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Tweak says, "Don't fear the reaper"

Steve Rogers (captainhandsome) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-07-18 12:47:00

Entry tags:

steve rogers (mcu), tony stark (mcu)

Who: Steve and Tony (mcu)
What: Werewolf fights and then Steve turning back into a Super Soldier
Where: Around the place
When: Full moon
Rating: NSFW fo sho

Steve shouldn't have got involved. Which of course meant of course he was going to get involved. He wasn't Super, he was just Steve Rogers but he still had a heck of a lot of heart. But heart wasn't the only thing that won wars, but he wouldn't have been able to live with himself if he'd sat it out, or something had happened to Remus. So he was there and although he managed a good throw of his shield, he had thought for a moment he and Sirius might have it under control, but that had been wishful thinking.

He knew Tony was going to be angry, but he also knew he'd understand. This was part of who they were and putting themselves in the line of fire was essentially a full time job. If something happened to him while he was protection people, so it would be. But today wasn't that day and to Steve's credit he followed at a distance after he'd recovered his shield.

Everything happened fast and just when he'd been ready to charge back in Tony finished it, maybe that's why he finished it.

In the aftermath Steve took a few puffs on an inhaler, checking on people and making sure Claire had what she needed before he returned to the center of town. He fetched Sirius some coffee and embraced him for a long moment before leaving him to it.

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allaboutego
2019-08-06 04:10 am UTC (link)

That murmured compliment was such an amazing dichotomy with Steve grabbing at his hair and tugging even as he worked his way into Tony. And god, working was the right description there because it was not quick to happen, not with how tight he was, but it was fucking delicious, frankly.

Tony was, by the time that Steve bottomed out, shaking and a little sweaty but oh, it was worth it. He held onto the sheets a little tighter but rolled his hips all the same. "Yeah," he agreed, and while Tony might well have agreed to anything in this moment, he really agreed with this. "Yes. Yours. Steve--"

He really just -- he really fucking loved this man.

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captainhandsome
2019-08-07 12:18 am UTC (link)

The way that Tony was effected by him drove Steve a little wild. Sure he'd seemed happy enough with Steve small and angular and they'd made it work, they'd been together and that's all Steve really wanted at the end of the day. But he had his confidence back and his health and getting Tony like this after everything they'd been through? It was delightful.

Steve mouthed at the back of his neck, before biting at his shoulder and sucking a mouth shaped bruise into the skin. Something to admire for the next few days as it faded.

The way he felt about Tony was so intense that sometimes he didn't know what to do with himself and it peaked in that moment as he finally sunk into him bare and rough. Steve held him in place as he fucked him hard and slow, knowing his hipbones would bruise that perfect ass. "You should see yourself right now," Steve murmured as he pulled his hair again and jerked his head back so he could kiss the corner of his mouth.

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allaboutego
2019-08-07 10:18 pm UTC (link)

Tony had been happy with a smaller version of Steve -- but they were both well aware that they could push limits more like this because there was no reason to be worried about health concerns. And that Steve was happier and more comfortable in this body, and that mattered to Tony. So. Yeah. This was better.

Tony was a sucker for those bites, he really was. It just gave him such a smug, good feeling to look at himself in the mirror later on and see them, to move his shoulder just so and feel it. Like a reminder that Steve had been there. Even if Tony couldn't return the favor.

Mind, the reminder probably wouldn't be needed for how rough and tumble they decided to be today. Tony wouldn't be sitting right for a few days, at least. And thank fuck. It felt good, so good. Like just what he needed -- and Tony had to plant his hands and elbows a little more firmly on the bed to keep up with Steve, to be able to rock back into him instead of just melting into a puddle on the bed.

He closed his eyes when Steve tugged at his hair again, let out a sharp huff of a breath before turning to try and get more from that kiss. Always more. They were too greedy tonight, the both of them. "Paint me a picture," Tony said, dark and low. "Tell me."

