Prompt Post 001
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Welcome to the Captain America: The First Avenger kink meme! The general rules are below, but can also be found in the Guidelines Post. Please try to follow them, and have fun!
General Rules
Welcome to the Captain America: The First Avenger kink meme! The general rules are below, but can also be found in the Guidelines Post. Please try to follow them, and have fun!
General Rules
- Please be civil and respectful towards each other.
- One prompt per comment. Feel free to post more ( Read more... )
It's been five days for that mission that was suppose to take only one day, two at most. Tony spends those two days being a good little minion for Fury and 1) attends that brain-numbing board meeting, where he sulks and draws new Iron Man designs on his papers, 2) going to a charity auction (where he buys an Elvis wine rack covered in rhinestones, just for the look on Pepper's face), 3) visits a children's hospital (which Tony leaves and immediately starts a campaign to convince Pepper to starting a new division in Stark Industries, a research department in order to cure cancer /for good/ because if Tony never has to see another bald child in his life it will be too soon) and then the two days are gone and Steve (and the others, don't forget the others, Tony) /still/ hasn't returned and Fury, the absolute fucker, is stonewalling him and Tony is faced with the choice between 1) throwing a bitch fit, 2) hack SHIELDS computers (/again/) or 3) burying himself in his workshop.
It shouldn't be a difficult choice.
It is.
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Tony hasn't left the workshop for roughly eighty hours, hasn't slept for... Well, long enough that he has lost count and lies under- okay, so he's not quite sure what it's going to end up like, but it has a lot of arm, legs like a bug (if a bug was the size of a horse), several cameras and sensors, and just to fuck with Clint it shoots arrows with an accuracy better than him on a steady ground (Tony is still working on the accuracy when the machine is in motion) and oh, it's painted purple because Tony is /never / going to stop teasing Clint about that first draft of his costume, which never saw the light of day, but the plans had still been in the computers and well, you can't fault Tony for his curiosity. (also SHIELD /really/ needs some better firewalls), when a pair of strong arm pulls him out from under his machine, lifts him up and carries him away. Had it been anyone else separating him from his work, Tony wouldn't have hesitated in throwing a wrench after them, but he recognizes the reinforced fabric he himself invented, the heat and smell of the other body and that strength in those arms. Steve has come home and Tony could care less about the Clint Basher.
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Steve hasn't said a word yet and by know Tony recognises this kind of silence between them and his cock is already hard with anticipation. It's been /five days/ and Tony has easily wanked of at least as twice as many times thinking of Steve and his magic hands, Steve's cock gliding smoothly and slowly in and out of him and maybe, just maybe, the way Steve had looked at him when he thought Tony was too sex-sedated to notice.
Steve has clearly gone straight from the landing pad on top of the tower; his uniform is worse for wear (except for the cowl he is still wearing /all of his uniform/ and god, how is this Tony's life?), smelling of gunpowder and, well, as if Steve hasn't taken it off for five days, which he probably hasn't, and there is earth and dust and a bit of blood in Steve's hair and on his face and hands.
He looks /wonderful/.
Then he reaches the mirror and Tony only has an all too short glimpse of himself in Steve's arms before Steve reaches for the hidden panel next to the mirror and starts punching the code in.
How the /fuck/ does he even /know/ about that?
The mirror slides aside (because there's nothing wrong with the classics) and Steve enters the antechamber for Tony's panic-room. Behind them is the solid steel door to the panic-room itself, in front of them is the two-way mirror and Steve is already undressing Tony. Or rather, just opening his belt and pulling his jeans of only one of his legs; that's seems to be all the undressing Steve has patience for right now and if Tony thought that he'd missed the sex they had had, well, it has nothing on Steve.
He turns Tony around so he's leaning up against the class, hands trying to find support on the cool surface, and kicks his legs apart. Then he goes straight for Tony's hard dick, /thank god/, and starts jerking it with a rhythm so fast and unyielding that it's almost brutal, but Steve has somehow already lubed his hand up and it is /glorious/. Tony bites his lip to keep the sounds in, but then Steve bites his neck and pushes two larger fingers in and it's a lost cause.
That's when Rhodey and Clint enters the workshop.
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I'm working on the next part, this evening or tomorrow, can't say :)
Thanks for your encouragement! :D
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LOL catcha: sterfas innocence
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There is no innocence here, none at all :D
Thanks for reading! :)
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I'll just set up camp here and eagerly await the next update.
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I'm so glad you likes it, warms my heart. As this is my first time to write porn (I'VE TAKEN MY PORN VIRGINITY, /SCORE/) I'm /very/ satisfied that it works for you!
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Rhodney goes straight for the robot arms and starts to get out of his suit (looks battered. Needs upgrading. Probably best to start from to scratch, get rid of all the Hammer shit for sure) and Clint, who had been in the middle of a rant about... Archers in the OL and performance enhancement drugs? Something like that, it not like Tony /cares/ right now, stops in his tracks, speechless and horrified by the Clint Basher. He approaches it slowly, weary and suspicious, as he /should/ be (but also looking very much murderous, mission accomplished) and takes out his own bow as he gets closer.
/That/ is not going to end well. The Clint Basher will eventually be programmed to identify enemy combatant from a wide range of parameters, but. At the moment the only one it's programmed to recognise is, well, /Clint/. Duh. And while it isn't set to use lethal force, its crowd control mode is /preeety/ effective.
