Super Secret Meeting Spot that's Definitely Not Starbucks [Somewhere on the Mainland, Saturday]

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Steve had reached out to Natasha (through several layers of encryption and burner phones because Natasha, at least, understood how to lay low) and was now in his very best incognito outfit (beard, jeans, baseball cap, sunglasses) with Tony (in generally the same outfit), trying to appear casual as they walked around one of those giant outdoor outlet malls waiting for Natasha to make contact.

"She said she'd drop a pin with where she is in--" Steve glanced at his watch, "--eight and a half minutes. You've got the test with you?"

He'd asked that about four times already, but he was anxious.

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"Maybe," Steve said, nipping under Tony's chin.

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"I know we will," Tony insisted.

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Steve chuckled. "But probably not today."

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"Nope," Tony agreed, kissing him again. "Tonight we're busy."

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"For a while," Steve agreed, kissing him with some intensity.

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"For a while," he agreed, grabbing hold of the bottle as he kissed Steve back.

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Steve sighed in antipation. "What are you thinking, sweetheart?"

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"I'm thinking that I want to ride you until you're ready to go again a second time," Tony murmured.

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Steve's cheeks went pink. "Please," he murmured. "And after that, I have plans for you."

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"Oh, do you?" Tony asked, shifting in place on top of him to wriggling out of his pants.

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Steve smiled softly. "I do."

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"Exciting," Tony said, repositioning himself on Steve's lap.

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Steve moaned in anticipation. "Hi," he managed.

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"Hi," Tony replied, pinning Steve back against the couch with one hand to brace himself so he could start to work himself open.

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Steve's mouth quirked up. "Got the best view in the house right now."

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"Aren't you sweet?" Tony said, a bit breathlessly.

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"You need sweet," Steve told him, not breaking Tony's hold on him, but turning his head to kiss Tony's arm.

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Tony ducked his head, smiling at that. Because, yes, he did need some sweet. He closed his eyes to focus on what he was doing to get to being able to return the favor for Steve.

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"You're beautiful," Steve murmured, nipping gently at Tony's arm.

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Tony chuckled at that. "You're obligated to say that, but I'll take it anyway," he murmured with only a few hitches in his voice as his fingers moved.

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"I'm not obligated at all," Steve said. "I never say what I don't mean."

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Tony let out another sigh before leaning in to kiss him. Half because of what Steve said, half to distract him as he slowly started to press Steve into himself.

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Steve groaned and arched up to meet him, moving maybe a little faster than Tony wanted.

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Tony put both of his hands on Steve's shoulders to steady himself, but wasn't at all going to slow him down after all that build up. "Steve--"

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"Right here, love," Steve murmured, rocking to meet Tony's rhythm. "Keep going."