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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Well, Tony's desperate reaction to that probably made at least some of the effort well worth his time. Because that caused Tony to turn babbling and clawing helplessly at Steve's back in almost no time at all.

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Steve moaned. "Oh, sweetheart, more of that."

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"Faster," he demanded. You know, because clearly he was in a position to be demanding here.

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"Bossy," Steve said, laughing as he moved faster.

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"Good," he all but sighed with relief.

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"I love you," Steve murmured, sliding his hand around Tony to help him out a bit.

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The echoing response to that was cut off as Tony kissed him to prevent more embarrassing noises from coming out. They still did, but at least they were muffled.

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"Louder," Steve demanded.

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"Harder," Tony replied like the absolute brat he was.

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Steve squeezed his ass in reply. "No."

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"Please?" Tony tried with a sigh that said he was putting on a show for him.

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"Brat," Steve murmured fondly, moving harder.

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Tony rewarded him with a loud, pleased groan, tugging at Steve's hair harshly. "Fuck, just like that."

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"God but I love your mouth," Steve groaned, moving more like that. "Keep talking."

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"About what?" Tony all but gasped. "How good you feel right now?"

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"Yes," Steve whispered, kissing his neck and moving faster and harder.

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"Please, please," he babbled, not able to keep from begging at the rate Steve was going.

And it was a good thing that Steve enjoyed a little bit of pain as Tony's grip on his arms and shoulders was white knuckled.

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"Oh, Tony, just like that," Steve murmured. "So close--"

[imafuturist]

"Please, just a little--" He was going to just make of even bigger mess of Steve.

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Horribly traumatize the dry cleaner, yes!

"Little what?" Steve asked, shifting his angle slightly.

[imafuturist]

"Yes," Tony hissed, coming before he even realized it was just that he needed.

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Steve gasped and tumbled over the edge right after him. "God--"

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Tony gasped and clung to him, finding it very, very hard to remember that there was more outside his brain than this one moment. Which was a compliment, really.

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Steve was shaking a little from the adrenaline crash. "Wow."

[imafuturist]

It was definitely a thing for Tony as well. He made a little noise of agreement, eyes going heavy as he trusted Steve to keep from crushing him under his weight.