open post

[gotup]

Comments

[myheartglows]

Non-sexual on my end. Idc where you stick your dick. Fuck my face like you did in the shop or my ass though that's more of a yellow or beat one out on me, just don't try to get me off. After the next thirty or so seconds, if nothing new is added to the conversation or even in the process of being added, Tony types more. The next line down says, Sorry. It's Pepper. I'm not over her.

[gotup]

As much as Steve wouldn't mind fucking Tony, he doesn't want it to solely be as just a hole for him to use. It's uncomfortable, thinking of doing something that intimate and the other person not deriving any sexual pleasure from it. Hell, the one-sided sexual aspects in general weird him out a bit, although he understands why, and he understands why Tony is mostly okay with it.

It's okay. That's why we're talking about this now, so I know what to do when you're in subspace.

What are your other hard limits?

[myheartglows]

Somehow I don't think we have to worry about you tripping on those. They're not exactly beginner friendly. Just use your best judgment.

[gotup]

...Tony, have you seen my best judgment?

Look, if Tony can be a brat about this, so can Steve.

[myheartglows]

Ok. Let's try this. You name a kink or a fantasy or idea you want to act out and I'll vote yea, nay, or requires negotiation. Simple.

[gotup]

Tony, in case you didn't know how out of my depth I am here, kink didn't even have that meaning back in my day.

[myheartglows]

You mean to tell me you've never had a dirty thought or fantasy while jerking it? Ha. An eye roll emoji is inserted here. I'm not buying it. I call liar liar loins of fire.

[gotup]

I never said that, they just aren't very exotic.

[myheartglows]

So? Here's some perspective, you sent me under by telling me to hold a pose. That was it. I don't need a whip and thigh-high leather boots to have a good time.

[gotup]

I mean, you probably have the legs to pull them off, though. ;)

But this isn't really about my fantasies. It's about taking care of you. Letting you get out of your head for a bit. Whether or not I get off is secondary to that.

At least, that's what he's gathered from reading the articles - and, to an extent, what he already figured out: Tony's needs are more important than his. When he's in subspace, he needs to be cared for, guided. (This is all written in his notes.)

[myheartglows]

Nothing, not even the dots, pops up after that. In the basement of the Stark estate on Fifth Avenue, which Tony is converting to a bare-bones work space (he's long emptied it of Howard's old Vault items), the phone's backlight shudders off as it slides face-down across the table. Tony himself slouches forward with his fist pressed to his mouth. He doesn't know what he wants out of this arrangement with Steve, just that he wants to stop hurting for a while. The easiest path would be bearing physical pain instead, or someone using his body, until he floats. But...

Nearly two hours later, past nightfall, Steve's phone pings with a new message in the conversation with Tony. It reads, Could hand feed me. Fruit or something. Maybe with a blindfold.

[gotup]

Steve smiles a little at the message and glances over at his notes, where he's written and underlined "a good dom wants to see their sub grow and improve as a person". It feels healthier than just using Tony for his body, that's for sure.

What kind of fruit do you like?

[myheartglows]

Berries. Various. Cherries, grapes, apple slices. I'm not picky. Prefer sweet over sour. Whatever it is it needs to be bite size.

[gotup]

With your disposition, I'd think you would enjoy tart fruits. ;)

How do you feel about dips?

[myheartglows]

Hold up. Forget the dips. Go back one. Did you just throw shade at me?

[gotup]

...wait, what?

[myheartglows]

Your innocent act fools no one. Did tart mean the same thing back in the prehistoric age or did you finally look through urban dictionary?

[gotup]

...okay, I wasn't thinking, but in my defense


it's not wrong either

[myheartglows]

The answer isn't immediate like the others, but when it sends: I didn't hear you complaining. ;) In another line he tacks on a winking emoji that blows a kiss.

[gotup]

I never said I was. I didn't even know that swallowing someone's dick like that was possible.

It's good he's by himself right now, because he's blushing furiously, his face and ears a bright red that threatens to creep down his neck.

[myheartglows]

The dots blink for a while. Slumped in a white chaise his mother loved and dressed in one of his father's robes, Tony runs his fingers over his throat and presses on his Adam's apple, since healed. He finishes typing and sends, Not bad for being a couple decades out of practice, huh? Soooo would you care for a repeat? I miss feeling sore.

[gotup]

Suddenly his jeans feel a whole lot tighter as he thinks about Tony with his lips wrapped around his cock like it's the only thing that matters in the world, and Steve shifts uncomfortably in his chair.

Can't say I'd mind.


What do you like for aftercare?

It's got a little brainstorming section in his notebook with a header and jotted notes like "blankets, water, chocolate?" Apparently this is important enough that Steve's tried some tentative searching of his own.

[myheartglows]

Tony readies to type "Next time I'm over there?" but Steve continues and Tony freezes. Pepper cuddled and cooed and told him how well he did; how proud she was. How much she loved him. Thumb trembling, he answers, Nothing. I'll be fine. I can sleep it off.

[gotup]

That is, in fact, the total opposite of what every article about aftercare says, and Steve frowns down at the screen. He doesn't want to push it because he's afraid Tony will pull away, but he wants to be able to take care of him, too. Maybe he'll just keep some water handy. His own natural cuddling instincts should be adequate for the rest, if Tony lets him.

If you're sure.

[myheartglows]

The dots play out for much longer than what the text ends up as:

I'm sure.