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captainhandsome
2019-08-09 12:02 am UTC (link)

Maybe it just made him a caveman, but Steve loved watching the little purple marks on Tony's shoulders and neck heal. Nowhere people could see, Steve would have been utterly mortified. But hidden, a reminder of something intimate, something that was just theirs. Of course what made it so good was that he knew Tony liked it just as much.

Steve would be utterly doting later, running hot baths and the like, but he certainly wouldn't be sorry watching his lover not sitting right. Because he'd remember this moment, hot with a hint of something a little feral. The earlier fear was gone and Steve was desperately glad to be alive and both of them well enough to enjoy this.

He bit the side of Tony's lip, arching over him to get another kiss, greedy was an excellent description for it. "Your skin is so flushed," Steve murmured as he rubbed his hand up his back. "And you're a mess of slick," he added as he glanced down at the fingerprints on his skin left in lube. "So demanding and yet so needy, watching you take it?" Steve groaned as his forehead dropped down to rest between his shoulder blades. "I've never been inside someone like this before. Only you."

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allaboutego
2019-08-09 04:14 am UTC (link)

Nah, not a caveman. There was something just inherently nice about making a claim on someone, on leaving a bruise or a bite mark. It was sexy, sure, but also it just felt really, really goddamned good when it was consensual. Tony sort of thought of it like Steve was leaving an impression on him, a reminder of affection even if he wasn't even in the same room or building or whatever. So. Yeah. Tony liked the bruises.

He liked the pampering he got afterward just as much, maybe.

Yeah, of course he was slick, Steve had prepped as best he could all while meeting all of Tony's demands and even now he could feel it, a warm wet slide. He didn't mind. It sort of added to everything. "Fuck," he breathed out, and if he hadn't already been ridiculously, painfully hard he would have gotten there for sure over the way that Steve described it, the way Steve so obviously loved it.

He couldn't say that this was a first for him, but he could definitely say it was the best. He told Steve so, practically babbled it like he was so good at doing when he got overstimulated, overwhelmed. "Only me," he repeated then, too. "Better be," that's how he always wanted it to be. And he was swept up in the moment enough to not even consider the fact that it probably wouldn't be the case. "Touch me." Steve wasn't wrong; Tony was needy, he was demanding. But he wasn't selfish, he liked to think he gave as good as he got.

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captainhandsome
2019-08-09 09:46 pm UTC (link)

Even if the bruises faded right away, Steve liked when Tony left them. Sure they were gone but they weren't forgotten. If Steve had been into roughness in general he could have got it elsewhere. But it wasn't about that. It was completely about Tony, he was the center of it and the desires came second, that was why they shifted gears so easily. He was making Tony feel good, it felt good and the rest was details.

The slide was something else entirely without a condom, without the smoothness of the latex. Because Steve's skin caught a tiny bit even with the slick, it changed the sensation and there was no denying it was better.

Even if it wasn't forever, even if things changed or the future found them, it didn't matter. Because Steve had fucked people before, but this? It was just theirs and nothing would ever change that. Steve gripped his ass in one hand, rubbing his thumb along the rim of his stretched hole. "Touch you like this?" Steve questioned, playing a little dumb.

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allaboutego
2019-08-09 11:37 pm UTC (link)

Leaving bite and bruise marks on Steve never really felt like an effort in futility on Tony's part even if they did fade so quickly. It wasn't like he didn't have fun putting them there in the first place. Sometimes he liked playing a game about what kind of noises he could get out of Steve when he used only his mouth.

It was a fun game. There was no score, but Tony was definitely winning.

Just like he was winning right now, for completely different reasons.

It -- Steve -- felt good. Different, a little. Like there was just a little more, like the friction was just changed enough where he noticed if he put his attention to it. Which was, admittedly, getting harder to do by the second. Coherency and attention to detail were coming in at a slow second and third (and probably not even in that order) on Tony's list.

