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Anthony Edward Stark | I am Iron Man ([personal profile] 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.
hammer: (yeah no)

[personal profile] hammer 2012-12-17 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Sorry.

[ It's quiet and subdued, spoken the second he sees that telltale  flinch and the way he lifts his arm to block his view of it. He didn't meant to be insulting, which he realizes now that he was, drawing attention to the... whatever it is. Of course it is. Someone like Tony is proud and vain and Justin's seen pictures of him over the years, in magazines and on TV. Whatever it is, he hasn't had it forever, he knows that much, and when Tony connects it to the Iron Man suit, he figures that that means it's a relatively recent addition.

Apologizing too much will make it awkward, more awkward than he feels like he's just made it, so he bites his tongue and pointedly keeps his eyes on Tony's, waiting for the inevitable dismissal he suspects is coming. That it doesn't surprises him, that Tony kisses him surprises him even more, and he responds the only way he knows how in a situation like this.

Hard and demanding, just as desperate as he swears it feels like Tony's kissing him. He gets his fingers in his hair, tugs his head forward as he slips an arm around his waist and pulls, trying to get him closer. Tony doesn't want him looking at it, fine. Like this, veritably plastered against him, Justin can't see much of anything, especially the circle of light in Tony's chest.

Maybe it's the memory of the flinch that has him so willing to demonstrate the desire he feels for him right now. He knows what it's like to be unwanted, and if there's anyone in the world who exemplifies not being unwanted, it's Tony Stark. It's only taken the end of that world for Justin to be willing to show him. ]
hammer: (close my eyes and count to ten)

[personal profile] hammer 2012-12-20 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Justin isn't much of a masochist, but he doesn't mind the sharp prick of discomfort when the kiss gets rougher. Quite the opposite, really, and it encourages him to respond with equal fervor. But he doesn't push beyond that initial moment; the instant Tony backs off and softens it, so too does Justin. That doesn't prevent him from rocking back into Tony's hands when they cup his ass or shifting forward a second later to grind into Tony's hips. ]

Something tells me your ego doesn't need the boost.

[ He says it wryly, without bite. The bite, figuratively speaking, comes when he drags his hand down from Tony's hair and rakes his fingernails down the broad expanse of his bare back. ]

You want to play rough, Anthony, I'm game.

[ His second hand joins the first down near Tony's waist, and together they slip between them to deftly work open his pants. That Justin's still fully clothed is a minor detail to which he pays no attention. ]

But I want you out of these pants first. They're in the way.
hammer: (wait where are you going?)

[personal profile] hammer 2012-12-20 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I think you’re confusing your ego for your dick.

[ One he’s not all that keen to stroke unless he absolutely has to. Tony’s been given the world on a silver platter, and as far as Justin can tell, it’s that spoiled sense of entitlement that’s made him so insufferable to deal with. But the other, well, that he doesn’t mind stroking at all. To underscore that point, just in case that’s too subtle for him too, Justin presses his palm to his erection, gives it a deliberate squeeze.

He has half a mind to tell Tony that there isn’t much to see, especially after Tony’s spent decades looking at himself in the mirror, but that’s self-deprecating and unattractive and frankly, he needs all the appeal he can get to keep up with him. ]


Here. Wait, hold on.

[ Not willing to let Tony struggle forever with the jacket, Justin shrugs his shoulders, wriggling slightly until the fabric falls down his arms. It’s then that he has to remove his hands from Tony, but that only lasts as long as it takes for the jacket to slide down the rest of the way. The instant it’s off, they’re on him again, one smoothing over his hip to grope his ass while the other goes right back to fondling his erection. ]

You’re going to have to get the tie. My hands are occupied.