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hotredhero) wrote2012-03-14 10:53 am
hotredhero) wrote2012-03-14 10:53 am
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[Tony hadn't really planned on them getting this far, and Justin was right in thinking that there was a chance he'd come to his senses on the walk home. It wasn't too far. Tony always knew where to get a quick drink in any city, even if that city was a ship. Still, he wasn't completely out of his mind just yet. He might have had the time to sober up by now.
But even away from the bar he doesn't slow down. The privacy of his room (Justin Hammer in his room) only adds more fuel to the fire, because now it's just them. One on one. They are up close and personal, with Tony practically dragging Justin in and then backing him against the door as he closes it. There's a click as he turns the lock, and then he's breathing hot against the man's neck, teeth grazing impatiently over his skin as he kisses and sucks on it.]
No more interruptions.
[He says that almost like it's Justin's fault they had to switch places, knowing it'll probably hit a button. This is a terrible idea already, and somehow that's just making it better. Tony picks up where he left off. He's an engineer; a genius. Of course he remembers. His hands slide up under Justin's shirt, fingers retracing their paths up and down his sides perfectly before he moves them around to the front of his pants. He moans when he strokes him. It's a hungry caress right through the cloth and he remembers how good it felt for him, so he's returning the favor. If Justin decides to quit now... Well, Tony's not letting this get that far. He's doing his best to coax him right back into bad decision territory, making all the right noises to let him know he's still very interested in their game. Only when he's reasonably sure he has Justin's attention does he lean back.]
Go ahead and get comfortable. I'd show you around the place, but I'm kind of busy right now.
But even away from the bar he doesn't slow down. The privacy of his room (Justin Hammer in his room) only adds more fuel to the fire, because now it's just them. One on one. They are up close and personal, with Tony practically dragging Justin in and then backing him against the door as he closes it. There's a click as he turns the lock, and then he's breathing hot against the man's neck, teeth grazing impatiently over his skin as he kisses and sucks on it.]
No more interruptions.
[He says that almost like it's Justin's fault they had to switch places, knowing it'll probably hit a button. This is a terrible idea already, and somehow that's just making it better. Tony picks up where he left off. He's an engineer; a genius. Of course he remembers. His hands slide up under Justin's shirt, fingers retracing their paths up and down his sides perfectly before he moves them around to the front of his pants. He moans when he strokes him. It's a hungry caress right through the cloth and he remembers how good it felt for him, so he's returning the favor. If Justin decides to quit now... Well, Tony's not letting this get that far. He's doing his best to coax him right back into bad decision territory, making all the right noises to let him know he's still very interested in their game. Only when he's reasonably sure he has Justin's attention does he lean back.]
Go ahead and get comfortable. I'd show you around the place, but I'm kind of busy right now.