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Fic: Need (1/1)
Title: Need
Fandom: Avengers
Pairing: Tony/Steve
Author: sdb
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 981
Beta: Nope
Notes/Summery: Written for the Steve/Tony kink meme prompt - Tony/Steve D/s, in which Steve is the bottom. Bonus points for bondage.
Because![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lupus_dragon and deviouslint answered mine~
Tony circles around his partner slowly a few times before abruptly stopping and leaning his head against the broad back with a sigh. Can he really go through with this? Can they-
"You have to be sure about this."
Reaching down and back to clasp Tony's hand in his Steve squeezes once firmly before letting go.
"I'm sure."
Tony swallows, gut tight and nervous as all hell but also touched, exited. It's been awhile since he's done anything like this and he knows they both need it but... can't remember the person he'd be doing this with ever matter quite this much or worrying this long or hard about whether or not he could give them everything they needed. It makes him want to go slow, to be a hundred percent sure right from the beginning that this is what Steve wants.
Tony presses himself flush against Steve, wrapping his arms tight around the sculpted waste and just breathes him in, grounding himself in skin and sweat and whatever it is that just screams man, lover, Steve- before stepping back and letting go.
Somewhere in the back of his head he a door opens and another closes while that piece of Tony Stark that makes him both ruthless as well as kind, falls into place.
"What are you're safe words?"
"White and red."
"And you use them when?"
"If something goes to far and needs to be adjusted, or if I need you to stop."
"Good. Now kneel, thighs spread, and clasp your hands behind your back." Steve lowers himself to the floor and does as he's been instructed, completely nude and obviously interested. Tony is wearing plain silk PJ bottoms, chest bare and eyes burning. Moving quickly he steps close and jerks Steve's head back by the hair till his neck is stretched and vulnerable.
"What do you want."
"I..."
"Say it or we stop now, Steve."
"I-I need to loose myself. To submit, to be centered."
Tony leans down and smoothes the hand that isn't in Steve's hair over his throat sweetly, a reward, before sliding two fingers over the other mans chin and running them along his lips. Steve's breathing speeds up and mouth parts slightly when abruptly Tony lets go and moves out of Steve's line of sight.
Unbalance, acing, but knowing what's coming Steve's muscles tense. He can feel himself harden and he licks his lips, tasting where Tony's touched him.
A collar wraps around his throat followed by padded cuffs that keep his shoulder high and tight as Tony stands in front of him again, stance wide and aggressive. Steve tests the angle and pressure of his bond wrists and arms before giving a slight nod. They can continue.
"Those cuffs will make sure you can't touch yourself. Otherwise, the rule for tonight is that you aren't allowed to come till l say so. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Now sit up and suck me."
Steve's thighs strain as he uses his stomach muscles to pull himself up onto his knees and crawls slowly towards Tony. Leaning forward he uses his teeth to ever so slowly untie and begin tugging down Tony's pants an inch at a time. The progress is frustratingly, unbelievably slow without the use of his hands and Steve moans in the back of his throat after a new minutes. Eventually the cloth finally dips below Tony's hips. So close. As he continues to struggles with the clothing Tony finally reaches down and pushes them that last bit loose and they drop to the floor leaving Steve facing his partners thick, hard erection.
With a sigh Steve leans forward and licks a drop of fluid off the tip, eyes following the line of tight stomach, chest, throat to chin before finally locking gazes and leaning forwards to take other mans cock down his throat. Tony's head jerks back and his hands fist at his sides to keep himself from wrapping them around Steve's ears and cheeks, from forcing him to take more, to go faster, and just ends up breathing hard and shallowing thickly as Steves throat muscles contract, make him ace.
It could have been minutes or years but Steve's lost himself in the push and pull of what he's doing to Tony, how good it feels to have the other man in is mouth, and the power they both have over each other in this moment. He can feel himself wet and hard against his stomach and it makes him groan around the cock in his mouth. It's the last straw.
Breathing fast and almost snarling Tony clenches Steve's hair in his hands and shoves himself down the other mans throat as fast and as hard as he can, his back and ass tight. Wide eyed and swallowing as much as he can Steve manages to keep, watches through lust glazed eyes as the hips above him stutter... and then Tony's gone. Back arching and groaning he comes down Steve's throat in hot thick pulses.
As the cock in his mouth softens Steve lets it go slowly, licking the underside a few times before it's pulled away. He's so hard now it hurts to even breathe, he can't think or say anything. Can't do anything till...
Catching his breathe Tony runs his hands through his dark hair and steps out of the pants still pooled around his ankles before leaning and down to mirror Steve. Putting a hand on his chest Tony forces the other man to sit on his heels and just looks at him. Bond, hot, desperate. Laying a hand on a thigh shaking with tension Tony leans in and licks Steve panting mouth, kissing him softly. Move back towards his ear he then nips the lob lightly, grasping Steve's dick with his left hand and stroking once, twice, and whispers quietly. Finally, the words Steve needs to, "Cum."
