Apartment Above Stark Industries, Christmas Eve Day

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Steve was packing up his sweaters and a few additional gifts he'd picked up at the suddenly convenient Christmas market (after having partaken in sausages, mulled wine, and every variety of crepe he could try) and called out into the rest of the apartment: "Tony--you ready yet?"

[OOC: For ALL the SP.]

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[imafuturist]

"I happen to love how big you are," Tony cooed over his shoulder. It might have been more seductive if he was able to keep the giggles down.

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Steve laughed and leaned in to kiss him. "Brat."

[imafuturist]

Tony tugged him in close to deepen the kiss. "You love it."

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"I do," Steve admitted, kissing him hard. "God help me."

[imafuturist]

The noise made at that was decidedly pleased, twisting around to wrap his arms around Steve.

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"I can't massage you like this," Steve fake-protested.

[imafuturist]

"And I can't kiss you the other way," Tony murmured with another kiss.

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"It's a dilemma," Steve agreed, pulling Tony back into his lap.

[imafuturist]

Tony's fiendish plan for more kissing worked!

"Maybe we can trade off?"

[heroic_jawline]

"I'm listening--"

No guarantees about how much blood might be up there to process it, but he was listening!

[imafuturist]

That might have been Tony's plan, actually.

"You can always massage my front."

SO SUBTLE, ANTHONY.

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Steve snorted. "Like your arms?" he said, pretending to be confused.

[imafuturist]

Steve.

"If that's your thing, sure."

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Steve opened the bottle of oil and squirted some into his hands, warming it up. "Hmm," he said, pretending to think this over, "I am really into your shoulders in those sleeveless tops--"

And he started there, rubbing the oil into Tony's skin.

[imafuturist]

"Well," Tony began, eyes fluttering shut as he enjoyed that more than he expected.

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Steve smiled, sliding his hands up along Tony's collarbone and along the back of his neck for a quick massage there, too.

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned at that, a soft, barely there noise as he tried his best to keep quiet. Because he was a stubborn man in his own way.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve smiled and slid his fingers up into Tony's hair for a scalp massage.

[imafuturist]

"You get to help me wash that massage oil out of my hair," he murmured with absolutely no heat behind it.

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"Not right now, but yes," Steve said, rubbing the tops of Tony's ears.

It was a very thorough massage.

[imafuturist]

A pleased noise rumbled through Tony's chest as he tilted his head toward him for more of that. "You've picked up new tricks."

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"I've been doing some reading," Steve said, smiling.

[imafuturist]

"I appreciate it greatly," Tony assured him.

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"Don't want you running off with someone more adventurous or...bendy...or something," Steve said, hands moving along the shell of Tony's ear.

[imafuturist]

"What?" Tony asked with a laugh? Like the very idea was so ludicrous.