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Tony Stark ([personal profile] hottestofmesses) wrote2023-03-05 06:56 pm

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pursuitofcappiness: (thinks really hard)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-04-18 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ 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.
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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. ]
pursuitofcappiness: (wiping hands post-fight)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-04-21 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ If there was ever any filter at all in their bedroom, there isn't one now that Steve's too inebriated and drunk off their lovemaking to put one up, moans so loud that even in this state they make him blush to know they're coming out of his mouth.

The whole world gets distilled, concentrated down to where they connect: from Steve's thighs up to where he splits, the thrusts slowly driving him delirious with pleasure, and when Tony touches him it's any wonder he doesn't finish right there. His cock twitches with interest, and one hand is balled up into the sheets. The other one flat against his stomach, trying to keep his balance and composure but there's none of it left.
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You do that, I won't last.

[ Not that it ever really mattered to Tony, who would gladly volunteer to have Steve over and over again, to pleasure him more times than he could count in a row, to lead him to exhaustion. But selfishly, he wants to hold onto this feeling forever, of being taken in this way, each brush against his skin feeling like wildfire. ]

You want that? Want me to come for you? God, Tony, you feel so good--

[ He won't last very long, in either case, but he's sure Tony knows that. ]
pursuitofcappiness: (sexy officially brought back)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-04-24 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ If he'd ever felt helplessly swept away by a sensation, then every time he falls into bed with Tony might qualify. There is just never another rush that feels quite as exquisite as when they're together, and that, to Steve, feels like being turned to mush. ]

Yes, right-- just right there, Tony, fuck I'm so close, please--

[ If Tony just looked at him, he'd melt completely under his gaze, so when he takes Steve into his hand, it's little wonder that it doesn't take very long for him to fall headfirst over the edge, making a mess all over Tony's fist and all over his front. But it hardly matters to him, as everything else just bleeds away at the edges, his own moans sounding muffled and dreamlike as it takes complete control of his body for a good few seconds.

There's always been a lot of trust here, between them, even when they'd felt like they had no choice. Now, it's freely given, and Steve knows that he couldn't be safer in another's arms, nor happier. He reaches for Tony, then, braces against him, rocks his hips back and forth so he can help Tony finish too, so he can pull Tony along with him.
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Come on, Tony, come for me, I want you to.

[ He's spent but greedy for it, looking up at Tony, eyes locked with his, writhing underneath him, whispering sweet encouraging things to him. ]
pursuitofcappiness: (shipping | at last)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-04-27 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ He could feel over-sensitive, he could take that pleasure a little too far, but finishing has never stopped Steve before, not when Tony wants more, not when he's not done yet. So Steve lets his leg drop, and holds Tony close in his embrace, slides fingers into his hair, softly encourages him with-- ]

Keep going, come on, that's it, Tony, fuck, yes, Tony--

[ His body works its way through several aftershocks as he grinds his hips upward towards Tony, wanting so badly to chase his orgasm down, wanting him to feel good, wanting him to feel exactly how he'd felt just a few seconds ago. And when at last he does come, Steve has his hands around the back of Tony's neck, looking fondly up at him, just enjoying the sight of how he looks when he comes.

It makes him smile, a bright, satisfied smile, knowing that that's just for him, and the lingering vestiges of drunkenness keeping that expression plastered on his face for just a hair over too long.
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I love you.

[ His voice is slightly gravelly, a little hoarse from their lovemaking, but soon it'll fade. He just wants to hold on as long as he can. ]

And I do know.

[ He slips his hands up to cup the back of Tony's head and pulls him down, cradling him against his shoulder, turning to kiss his cheek, enfolding him in his arms, wanting to blanket him with the full of himself, as if that might impart what he's feeling. ]

Tony. [ He reminds, just gently. ] We're getting married. We're going up in front of the whole world and telling them how much we love each other.

[ Absentmindedly, he plays with Tony's hair, tugging it to turn him a bit to kiss at his smile, not to get rid of it but just because he loves this man in his arms. He wants so badly to spend the rest of his god-given days to make him happy, to give him everything he could've ever wanted in another person with change to spare. He has all the riches in the world to give to Steve, but all of it pales to how rich he feels in moments like this, with just each other. That's what he wants. ]

Soon as I figure out what I'm gonna put in my vows. 'Cause I've got novels I could write about you.
pursuitofcappiness: (i'm free friday)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-04-28 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's not sure he catches Tony's meaning at first, but then when he does, his whole face melts into such a fond, happy expression. How romantic, to have vows for just the two of them. He'll have to remember this when he's sober, he'll have to write a whole other set of them for just Tony's ears.

And maybe, when they're sated after a few rounds, they'll finally cool off enough energy to laze around and read each other their vows, the ones they'd written just for each other.

Sunshine could beam from Steve and it'd look no different than how he does now.
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Hah--

I couldn't figure out how to end those. I'll figure it out for the wedding.

