up his world-famous focus.

[imafuturist]

The material of the gauntlets slid down a little further on Steve's arms like an extension of Tony's touch as he hummed in approval at that.

He really loved to take Steve apart when he was allowed to.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve whimpered when he noticed that. "Nice adjustment," he gasped.

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Tony pulled off with a wet noise, catching his breath. "Want more?" he asked, sounding just a little rough.

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"I definitely want more," Steve managed when he could form words.

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Tony grinned into Steve's thigh, biting it as he closed his eyes for more armor come to him from the lab. It mostly pieces that carefully continued down Steve's arms and shoulders in a way that was much more ornamental than binding.

The gauntlets managed that perfectly well on their own.

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Steve glanced down at himself and whimpered. "You're an artist."

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"No, that's you," Tony replied, nudging Steve's legs up so he could get a pillow under the small of his back.

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Steve smiled. "I teach a class on art and STEM," he teased. "I know art when I see it."

[imafuturist]

"Well, maybe I'm inspired," Tony replied, kissing his stomach as he groped for the bottle of lube. "You have no idea how much I love seeing you in my colors. My gear. Mine."

Well, that was incredibly possessive, Anthony.

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Steve arched his back as much as he could, trying to give Tony a better view. "Do you."