Tony almost feel sorry for Clint. Almost.
Steve has obviously noticed his distraction and removes his fingers in Tony's ass and gives him a hard, wet smack to the buttocks that, to Tony's own surprise, makes him moan loudly. And then Steve makes an executive decision and starts pushing into Tony, barely pausing to let Tony adjust, but he's still jerking Tony off, that pleasure effectively distracting Tony from the bit of uncomfort. He's wanking Tony frantically and the pace he sets gliding in and out (/all/ the way out and /slamming/ in again, oh /fuck/) is fast and unrelenting and he's panting loudly and while there's been plenty of passion up till now, this frenzied urgency is something new and different and this time it's clearly Steve's who's been wandering the desert, longing for water.
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And /boy/, has Steve been doing his research.
Steve blows him with the same unrelenting pace and energy as he fucked him with and Tony is immediately bucking and crying out, his breath hoarse and shallow, /he is so close/ and then Steve gives him back his fingers, three of them and coated in lube anew, if Tony is judging correctly, and he fucks him as fast and hard as he had done with is dick and then he starts to bend them, finding Tony's prostate immediately and just /milking it/ and-
The world disappears in a burst of ecstasy that just goes on and on and on.
When Tony starts to be conscious of his surroundings again, Steve is carrying him again (in the bridal position /again/, what's up with that?) and puts Tony to bed, (and /how the fuck/ does he also have the codes to the panic room itself?), undresses him and tucks him in and there's that /look/ again. Tony falls asleep to the sound of Steve’s shower, sleeping long and dreamless.
When Tony wakes up again he is alone, the workshop is empty, the Clint Basher a smoking mess on the floor.
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“You missed the debriefing,” Fury practically growl at him when Tony finally emerges form his workshop.
“I wasn't /on/ the mission,” Tony answers tartly. “I'm sure you managed just fine.”
“And you missed a meeting yesterday,” Fury continues, talking over Tony as if he hadn't opened his mouth. “Potts called me. /Again/.”
Tony opens his mouth to say something about that he of all people /very well/ know what having Pepper on your back feels like, but Fury suddenly has an unusually almost soft look on his face as he studies Tony.
“Stark. If you're on your way to another angsty meltdown, I need to know about it.”
Tony stares at him, speechless. He has a flashback to Steve's lips around his dick and has to fight to keep a goofy grin off his face as he says to Fury, “No, I'm good. I'm positively /peachy/.”
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godiloveyouaklsdkjfl.
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Do tell me about which kinks I've hit so far, I'll cross them out as I go along :D
I might post some more today, jfyi.
Oh, and the sub!steve has been updated again :D
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• Being realistic (there is nothing less sexy than gay sex where it's like one of the men has a vagina. Bull. shit.)
• Barebacking (I just said I like realism, but... barebacking xD)
• Not exactly a KINK, but Tony/Hair Petting and Tony/Foot Rubs are my OTPs right up there with Tony/Steve!
• Steve being strong. And using said strength. Oh yes *___*
• Steve being patient as hell. And teasing Tony like crazy. And being worshipping and in absolutely no rush at all.
• Tony strung out from aforementioned patience. Seriously. I just. Huge kink alert.
• Sex in Tony's workshop. Nngh. Even if it was in the panic room. I GIVE NO FUCKS.
• Two-way mirror. Because. I. The borderline exhibitionism of it. alskjkdf.
• That ass smack. Tony's reaction. Tony. TONY ARE YOU A MASOCHIST? *___*
• Contrary to earlier: Quick, rough sex. Mmm.
AND SO YOU SEE: ALL OF THE KINKS. I. AM. LOVING. THIS FIC *______* I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU LEARNED THIS BUT YOU HAVE LEARNED WELL. NNNNGH.
p.s. IDEK what LJ is doing anymore, so in response to your incubus fic request, you shall get it if that homework was handed in on time and completed, and you felt like you did a good enough job.
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I apologies in advance for the abuse of capslock OH WAIT NO I DON'T :D
1. WHEN THEY ACTUALLY START TO ACTUALLY TALK TO EACH OTHER, THERE WILL BE DIRTY TALK.
2: OR ANAL PENETRATION WITHOUT LUBE BEING DESCRIBED AS PLEASANT. OR THE SELF-LUBRICATING ASS, WITHOUT ANY KIND OF EXPLANATION, LIKE 'IT'S AN ALIEN, THAT'S WHY'. JFK.
3: THERE WILL BE SEX IN THE ACTUAL WORKSHOP LATER ON. PROMISE
4: I DON'T KNOW IF TONY IS A STRAIGHT OUT MASOCHISTIC, BUT HE DEFINITIVELY LIKES TO BE ORDERED AROUND.
I don't know where I've learned it either, I must have stored it up for a long time, like a camel full of water. ONLY WITH PORN.
PS: I did turn the paper in on time and I did my best. I'm 26 and I still need someone to hold my hand in order to get homework done. SAD. Thanks for your support.
...Does that mean that I get incubus!Tony fic?
PPS: I've posted a friend-locked version of this fic that's a bit more cleaned up. JFYI.
http://misswhy.livejournal.com/19485.html#cutid1
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