Fandom: Avengers
Pairing: Tony/Steve
Author: sdb
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 981
Beta: Nope
Notes/Summery: Written for the Steve/Tony kink meme prompt - Tony/Steve D/s, in which Steve is the bottom. Bonus points for bondage.
Because
lupus_dragon and deviouslint answered mine~Tony circles around his partner slowly a few times before abruptly stopping and leaning his head against the broad back with a sigh. Can he really go through with this? Can they-
"You have to be sure about this."
Reaching down and back to clasp Tony's hand in his Steve squeezes once firmly before letting go.
"I'm sure."
Tony swallows, gut tight and nervous as all hell but also touched, exited. It's been awhile since he's done anything like this and he knows they both need it but... can't remember the person he'd be doing this with ever matter quite this much or worrying this long or hard about whether or not he could give them everything they needed. It makes him want to go slow, to be a hundred percent sure right from the beginning that this is what Steve wants.
Tony presses himself flush against Steve, wrapping his arms tight around the sculpted waste and just breathes him in, grounding himself in skin and sweat and whatever it is that just screams man, lover, Steve- before stepping back and letting go.
Somewhere in the back of his head he a door opens and another closes while that piece of Tony Stark that makes him both ruthless as well as kind, falls into place.
"What are you're safe words?"
"White and red."
"And you use them when?"
"If something goes to far and needs to be adjusted, or if I need you to stop."
"Good. Now kneel, thighs spread, and clasp your hands behind your back." Steve lowers himself to the floor and does as he's been instructed, completely nude and obviously interested. Tony is wearing plain silk PJ bottoms, chest bare and eyes burning. Moving quickly he steps close and jerks Steve's head back by the hair till his neck is stretched and vulnerable.
"What do you want."
"I..."
"Say it or we stop now, Steve."
"I-I need to loose myself. To submit, to be centered."
Tony leans down and smoothes the hand that isn't in Steve's hair over his throat sweetly, a reward, before sliding two fingers over the other mans chin and running them along his lips. Steve's breathing speeds up and mouth parts slightly when abruptly Tony lets go and moves out of Steve's line of sight.
Unbalance, acing, but knowing what's coming Steve's muscles tense. He can feel himself harden and he licks his lips, tasting where Tony's touched him.
A collar wraps around his throat followed by padded cuffs that keep his shoulder high and tight as Tony stands in front of him again, stance wide and aggressive. Steve tests the angle and pressure of his bond wrists and arms before giving a slight nod. They can continue.
"Those cuffs will make sure you can't touch yourself. Otherwise, the rule for tonight is that you aren't allowed to come till l say so. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Now sit up and suck me."
Steve's thighs strain as he uses his stomach muscles to pull himself up onto his knees and crawls slowly towards Tony. Leaning forward he uses his teeth to ever so slowly untie and begin tugging down Tony's pants an inch at a time. The progress is frustratingly, unbelievably slow without the use of his hands and Steve moans in the back of his throat after a new minutes. Eventually the cloth finally dips below Tony's hips. So close. As he continues to struggles with the clothing Tony finally reaches down and pushes them that last bit loose and they drop to the floor leaving Steve facing his partners thick, hard erection.
With a sigh Steve leans forward and licks a drop of fluid off the tip, eyes following the line of tight stomach, chest, throat to chin before finally locking gazes and leaning forwards to take other mans cock down his throat. Tony's head jerks back and his hands fist at his sides to keep himself from wrapping them around Steve's ears and cheeks, from forcing him to take more, to go faster, and just ends up breathing hard and shallowing thickly as Steves throat muscles contract, make him ace.
It could have been minutes or years but Steve's lost himself in the push and pull of what he's doing to Tony, how good it feels to have the other man in is mouth, and the power they both have over each other in this moment. He can feel himself wet and hard against his stomach and it makes him groan around the cock in his mouth. It's the last straw.
Breathing fast and almost snarling Tony clenches Steve's hair in his hands and shoves himself down the other mans throat as fast and as hard as he can, his back and ass tight. Wide eyed and swallowing as much as he can Steve manages to keep, watches through lust glazed eyes as the hips above him stutter... and then Tony's gone. Back arching and groaning he comes down Steve's throat in hot thick pulses.
As the cock in his mouth softens Steve lets it go slowly, licking the underside a few times before it's pulled away. He's so hard now it hurts to even breathe, he can't think or say anything. Can't do anything till...
Catching his breathe Tony runs his hands through his dark hair and steps out of the pants still pooled around his ankles before leaning and down to mirror Steve. Putting a hand on his chest Tony forces the other man to sit on his heels and just looks at him. Bond, hot, desperate. Laying a hand on a thigh shaking with tension Tony leans in and licks Steve panting mouth, kissing him softly. Move back towards his ear he then nips the lob lightly, grasping Steve's dick with his left hand and stroking once, twice, and whispers quietly. Finally, the words Steve needs to, "Cum."