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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[imafuturist]

Tony grinned at that, spreading his legs to give Steve all the room he needed to get closer to him. "Good idea?" he asked with a laugh.

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"Best idea," Steve said, settling in and dropping kisses on Tony's neck.

[imafuturist]

"You have no idea how much I would do if you asked for it," Tony sighed, closing his eyes to enjoy those kisses as he groped a little blindly with his free hand to find that damn lube.

[heroic_jawline]

"Give me an idea, sweetheart," Steve whispered. He slid his hand under the other pillow and found the lube. "Looking for this?" he asked.

[imafuturist]

That earned him an amused little sigh and an eye-roll. He wasn't at all surprised that Steve was teasing him here.

He let go of Steve to stretch out beneath him and glance up from behind his eyelashes. Because he knew perfectly well how to seduce someone with what he had going for him. "I'd let you absolutely wreck me."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve didn't care in the slightest that he was being played. He leaned in and gave Tony a thorough kissing. "Sounds promising."

[imafuturist]

It probably helped that he was bound to be rewarded for taking the bait.

Tony laughed breathlessly, wrapping both of his arms around Steve's neck to keep him close for another kiss. "Anything from your 'instructional videos' you want to try? Personally, I've gotten a few ideas."

[heroic_jawline]

"I'm entirely in your hands today," Steve said with a fond smile, kissing him back. "Tell me about what you'd like to try."

[imafuturist]

"Well, I have been promised wall sex..." Tony said, trying for nonchalant as he played with the hair on the back of Steve's neck.

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Steve wasn't buying the nonchalant act at all. He kissed Tony again, slowly. "Then you'll get wall sex," he said.

[imafuturist]

Excuse you, Tony was amazing at nonchalant. He was just at a disadvantage with an incredibly attractive man laying on top of him. Who he just happened to be very fond of.

Tony kissed him back, just enjoying the moment. Because he had an incredibly attractive man laying on top of him. Who he just happened to be very fond of.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve slid his fingers through Tony's hair, enjoying the feeling of being close and resettling himself.

He didn't know exactly when this apartment became a home for him, but he was so grateful for it.

[imafuturist]

"I want to keep moments like this forever," Tony muttered against his lips, eyes closed like he was committing it to memory. Then he smiled sheepishly and opened his eyes to look up at him.

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Steve was staring back, cheeks pink and eyes wide and bright. "You sap," he said, sounding quietly delighted.

[imafuturist]

"I warned you that I was a hopeless romantic, didn't I?" he teased, voice going low and soft with emotion as he moved a hand over to cup Steve's cheek. "Even broke out the poetry for you."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve nuzzled into Tony's hand and closed his eyes. "You did," he said, still smiling.

And he loved Tony for it.

[imafuturist]

"Feeling a little better now?" Tony asked, brushing his thumb over Steve's lips.

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Steve nodded, leaning in to press his forehead against Tony's and just breathing for a second. "Thank you."

[imafuturist]

"You lean on me whenever you need it," Tony replied. "That's what we do."

You know. For two people who basically took all burdens onto themselves because they were made of issues.

[heroic_jawline]

"That's what we do right now," Steve said with a wry little smile. He moved his arms a bit so he could curl them around Tony, hugging him close. "I really don't know how I'd be handling this without you."

So much more running. So much.

[imafuturist]

Possibly a beard made of sadness at some point?

Tony stretched up a little to kiss his forehead. "As well as I handle things when left alone?" he joked. Only it wasn't a joke because people were his scientific impulse control and he needed them around.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve made a low, contented noise. "So...not great."

[imafuturist]

"Gee, you give yourself one untested, body augmenting nano-virus and suddenly you can't be left to your own devices," he teased.

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"Strange how that works, huh," Steve said, kissing him just a little possessively.

[imafuturist]

"Pot. Kettle," Tony replied, between kisses.