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The Rules:
1. All prompts should either be Steve or Tony gen, or Steve/Tony. Other pairings are allowed as long as Steve/Tony is included. Threesomes and moresomes are fine.
2. Anonymous posting will be on. Be respectful of each other and of the characters. No bashing.
3. One prompt per comment. Fic should be posted as replies to the prompt they are filling. If a fic does not fit in one comment, separate it into multiple comments and label them 'part one', 'part two', etc., in the subject line. Feel free to write fic for prompts that have already been filled. The more the merrier!
4. If your fic contains anything in our mandatory warning policy (rape, noncon, dubcon, or underage sex, character death, and explicit torture) please warn for it in the subject line.
If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. And most importantly, have fun!
Re: Sex and The Absence of Cuddles (filled! and long!) part II
"Thanks." Steve caught the package in mid toss, and tore it open. Not surprised to see the sleek box, before opening it to see tissue paper and ribbon. Kept on going, before his hands lit on the envelopes and matching cards.
Steve supposed that Tony would have found the presentation to his taste - cards set neatly, with a politely phrased note of thank you and a bill coming up to three hundred dollars worth of invitations.
"Hey, who's throwing a baby shower?" Clint asked, and as much as Steve might have bristled at the question, Clint's amusement made the needling on this side of bearable.
"Invitations for July 04th celebrations."
"Okayyy." Clint grinned, and Steve gathered the boxes and left Clint there, shaking his head.
We request the pleasure of your company, the invite read. Tony almost bit off his tongue because it wouldn't do to laugh when Pepper was in lecture mode.
"Tony, you need to start accepting invites. Ever since your brother has roared into town, he's been pressing the flesh, with some degree of success. New York isn't just your stomping ground anymore."
"Gregory? He's a bit of cold fish, I can't imagine people inviting him anywhere."
"He's being invited to various parties," Pepper's hands gesticulated as she made her point. "Trust me."
"I can't imagine them asking him back."
"He's being courted to be a trustee of the Met. So you need to start accepting invitations Tony- the ones that matter, that is."
Tony fingered the small, ivory coloured invite. Heavy paper, cursive script, and he knew the brand.
"All right, I acquiesce to your demands, Pepper. I'm open for invites."
"Thank God," Pepper dramatically raised her hands to the heavens. "Yes."
"Beginning tomorrow."
"Tony."
"When I think about invites," Tony said later, as soon as Steve opened the door to his apartment. "I had thoughts about the Met. Dinner and a movie, at least."
Steve waved Tony in, closed the door with a click, before he leaned against it and looked at Tony.
Tony, normally a smart dresser, went ultra formal tonight. Black tux, with sleek lines, and shiny shoes. The fine silk of the material making the suit look like freshly laid tarmac, the white scarf around his shoulders dazzling like fresh snow. Tony looked as brand new as a Sunday morning.
"I can promise you dinner, there's a good Chinese that delivers. I spent all my money on the invites."
"Que sera sera," Tony shrugged. "Pepper ordered me to say 'yes' to invites."
"Yeah?" Steve walked across the room, to stand right in front of Tony.
"Oh yes. It was a toss up; you or the Met."
Steve grabbed the lapels of Tony's jacket, as he gently thumbed the lapels, the silk blend a smooth, cool surface under his fingers.
"Right. What edged matters in my favour?"
Tony conjured the invitation out of thin air. "Not like magic," he said before Steve even thought about it. "Like the quickness of an eye, but not magic. If you must know, quality paper makes the difference."
"Okay," Steve agreed as he grabbed the ends of Tony's silk scarf with one hand. "Can we use this?"
Steve stirred, only to find Tony's head against his chest, their bodies sticky and spent. He smiled, only for it to become a frown as Tony began to shift.
"No, stay," he said, only for Tony to raise his head and look at Steve.
"Come again?"
"Stay," Steve touched Tony's shoulder. "Just stay."
Tony shifted along Steve's body, Tony's skin and hair, not a shock now, as much as adjustment.
"Steve."
"Please."
Tony's lips twitched and he smiled. "Okay," he finally said. "You only had to ask."
"Says the man who go me to spend three hundred dollars on invitations."
"Oh, do tell."
"Not now," Steve skimmed the tips of his finger along Tony's shoulders and sighed when Tony relaxed into him. "Just stay."
Fin.
Re: Sex and The Absence of Cuddles (filled! and long!) part II
Re: Sex and The Absence of Cuddles (filled! and long!) part II
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