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]

"I thought so," Tony replied, turning the movie on with a small wave of his hand. "I'll try not to drip ice cream on you."

[heroic_jawline]

"If you do, I'll make you lick it off."

That was not the disincentive you might be thinking, Steve.

[imafuturist]

Yeeeeah. Tony's eyelids dropped a little and he hummed in approval of that idea. "Alright."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve smiled up at him again. "Did I lose you there for a second?"

[imafuturist]

"Just a little," Tony said, pressing a kiss to Steve's chest.

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Steve ruffled Tony's hair in reply. "JARVIS, can you start the film for us, please?"

[imafuturist]

"Of course, sir," JARVIS chimed in, dimming the lights while doing that. Because he was a pro at this.

Tony hummed again, leaving Steve the ice cream as he used Steve's chest as a pillow.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve kissed him softly. "This is the best part of watching movies with you now," he said.

[imafuturist]

"Wrapped up with each other like we're teenagers?" he replied quietly one hand moving up to start idly dragging his fingers through Steve's hair.

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"Exactly," Steve said, pausing before adding, "Plus snacks," with a little smirk.

[imafuturist]

"Snacks are good too," Tony said with a completely serious nod. "Eat your ice cream, lover boy."

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Steve snorted. "Lover boy?" he repeated. "Really?"

[imafuturist]

"You've called me 'doll' if I recall correctly," Tony replied, scratching slow patterns into Steve's scalp.

[heroic_jawline]

"I will deny it forever," Steve declared, closing his eyes.

[imafuturist]

"Just as long as you don't call me a dame," Tony said, trying and failing to not smile as he continued to massage Steve's head.

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"Mmmmmm," Steve sighed, leaning into Tony's hands as much as he could. "I will never mistake you for a dame. Too much facial hair."

[imafuturist]

It was like he was an oversized cat with that sort of reaction. "Clearly you didn't spend any time in Greece."

[heroic_jawline]

"That is very rude," Steve scolded lightly, taking a spoonful of ice cream for himself and then holding one out for Tony.

[imafuturist]

Tony snickered, accepting the spoonful without complaint. It was sweet and novel to have Steve feed him like this. "Apologies."

[heroic_jawline]

"Accepted," Steve said, intending to kiss him quickly, and then lingering a moment.

Mm, cold mouth.

[imafuturist]

One that tasted like vanilla and chocolate too!

Tony didn't have any objections to w lingering kiss. In fact, he hummed a little, moving up to make it easier to accomplish.

[heroic_jawline]

"I will never get enough kisses from you," Steve murmured. "Could do this all day."

[imafuturist]

"That," Tony replied, trailing both habds through Steve's hair. "I can totally support."

[heroic_jawline]

"Aren't you very busy and important?" Steve said, nipping Tony's neck. "I'm sure you have other things to be doing."

[imafuturist]

"All work and no play," Tony replied, eyes fluttering shut. And thank god no one could see that to mock him for it.