Stark Industries, Saturday afternoon

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Steve came into the shop and let his shield drop to the ground with a muted clang. He wiped at the dust on his face, then squared his shoulders with visible effort and called out, "Tony? You around?"

Another lead, another fruitless Bucky search, this time in stupidly muggy Singapore. Steve needed a shower, a pizza or three, and a nap.

And a hug, but he was kind of hoping he wouldn't need to ask for one of those.

"I'm back!" he added a little needlessly.

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"Obviously," Steve said, kissing him back with a little more true earnestness behind it.

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They had a pile of food between them and of course got distracted with this.

"I will gladly return the favor anytime," Tony replied, putting what was left of his soup to the side so he could kiss Steve like he couldn't help himself.

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Steve shivered and threaded his fingers through Tony's hair. "I know you will."

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Tony smiled against his lips, grabbing onto Steve's shoulders to pull him closer. At some point he'd stop letting himself get so distracted by Steve's... everything. At some point, right?"

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At some point! Possibly!

"We should eat before it gets cold," Steve murmured, sucking on Tony's lower lip.

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"We should," Tony agreed completely, moving his hands up and around roughly grab onto Steve's hair.

Well. They had a microwave for a reason?

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Steve moaned. Loudly. Jesus, way to short-circuit his brain. "Or we can reheat much, much later," he offered.

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Tony grinned and nodded in agreement once again. "I love the noises you make," he said, shifting forward straddle Steve's lap.

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Steve's hands went immediately to Tony's hips as he blushed all the way down his chest. "I'm learnin' that," he rumbled.

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"You sound perfect," Tony said, shifting in place to feel Steve hard beneath him. "And to be the cause of it."

Well, there was the possessiveness.

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Steve rubbed his cheek against Tony's face, enjoying the burn of the beard. "At the risk of giving you a big head," Steve said, sounding fond, "you're somethin' of a genius at getting me to react."

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Tony huffed out a little laugh at that, tilting his head meet him. "You'll make me blush, Captain," he teased.

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"That'll be a first," Steve teased back. "Normally that's all me."

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Tony hummed an trailed kisses down Steve's neck. "I like when you blush. Especially now that I know how low down it goes."

It was like he did things on purpose to cause that blush to happen or something. Which would be ridiculous.

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"You're doing that on purpose," Steve said, blushing anyway as he slid his hands under Tony's--his--shirt and scratched his fingers along Tony's spine.

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"I would never," Tony replied with a pleased sigh as he arched his back into that. "Doing it on purpose would be asking if you thought about my fingers while you opened yourself up."

See? There was a difference.

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Soooo much more blushing.

"What happens when I say yes?" Steve whispered in Tony's ear.

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Steve would eventually become immune, right? Just out of self-defense.

"Then we get to see if reality lives up to it," Tony replied, letting out a shaky breath at that.

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Steve kissed a slow trail along the shell of Tony's ear. "It'll be better," he murmured. "You're here."

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Tony really would call him out on that being incredibly sappy, but he was exactly the same in finding that to be the sweetest thing possible. "How did you picture it?"

So he could make this is perfect for Steve as possible.

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"A little like this, really," Steve said, kissing Tony's neck. "After a long day and a shower, you just...lead me to your room and take me completely apart."

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Tony groaned quietly, dragging his nails down Steve's shoulders as he moved his hips down against him. "That I can definitely do."

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Steve shuddered and pressed up into Tony, gasping a little at the contact. "I trust you," he said with all of earnest faith he had.

He guessed that Tony probably needed to hear that as much as knowing that Steve loved him.

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Saying things like that only got Steve kissed again with all the passion Tony could manage. Because it held exactly the same level of meaning as 'I love you' to him.

"I am going to make it so good for you," he gasped once he needed to breathe again. "So fucking good."

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Steve cupped Tony's face between his hands and smiled, only looking a little nervous.

And entirely mussed up, which was really working for him. "I know you will."