forgerextraordinaire requested:

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ferrumheros:

ferrumheros:

SEND ME A [≈] AND MY MUSE WILL KISS YOURS. ON THE LIPS.

      [His lips curve into a grin as he spots Eames fresh out of the shower, and he steps over to him, wrapping his arm around him from behind. He pulls him back against his front with one hand, using the other to reach up and turn Eames’ face as he leans over his shoulder to bring their lips together in a firm kiss. His fingers splay out against his stomach, and he grins against his lips, leaning back slightly to look at him.]
         You smell good.

      [Tony smirks faintly as Eames drops his pants, and presses even closer, enjoying himself thoroughly now. His fingers continue teasing him as his hips shift lightly, his fingers stroking up his stomach slowly as he kisses his jawline. He rolls his hips forward after a moment, humming lowly against the shell of the man’s ear as he begins walking him forward toward the cabinet in the bathroom, fully intending to bend Eames over it. What can he say? He takes his opportunities as they come, and this is an utterly beautiful opportunity— besides, he’s more than happy to let Eames take him in return once they’re done with this round. If there’s one thing he’ll never be too tired for, it’s sex with Eames. When the front of Eames’ legs bump into the cabinet, he presses against his back, pushing his shirt up and off before his hands slip down to push down the man’s boxers.]

            Mm, okay, enough teasing. We need less clothing and more fucking.
      [Straight to the point as always, Tony slips off his own shirt and shoves down his boxers and pants, leaning forward to press kisses down the back of his neck slowly, moving lower and lower as he leans around them to retrieve some lubricant and a condom from the cabinet that he has Eames bent over.]

I couldn’t have said it better m'self.

[Eames may have pushed back just a bit, wiggling his hips to show Tony that he was definitely on board with all of this. He also may have done it to be a bit of a shit. Stark wouldn’t mind either way. It had been far too long since either one of them had enjoyed this sort of thing and he was actually in a giving sort of mood. Normally he would have fought for just a bit of control but this time? He was willing to let Tony to have his way. If he wanted to take the other later, he knew he would be able to do so. But at that very moment? He wouldn’t fight the other at all.]

Sure you remember how, Stark? Or you need some pointers?

[He knew Tony would most likely make him pay for that. Later. At the moment he was actually enjoying the feeling of his lips against his neck and back, enjoying the way he felt having Tony just over him. It was yet another thing Eames had missed during his time away. And something told him that today? This was going to be a common theme – reacquainting themselves with each other in the most intimate of ways.]

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