Honestly. Only Steve Roger's could fuck Tony stupid.

He let out a noise that was practically a sob when Steve thumbed at his rim, because it wasn't what he'd asked for (demanded) and he was overwhelmed with the way that Steve was fucking him already, but it also felt good.

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captainhandsome
2019-08-13 12:03 am UTC (link)

Sure the bruises healed, but they were gone and not forgotten. Tony's mouth, the pinch of his teeth and that desire to claim him were always appreciated when he felt like using them. Actually one of Steve's most loved things was when Tony looked at him like he was his favourite project.

That noise Tony made went right to the base of his spine, like a flood of heat and he nearly finished then and there. But he wasn't about to finish it like this, Steve wasn't done with him yet. He sat back on his heels and pulled Tony along with him, jerking him upright to sit back on his thighs.

Like that he was as deep inside him as he could get, grinding right up against his prostate. Steve nuzzled his cheek as he wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking slow and hard. "How's that, beautiful?" Steve asked against his ear. Without the leverage he'd had Tony simply had to sit on Steve's dick and enjoy what he got and there was something about that which just stoked the raging fire inside of him even more so. "You're going to feel me in you for a week," Steve promised him quietly.

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allaboutego
2019-08-13 03:07 am UTC (link)

There wouldn't have been a warning in the world that would have prepared Tony for a move like that and he let out a noise of surprise that might have also been a filthy expletive but he wasn't even sure what was coming out of his mouth anymore because he was too busy being impaled by Steve's cock.

The movement and then the position, the way Steve was rubbing up against his prostate nonstop, had Tony whiting out for a minute there and it was only Steve's hand around him, that firm grip that had him clawing back to a place where he could almost sort of maybe pay attention. "Steve," he said, because it was all he could say, and it came out on a moan.

There was no real moving forward to thrust into the grip and he was a little more into that than he might have otherwise guessed, but that didn't stop him clenching up a bit before he relaxed into it -- he could (did) trust Steve to give him exactly what he'd asked for and what he needed. He was right on the edge as it was. "I love you." It felt important to say even though he could have just as easily begged or given in to some far dirtier.

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captainhandsome
2019-08-13 08:34 pm UTC (link)

The noises he made stoked the fire that Tony always lit inside of him. It felt incredibly good to be able to pull those sounds out of him, to see how much Tony enjoyed the way he handled him and to have the strength to do it in the first place. That was before even considering how good it felt to be fucking him. Being with Tony was an experience and Steve knew he'd never get enough of him.

Like this there was nothing to do except for Tony to take it, to slide down his length and rest back on his lap. Steve stroked him slow and even while he used the arm wrapped around his middle to lift him a few inches before dropping him back down. Tony was utterly at his mercy and Steve groaned against his ear, deep and filthy.

And for every part of him that was getting off on the bruises, roughness and utter possession of it there was a bigger part that was getting off on how strongly they felt for each other. "I love you," Steve murmured against his ear as he rubbed his thumb along the head of his cock. "Come for me, show me how good it feels, how much you love it," he urged softly.

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allaboutego
2019-08-13 09:20 pm UTC (link)

It was an overwhelming up-down -- both from the way Steve was (so easily) lifting him with one arm, and the way he was stroking him and there was zero denying how much he loved it. Hell, there was zero denying how much Steve loved it. Not with the noises he was making, or anything else.

An urging simply wasn't required -- Tony had been there already -- but the timing was good. Great even. He came somewhere between sinking all the way down on his cock and an upstroke of Steve's hand on his own. They always strived for good sex, and it'd yet to disappoint, but some times were certainly better than others and this one was one for the record books if Tony absolutely blanking as he made an absolute mess of his own chest and Steve's hand had any say in the matter. It was beyond seeing stars. Vision was for chumps. This was all of the senses getting everything he'd asked for and more. It was perfect.

