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]

"You--you like that about me," Tony mumbled for no other reason than to focus on something other than the stretch of him after so long teasing.

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"I do," Steve said, going still to let Tony adjust.

[imafuturist]

"Christ," Tony hissed, just breathing for a moment. "Move. C'mon."

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Steve kissed Tony's forehead, shifting Tony's legs a little and then moved.

Tony would be feeling this for a bit.

[imafuturist]

For at least part of their vacation. Ohh nooo.

Tony groaned loudly, clawing at Steve's shoulders for purchase.

[heroic_jawline]

Hopefully there wasn't a hot pot guy near their rooms...

Steve wished the marks Tony was leaving would last more than a few minutes. He sucked a bruise into Tony's neck to compensate for that.

[imafuturist]

They would never be able to come back here, Steve!

Tony cursed, moving one hand to grip Steve's hair tightly. "Just like that."

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Steve moaned and moved even faster.

[imafuturist]

At least they didn't have to worry about breaking the bed this time.

Tony made a broken, desperate sound, holding on tighter.

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"There you go," Steve crooned. "Let go for me, Tony."

[imafuturist]

"You are just--" He cut himself off with another groan.

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Steve's hands took a tighter grip on Tony's hips, holding him in place where he was sure to hit just the right place.

[imafuturist]

Which caused a much louder noise, followed by a healthy amount of begging. Which wasn't fair, Steven.

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Steve laughed a little breathlessly. "Told you it'd be worth it."

[imafuturist]

"Almost," Tony choked out. "Christ, Steve..."

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Steve moved one of his hands and reached between them to give Tony a little extra help.

[imafuturist]

It was embarrassing just how little of that it took before Tony made a mess of both their chests.

[heroic_jawline]

Oh, darn, back into the onsen.

...eventually, because Steve was still going for a bit.

[imafuturist]

Superhuman stamina, after all.

Tony pulled hard on Steve's hair to kiss him again like it might muffle some of the embarrassing, over-stimulated sounds.

[heroic_jawline]

"I've got you," Steve panted into Tony's skin, slowing down a little to prolong how good this felt for him.

[imafuturist]

Tony nodded in agreement with that, fibding that words were a little tougher than he'd thought they'd be at the moment.

[heroic_jawline]

"And then I can get you again in the hot tub," Steve whispered in his ear.

[imafuturist]

"Christ, Steve." He was getting Tony to think he might be able to go again much too quickly.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve hadn't meant to maul Tony's neck and collarbone quite so thoroughly, and he'd feel very guilty about it later, but right now, as he came, he had needed someplace to put his mouth that wasn't going to be heard by the entire staff...

[imafuturist]

At least it was scarf weather?

Tony went boneless beneath him, stroking the back of Steve's neck as he calmed down slowly.