heroic_jawline | Apartment Above Stark Industries [Stupidly early Christmas Morning]

Oh, that wasn't fair. That was, in fact, cheating. Uncool, Steve.

Tony's look of control sort of melted in the face of that. "Well, I suppose I like your mouth quite a bit," he said, recovering to brush his thumb over Steve's lips.

Steve sucked that thumb into his mouth.

You know, helpfully.

Super helpful! Tony was definitely helped as evident from his eyes going dark and a flush spreading over his cheeks as he watched him.

"You have this filthy side that I just love to see come out," he said, taking a step closer.

"It's only for you to see," Steve said, blushing.

Which was possibly the best thing about when Steve acted that way around him.

"Hey, no need to blush," Tony said, running both hands through Steve's hair soothingly. "It's amazing. You're amazing."

Steve rewarded him with a shy smile for that. "Yeah?"

"God, Steve. You have no idea the power you have over me," he said, leaning down for a gentle kiss and pressing in between Steve's legs.

Steve kissed back greedily, sliding his hands around Tony's neck and pulling him in closer. "Promise to only use it for good," he babbled.

Tony dropped to his knees, one planted on the couch between Steve's legs and the other next to his hip as he pushed Steve backwards to kiss him again with more force.

"I'd gladly crawl on my hands and knees if you wanted it," he said with a sharp bite at Steve's bottom lip.

Steve moaned. "Not today, sweetheart," he said, yanking a bit at Tony's hair in reply.

But that would be a mental image to toy with for a while, see what he felt about it.

"Be rougher," he added softly. "I want you to."

"How rough do you want it?" Tony asked even as he tilted his head into the tug in order to bite roughly at his shoulder before sucking on the same spot to keep the sting from fading too fast with his healing.

Steve bucked up into Tony, groaning. "That."

"I can do that, darling," he muttered against Steve's shoulder, shifting forward to do just that. He let his hand trail down Steve's chest and stomach to just tease at the waistband there.

Steve let out a low moan. "You feel so good. Should wear hideous shirts more often."

Steve, you kinda did.

Tony's shoulders shook a little in the effort to not snicker at that. "Maybe see what wearing my name gets you instead," he said, pressing the heel of his hand down against him to just tease through the fabric.

"I'm betting on extremely pounced on," Steve admitted with a breathy laugh.

"I might have to pin you to the nearest flat surface to blow you," Tony agreed like that was just a normal reaction.

"Tomorrow's run," Steve decided immediately.

How slutty you've turned, Steven.

Shattering the illusions of so many people!

Tony smiled, pressing his hand against him more firmly, fingers loosely curling around the length of him. "You can fuck me hoarse."

Okay, it might all be because Tony was an awful influence on him.

"But I like hearing you talk," Steve murmured, kissing him. "'specially when you're half out of your head."

He smiled into that kiss, deepening it for a moment before needing to take a breath.

"You'll just have to make up for it," Tony replied, slowly working him through the fabric of those ridiculous boxers.

They were better than the Thor's hammer ones?

"I'm not as good at it," Steve demurred.

That pattern was a little too on the nose.

"Practice makes perfect," Tony replied, shifting back off his leg to kneel on the floor in front of him.

Steve's heart started pounding in anticipation. "Tony."

"Best gift is the gift of giving and all that," he teased, placing his hands on Steve's thighs to push them apart so he could slot between his legs.

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