Apartment Above Stark Industries, Saturday Night After the Dance

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Steve headed through the door, smiling at Tony. "Okay, engineering genius. How'd they get the bus into that room?" he asked, reaching up to loosen the tie on his uniform.

[OOC: For that guy.]

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[imafuturist]

"Oh no," Tony said breathlessly.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve kissed him and pulled him in close. "Hi. Tell me if this stops being good hurt."

[imafuturist]

"Hi," he whispered back with a soft kiss at the checking in. "Ten and then we can decide from there, okay?"

[heroic_jawline]

"Yes," Steve agreed, then gave Tony a grin and manhandled him over his legs. "Color?"

[imafuturist]

"Green," he assured Steve, wriggling a little to get comfortable.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve shifted him atop the wool pants and gave Tony's ass a little squeeze. "Count out for me," he commanded, then pulled back and gave him a smack.

[imafuturist]

"One," Tony said, sounding startled even though he knew it was coming.

[heroic_jawline]

"Good," Steve murmured, hitting the other side and putting a little more of his arm into it.

[imafuturist]

"Two," Tony said, taking a shaky breath.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve ran his fingernails over the red marks he'd left on Tony's ass. "Pretty."

[imafuturist]

"Keep going," he mumbled.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve chuckled. "Oh, I was just admiring my handiwork for a second," he murmured, then spanked Tony twice in quick succession.

[imafuturist]

"Four," Tony all but gasped, clutching at the fabric covering Steve's leg.

[heroic_jawline]

"Good," Steve said, adding another two. "You gonna come all over my pants, sweetheart?"

[imafuturist]

Tony bit his lip and shook his head because he could be stubborn too. "Gonna have to work harder for that," he murmured.

[heroic_jawline]

"Brat," Steve murmured, smacking him a little harder, and deliberately in the same spot as the last time.

[imafuturist]

"Seven," he croaked, clutching at Steve's leg for balance and grounding.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve pressed a kiss to the small of Tony's back. "Color?" he checked.

[imafuturist]

"Green," Tony replied, taking a breath. "Green, green, green."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve gave him another, harder, smack.

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned, jerking against him. "Eight," he managed to get out, sweat starting to bead along his temples.

[heroic_jawline]

"Beautiful," Steve said softly. "Two more or do you need more than that?"

[imafuturist]

"'s good," Tony murmured, nodding. "You can keep going."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve kissed his shoulder, then scraped his fingers over the reddened skin. "You're doing so well. Five more?"

[imafuturist]

Tony nodded, unable to get the words out around the hissing gasp at that touch.