[ Tony's ever the tease, but he also always shuts Steve up every single time that he gets close to whining about it. This is no exception, and so when Tony rocks back into him, it pulls a long moan from deep within his core.
The way their bodies twist and wind and tangle together leaves zero doubt in Steve's mind that they were, in part, made for each other. Otherwise, he couldn't think of another, more perfect accident. ]
Like that, like that, fuck me--
[ He can't see it, but the way he looks up at Tony and sees him sometimes with his eyes lowered, it makes his cheeks burn. It's not like he doesn't like to look, too, whenever they're connected together: watching as Tony takes him, as Tony's body is so greedy for him. It's so intimate and private and filthy. ]
You like that, Tony? Like watching the way your cock opens me up -- and -- and fills me in?
[ Before he loses himself completely in the sensation, he has the wherewithal to clench down a little, make it all the tighter for Tony and be good to him, but soon he's a mess, blabbering "don't stop, don't stop" over and over again. ]
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The way their bodies twist and wind and tangle together leaves zero doubt in Steve's mind that they were, in part, made for each other. Otherwise, he couldn't think of another, more perfect accident. ]
Like that, like that, fuck me--
[ He can't see it, but the way he looks up at Tony and sees him sometimes with his eyes lowered, it makes his cheeks burn. It's not like he doesn't like to look, too, whenever they're connected together: watching as Tony takes him, as Tony's body is so greedy for him. It's so intimate and private and filthy. ]
You like that, Tony? Like watching the way your cock opens me up -- and -- and fills me in?
[ Before he loses himself completely in the sensation, he has the wherewithal to clench down a little, make it all the tighter for Tony and be good to him, but soon he's a mess, blabbering "don't stop, don't stop" over and over again. ]