[ Steve's not sure if he's willing to admit this out loud just yet, but he's fallen victim to wondering what's underneath the tight material of her dresses. The dresses usually come out when Tony has an event and parades through Stark Tower like she's queen of the city. Steve tries not to look when she breezes by, but it's sure hard not to linger. It's also hard not to let his mind wander to what's underneath when he's retired to his room with a book. That's all stuff that he's never been okay with facing just yet. Now? There's no reason for him to shove it deep down in that box.
Because he's not had much practice in this department it's hard for Steve to disguise the surprised groan of pleasure that rips through him. He never thought he'd be experiencing that in Tony's presence. Without really thinking it through Steve side stepped and then pressed her against the wall hard. He's gone up onto his tip toes. He's trying to get better friction as he ground against her desperately.
Tony Stark was making him desperate.
His hands already slid down to dig into her ass. His fingernails scratched against the jean fabric as his lips moved across her cheek and finally down to her neck. ]
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Because he's not had much practice in this department it's hard for Steve to disguise the surprised groan of pleasure that rips through him. He never thought he'd be experiencing that in Tony's presence. Without really thinking it through Steve side stepped and then pressed her against the wall hard. He's gone up onto his tip toes. He's trying to get better friction as he ground against her desperately.
Tony Stark was making him desperate.
His hands already slid down to dig into her ass. His fingernails scratched against the jean fabric as his lips moved across her cheek and finally down to her neck. ]