[ He traces some of Tony's features with the tip of his finger, just trying to map him out, just trying to put some thoughts together. ]

Hazy spring evening
Swollen with laughter
Abundant with gaiety
Yet the company I seek:
A private moment
With you.


[ Not his best, but he didn't finish it with bye. ]
pursuitofcappiness: (knowing smile)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-04-28 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ He was very drunk at that time, and it's wearing off now so he's not nearly drunk enough to end his poetry in bye. And even though he'd gotten pretty slammed earlier, he's just having a pleasant time now.

Which means, lucky for him, no hangover tomorrow. Isn't he a total jerk that way?

Steve peers up at Tony and brushes his hair back, wanting to look in his eyes, bright and brown and full of possibilities and endless wonder. He thinks he used to get the same feeling for his first few halo jumps.

But Tony gives that to him every time.
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Sliver of moon
Thin curved line
On a dark night
The moon
Must be jealous
Of your smile.


[ And then he leans up for just a little kiss. ]
pursuitofcappiness: (what a cute smile)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-05-01 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that's all right by Steve, because he's feeling very satisfied and very happy and drunk, so he's right there with Tony. But. ]

Okay. One second.

[ He gives Tony a quick little kiss and then crawls out of bed, stumbling around for a bit while he stalks off to the bathroom to rinse off and then bring a warm and wet towel back to wipe Tony off, since it's probably a bad idea to shower right now. ]

I love you, Tony Stark.

[ He smiles into Tony's neck, as he gently wipes him clean. They will probably want a shower first thing in the morning, or, second thing after the hangover subsides, but it can wait. ]

Tony Stark-Rogers.

[ He amends. It's not yet, but he's trying it out, for practice, not that he'd ever forget. He's waiting for it to be on bated breath, after all. ]
pursuitofcappiness: (got a plan?)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-05-02 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ If he thinks he can use it as a bargaining chip, well, he'd be right. Steve is not leaving his side; he drops the towel off on the nightstand and returns to Tony, wrapping arms around his waist, permanent smile fixed on his face so hard that his cheeks might start to hurt, through the drunkenness, past the serum. ]

Tony Stark-Rogers, you are a menace. But I'll stay.

[ He'll stay forever, because that's what they're agreeing to in a few short months that can't come soon enough. If not for all the planning and all the expectations, Steve would've marched Tony down to a courthouse by now and just said all his vows: the ones meant for him, and the ones meant for everyone, and married him already.

Because while he wants this wedding, what he really wants is this marriage. There are precious few things that Steve has wanted so badly in his life he couldn't wait for them, and this was one of those things.
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I'll stay, Tony Stark-Rogers, because you are the most demanding, most frustrating, beautiful, and amazing human being I've ever met.

[ He pulls Tony in, to rest against his chest, thunderous heartbeat right below his skin, warm and firm. He might have sobered up a tiny bit, but the feelings remain, and the happiness and playfulness are holding strong. ]

And I'm gonna write down all my poems for you. And fill up the whole book.
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[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-05-04 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Steve thinks he might enjoy this more sober, but he does love loving, rambling Tony. He's so sweet, and he always says the sweetest things. But he's sure he does much the same, since when he's drunk all he can seem to think about is Tony and how much he loves Tony and that he's floored, still, after all this time, that they get to be together. Tony wants him. Tony loves him.

And then Steve is laughing too, laughing at how cute Tony is, laughing that their lives for the moment are so, so good.
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You can sleep, Tony. I'll be here in the morning. And any morning after that, 'slong as you want me to be. 'Cause I love you.

[ Which okay, is not a promise he should be making because they're them and that means that they'll have plenty of days where they won't get to spend it together. There will be so many calls from different timezones, between battles and company things, missions and corporations and conferences, that'll get between them.

But it's a nice thought. And Steve, moreso when drunk, has his ideals and his optimism in boundless amounts.
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My favorite human in the whole universe.

[ He says this, followed by a yawn. Okay. He might also be succumbing to sleep. ]
pursuitofcappiness: (i'm free friday)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-05-05 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tony's quickly fading into sleep, but Steve doesn't find that he minds at all, because they'll have tomorrow, and the day after, and all the ones after that. And, okay, maybe he's trying to stave off sleep because he knows that they'll both have hangovers tomorrow, and might not even want to be in each other's company for that.

But, right now, he laces their hands, and places them between their hearts. Resting on them both, listening to the solid heartbeats as if conducted by their hands passing back and forth between their bodies in a current.
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All yours. Forever.

[ He reaches to adjust his ring, just to remind himself that it's there. It's beautiful, of course, extremely tasteful, and custom. A little piece of Tony, crafted specifically for him, reminding him always that it was lovingly made for him. ]

Go to sleep. I'll wake you when I get up in the morning.