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captainhandsome
2019-08-13 09:45 pm UTC (link)

Tony wasn't perfect, no one was. But to Steve he was, he was perfect in every flawed and not quite right way that they'd ended up together. Especially in that moment, he was perfectly beautiful as he came and the only thing Steve wished was that he could have watched it from every angle all at once and not missed a thing. The noise, what he could see of his face, it was perfect.

His lover's body was tense and Steve pulled him down hard to push every inch of his dick inside him as he felt him spasm, tensing and flexing around him. "You are so beautiful," Steve rasped against his ear.

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allaboutego
2019-08-13 10:38 pm UTC (link)

This room really was lacking in some well placed mirrors -- but that was a project for another day if either of them ever remembered it at a time when they weren't actively fucking.

Tony was spent was what he was, but even overwhelmed and a little over sensitive, Steve still felt good; he still felt so fantastically full. He tilted his head back until it was rested up against Steve's shoulder, kind of forgot he could do things with his hands and so flailed a little uselessly until he had one settled on the back of Steve's neck. "Keep goin', honey," it was practically slurred out, but the message wasn't lost that he wanted Steve to keep going until he felt like he couldn't anymore -- Steve deserved to feel just as good as he did now, after all.

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captainhandsome
2019-08-14 02:32 am UTC (link)

Steve wasn't into gazing into the mirror, but he could get on board gazing at Tony. He did enough of it in the every day, just watching him doing anything was one of Steve's guilty pleasures that he didn't have to feel at all guilty about anymore. He had once, told himself he needed to stop because they were friends and he shouldn't feel like that about him. But things were so much better now.

Tony practically melted and Steve tightened his arm around him, holding him as he kissed his way along his shoulder. As soon as he had permission Steve moved, grinding into him because he was already so wonderfully close. He stiffened as he came, biting down on the side of Tony's neck as he did. Stave stayed for a minute, little jerks of his hips as he enjoyed the aftershocks before letting Tony back down onto his knees."If it hadn't been such a long night, I might have had to go again," Steve said quietly, voice full of something like awe as he lay down the mess that was the man he loved who looked so thoroughly debauched that Steve's dick twitched back to half hard.

But light was coming in the cracks around the curtains and Tony would be sore as it was and as much as Steve could have gone again what he really wanted was just to have him in his arms. "Bath or sleep?" Steve asked as he lay down beside him so they were practically nose to nose.

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allaboutego
2019-08-14 02:44 am UTC (link)

"Next time." Some other night Tony would be into that, into giving Steve whatever he pleased for as long as he pleased. Preferably on a night when he didn't have anything else to be doing the next day. Because -- yeah. He was definitely going to feel this one tomorrow and several days after even.

Tony didn't mind. He smiled, a goofy little thing that spoke of how pleased he was, how good he felt just now. He tilted his head up just enough to actually touch his nose to Steve's. "Yeah," he said in answer. Because he wanted both rather a lot. Sleep sounded awesome but he knew himself well enough to know that while he was a mess right now and it was kind of sexy, he wouldn't feel even remotely the same in the morning when it was dried and sticky. So. A bath. And if he fell asleep in there, Steve would handle all the little details and it'd be fine.

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captainhandsome
2019-08-14 03:03 am UTC (link)

Steve was always going to handle all the little details for Tony that he needed handling. Like laundry or food or going to bed, Steve had that covered and he loved that Tony maybe needed him a little. Not needed him needed him, but chose to need him which was even better,

Sure the house was quiet and the occupants still asleep, Steve carried Tony to the bath because he could and it felt good doing things like that again. While he let Tony relax in the water Steve stripped the sheets and remade the bed before he came back to fish him out again. Finally back in bed Steve sighed happily as Tony fit in underneath his chin, far more comfortable back in his body than he had been in the previous days. While it hadn't been fun, Steve had to admit knowing for sure that Tony still loved him no matter what version of himself he was was pretty damn special.

But he was in no hurry to try it again any time soon.

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