Fic: Marching Orders (Iron Man, Rhodey/Tony, R)

Aug 12, 2009 22:01

Title Marching Orders
Fandom Iron Man
Pairing Rhodey/Tony
Rating R
Word Count: 686
Summary: Rhodey has some bad news, to which Tony reacts in his usual mature manner.

(A/N: Banter and smut. marvel_kink meme fill)

Rhodey couldn't suppress the breath of admiration as Tony stepped into view. "What?" Tony demanded.

"Nothing, Tony."

"You're staring."

"Nothing." He sighed. "You look nice."

"You like the tux? I'll get you one just like it."

"They give me a dress uniform for a reason, Tony."

"I'll get you one anyway. Although I think I see you in more of a powder blue."

"Tony...."

"You're right. Paisley it is." Tony stepped in front of the mirror and started fussing with his cravat. "So what brings you to the world of $1000 plate charity dinners? According to Pepper we're curing world hunger."

"It's a cancer charity, Tony."

"I may not have been listening when Pepper explained it." Rhodey shook his head as Tony grinned at his own reflection. "Seriously, though. If I wasn't giving a speech I wouldn't be here."

"I'm being deployed on mission to the Middle East."

Tony's expression froze. "Driving the head float in the victory parade?"

Rhodey shook his head. "It's combat, Tony. I can't talk about it."

Tony hadn't moved. Rhodey couldn't even tell if he'd blinked. "I can get you out of this. Let me make some calls."

Rhodey sighed. This was going about as well as he'd expected. "Tony, no."

"No, I can do this," Tony said, turning around. "I have very important friends now, I just have to call them...."

"Tony. Tony, stop. I'm a pilot, this is my job...."

"When are you leaving?" Tony said, cutting him off.

Rhodey always did a lot of sighing when talking to Tony. "0600."

"0600. That's six o'clock. That's tomorrow morning, six o'clock." When Rhodey didn't correct him, Tony shook his head. "No. No, I need you here. I need you to nag me, otherwise the company doesn't run. The Air Force can find someone else, I need...."

"Tony, listen to me, just calm down."

"No! No, I can get you out of this, just let me...."

"Tony, shut up." He grabbed Tony by the $3000 lapels and kissed him until they were both out of breath. "It's hard enough," he whispered. They looked at each other for a second, flushed and gasping, then Rhodey pushed Tony down on the bed. He ripped Tony's shirt open and kissed down his chest, feeling Tony arch under him, his hands reaching under Rhodey's waistband. Rhodey slipped off his clothes and started undoing Tony's belt as Tony fumbled in his nightstand for the lube.

Tony moaned as Rhodey slid inside; Rhodey loved that sound more than anything else in the world. Sometimes making Tony moan was almost enough to make Rhodey come by itself.

He moved slowly at first, Tony writhing and swearing beneath him. He stroked one hand down Tony's shaft and watched Tony's head snap back, whimpering deep in his throat as Rhodey started thrusting harder. Tony murmured Rhodey's name over and over, shaking as he came close to climax. "Tony, look at me." He wanted to see Tony's eyes as he came, wanted to take that with him overseas. Tony's brown eyes were wide as he stared into Rhodey's; when he came seconds later he squeezed Rhodey's arms so hard he was sure there would be bruises to explain in the morning. Rhodey came so hard he felt light-headed and he collapsed on top of Tony, gasping and holding him for dear life.

For a few minutes they just lay there breathing. "Don't think you're making your dinner," Rhodey finally said.

"Pepper will think of something. Don't go," Tony said. "Don't. If I get into trouble, who's going to look for me if you're gone? No one."

Rhodey chuckled. "That's not true. You're SHIELD's top priority."

Tony shook his head. "They didn't find me. You did."

Rhodey propped himself up on one elbow. "It's only a three month deployment. You'll barely notice I'm gone."

"The last time I didn't see you for three months I was in a cave."

Rhodey kissed him. "Just stay away from Funvees and you'll be fine."

"I don't know. I'm very irresponsible. Everyone says so."

Rhodey moved back on top of him. "Let's work on convincing you."

iron man, slash, fic

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