Tony's Lab [Avengers Tower But Make it Bitty, Thursday Night]

[heroic_jawline]

Steve hadn't gone back to Manhattan for the good Chinese food but he was definitely using dinner to bribe Tony out of the lab again. He poked his into the lab and held up the bag of Thai food. "If you want any of the chicken satay, you need to put your work down for ten minutes," he said, smiling. "Patriot smelled the peanut sauce and is getting very pushy."

[OOC: For the husband!]

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[imafuturist]

Tony laughed, leaning back to assist in that. "You're lucky I didn't get that recorded."

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"I am," Steve agreed, slicking up his fingers.

[imafuturist]

"I'll be kind," Tony promised, kissing his neck. "Only think about it sometimes."

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Steve shivered, sliding his fingers inside with just enough friction to be on the good side of pain. "Like when?"

[imafuturist]

"When you're away," Tony sighed, clutching at the fabric of Steve's shirt.

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"I don't go away as often now," Steve murmured, kissing him again.

[imafuturist]

"Saves me from having to think warm thoughts to remind myself of you," he teased.

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"This image'll stick in my mind a while, too," Steve murmured, curling his fingers. "Get loud for me?"

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned and clawed at Steve's shoulder. "Keep that up."

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"You mean this?" Steve asked, pushing a little harder.

[imafuturist]

That forced another noise out of him even as Tony bit his bottom lip in a knee-jerk effort to keep it in. "Christ, Steve--"

Created a monster here!

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He wasn't even a little bit sorry about it!

"Gotta keep your focus," Steve teased, moving his fingers more quickly.

[imafuturist]

"Don't worry," Tony said, breathing heavily. "You've always got it."

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"That's one of the sweetest things you've ever told me," Steve said with a tiny smile, twisting his fingers again.

[imafuturist]

Tony groaned, cutting off the little chuckle that came from that. "Even--even though you're teasing me."

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"I haven't teased you enough if you can still put sentences together," Steve replied.

[imafuturist]

"Oh, really?"

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"Really," Steve decided, giving Tony's ass a little squeeze. (That ass was also only for him.)

[imafuturist]

"Better get to work on that," Tony said, hooking a leg behind Steve's thigh.

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Steve laughed. "I'll put my back into it," he promised.

[imafuturist]

Which made Tony giggle almost helplessly because now he had a song stuck in his head. "Yes, dearest."

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"What is going through your head right now?" Steve asked, kissing him between the eyes.

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"A song from my very public partying days," Tony replied, grinning in a way that said he was hoping to get Steve to blush here. "You can do it, put your back into it. I can do it, put your ass into it."

[heroic_jawline]

Oh, he definitely got Steve to blush. "I try not to listen to modern lyrics."

Sometimes he was still very World War II.

[imafuturist]

"Oh, I am taking you out to a club sometime." Anthony, no.