imafuturist | Apartment Above Stark Industries, Sunday Morning

Apartment Above Stark Industries, Sunday Morning

After spending a week as a toy, Tony was,just going to employ a little self care.

Which amounted to letting the dog sleep in his lap as he enjoyed coffee and a donut. As far from the armor as he could be after spending so much time in it.

Oh, and watching the backlog of adorable videos Jan had sent him. Again, because self care.

[for the g.i. joe]

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Steve accidentally gripped Tony's hair a little too hard as he starting fucking his mouth, chasing that edge he was very desperate to fall off of.

The grip wasn't too much if you asked Tony. In fact, he made a desperate little noise around him, only keeping his grip on Steve's hips to stop from choking.

He ground against the bed between Steve's legs, enjoying Steve's obvious pleasure far too much.

Steve was getting loud--and decidedly incoherent--before he gave Tony a little warning yank.

Tony made a little sound back, holding on tightly and pulling back just a little bit, but not stopping. Not until Steve came for him.

"Oh God," Steve whimpered, looking Tony straight in the eyes as he came.

And that was...quite the mess, Steven.

Well. Tony had asked for it. Even if he was blinking and trying to get it out if his eyes at the very least.

"I really like when you lose control," he gasped.

"I've made an absolute mess of you," Steve said, more than a little mortified as he flailed around for a tissue.

"I didn't stop for a reason," Tony said, looking a little amused by his panic.

"But it's in your hair," Steve said.

"I'll take a shower," Tony said, patting his leg in consolation.

"Right now?" Steve asked because he was feeling a little clingy, too.

His emotions were allll over the place right now.

"I'd like you to join me," he admitted.

Steve leaned in to kiss him, heedless of the mess. "I would love to."

Well, they were going to clean up in a moment.

Tony hummed into the kiss. "Let's get the water to your approved temperature."

"You can make it a little cooler," Steve said with a blush. "Don't want you gettin' hurt."

"Let me take care of you, sweetheart," Tony said, pushing himself up to tug Steve along.

It had been an extremely long week, which was what Steve was blaming for how he felt tears springing to his eyes.

Shhh. Getting taken care of wasn't something he was used to submitting to willingly.

Tony would have to keep working on that then. He pulled Steve into a messy hug, just holding onto him for now.

"I'm being absolutely ridiculous," Steve said from where he'd mashed his face into Tony's shoulder.

"You're on edge," Tony corrected. "It was a very bad week."

Steve hugged him tightly. "Glad you're here."

"I've got you,"he murmured, running his fingers through Steve's hair."

Steve shivered against him. "I know you do," he whispered back. "I'm so incredibly lucky."

"You deserve nothing less than this," Tony said, only pulling away long enough to pull him into the bathroom.

Steve smiled, not entirely believing that but more than grateful that Tony did.

	
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