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'm always good," Steve said.

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Tony kissed him again, only stopping his fingers enough to add more lube so that it wouldn't actually harm Steve here. Fantasy was all well and good, but...

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Steve's noises--not that he'd ever admit it--got a little less strained. Tony knew Steve better than he knew himself.

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Steve did plenty to pull Tony back too, so really it was just part of things for them.

"Gorgeous," Tony murmured, kissing him a little softer.

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Steve smiled. "Yeah?"

His brain wasn't exactly firing on all cylinders right now.

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"Always," Tony replied, smiling against Steve's lips as he carefully pulled Steve's hips up a little.

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Steve let out a low, anticipatatory moan. "Please."

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"I've got you," Tony promised, pressing forward to slowly enter him. "I've got you, darling."

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Steve made a deeply needy little moan, clamped his legs around Tony, and pulled him in.

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"God, Steve," Tony gasped, going still to not do finish much too quickly at the tight heat of Steve around him. "Perfect."

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"Keep going--" Steve said between biting kisses.

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"Okay, okay," Tony said, letting out a shaking breath before he started to move. Slowly at first, trying to find just the right angle of Steve's hips for this.

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Steve moaned loudly--only a little because of how much Tony liked to hear him. Most of it was because it just felt so good.

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Tony hummed, hunting for more of those lovely noises each time Steve made them. "I love listening to you like this," he murmured against Steve's throat.

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Steve yanked his hands against the restraints, testing them. "Well, you don't get me tied up that often," he said breathlessly.

That was a very specific mood.

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"Special occasions only," Tony agreed, letting the armor tighten just a little bit in response.

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Steve moaned. "That'll leave marks."

Which he knew was something Tony loved.

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"I'll take care of you after," Tony promised, rolling his hips into him.

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"Takin' care of me now," Steve groaned, straining for more friction.

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"Always," Tony agreed. "Always, always."

But hey, they were testing out the durability of the bed again!

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It was important to check its integrity! Quality control!

"You're killing me here," Steve added with a little grin, sweat beading on his forehead.

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"Too much?" Tony asked, grinning as he gripped Steve's hips tighter and drove into him.

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"Never," Steve said, meeting Tony's eyes and grinning back.

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Tony kissed him for that, pushing Steve's hips up to really leave him with every little choice but to take what was being give to him here.

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And Steve, who very rarely let go of any kind of control, melted into the bed a bit and let him. It felt like relief.