Tony's Greek Island, Friday afternoon [NFB for distance]

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Tony had flown Steve, Patriot and himself to their Greek island as an apology for forgetting to emerge from the lab for the first part of the break between classes. (The Greek island had been a gift for something else. Steve tried not to think about it too hard. Sometimes he had to let Tony be Tony.)

The weather was hard to complain about: 80 with bright sun and a light breeze, perfect for laying out next to the pool wearing nothing but a smile (after going for a long, clothed, hike and having a big lunch because Steve had to be Steve, too). Sunscreen had been applied because even the super serum couldn't completely counter the Irishness, and Steve had a book about World War II that was getting enough wrong to keep him entertained.

Mmm, vacation. He tilted his head towards the door Tony had disappeared through a few minutes earlier. "How are the margaritas doing?" he called out.

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"Always," Tony agreed.

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Steve leaned his forehead against Tony's. "I love you so much."

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"Love you too," Tony murmured,enjoying the moment there.

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Steve kissed him again. "But if we don't move this along, we're going to get a dog staring at us."

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"Oh, bossy now," Tony replied with a grin, grabbing the abandoned lube again.

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"You love when I'm bossy," Steve said, smiling back.

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"I do, I do," Tony murmured.

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"Show me how this club works," Steve said.

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Tony leaned in to kiss him, pressing the bottle into Steve's hand as he pushed himself up onto his knees. "Help me out."

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Steve smiled, kissing Tony slow and soft. "Gladly," he murmured, warming the lube between his fingers.

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"I want to ride you until you see stars," Tony whispered in his ear.

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Steve shuddered. "God. Keep talking."

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"You nearly broke an aircraft with a table top," Tony murmured, biting on his bottom lip. "I am a very lucky man to have all that power beneath me."

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Steve's fingers slipped inside of Tony, moving quickly. Your words were working, Tony.

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"You and I are going to feel that after," Tony said, taking in a deep breath as he adjusted and then biting Steve's shoulder and sucking a mark there.

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Steve moaned softly. "That's what I want."

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"More," Tony ordered, rocking back onto Steve's fingers.

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"Oh, you're gonna feel me for a week," Steve promised, moving his fingers a little harder.

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"Holding you to that," Tony gasped.

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"I would hate to disappoint," Steve murmured, kissing him softly.

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Tony sighed into that kiss, continuing to press back onto Steve's fingers. To help him out. Clearly.

"Never."

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"You're being nice because what I'm doing," Steve teased.

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"I could be mean," Tony suggested, reaching between them to take Steve in hand. "If you'd like me to be mean."

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"I can handle whatever you want to dish out," Steve said with a mean little twist of his fingers.

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Tony inhaled sharply, hand tightening around him. "Fuck, Steve--"