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runs_on_batteries) wrote2022-02-14 12:37 am
runs_on_batteries) wrote2022-02-14 12:37 am
IC Inbox/ Interactions 2.0
[For IC messages/ posts in suggestion box/ 'I don't want to flood the comms stuff'/ etc etc etc.]
[For IC messages/ posts in suggestion box/ 'I don't want to flood the comms stuff'/ etc etc etc.]
Gladio's smile widened when Tony did what he asked. He cupped his cheek and met the hunger in that kiss with his own. He only pulled away when he felt something being pressed into his hand. His gaze turned that way and he gave a deep, rumbly laugh.
"With pleasure..." With practiced ease he had the lube on his fingers, lightly rubbing it between them before he reached down for Tony's length. Gladio wrapped his fingers around his base and at the same time leaned in for more of those kisses. Deeper now, lips parting to delve within the warmth of his friends mouth while his hand slid effortlessly along his shaft.
"With pleasure..." With practiced ease he had the lube on his fingers, lightly rubbing it between them before he reached down for Tony's length. Gladio wrapped his fingers around his base and at the same time leaned in for more of those kisses. Deeper now, lips parting to delve within the warmth of his friends mouth while his hand slid effortlessly along his shaft.
Tony groaned as he was stroked, hips moving in time with Gladio’s hand. He eagerly took what was being offered to him, tasting the other man’s mouth and running along his tongue.
He reached the end of his patience and drew Gladio’s knees up higher on his waist. He watched the young man’s expression, memorizing every second. With one hand, he guided his cock to Gladio’s entrance. With a little extra care, he pushed his hips forward and cursed.
He reached the end of his patience and drew Gladio’s knees up higher on his waist. He watched the young man’s expression, memorizing every second. With one hand, he guided his cock to Gladio’s entrance. With a little extra care, he pushed his hips forward and cursed.
He didn't protest when his hand was moved, he just grabbed Tony's hip instead and laid back. This was the part he was a little more uncertain about, but he trusted Tony enough that he was able to remain relaxed even as he felt the head of his cock at his hole. It was... weird. It felt like there was no way something that big would get inside of him, but he knew for a fact that it would. He was proven correct when Tony pressed into him and Gladio had to remember to breathe. The hand at the older man's hips gripped a little tighter, fingertips digging into skin.
Was it supposed to burn like that? Gladio suddenly felt a strong need to find Prompto and apologise, as well as the handful of women he'd slept with. He hadn't had any idea, okay? He'd guessed but no one had said a damn thing after the fact! It didn't really hurt so much as that stretch that didn't feel entirely natural. And the heavy, too full feeling he felt as Tony sank deeper into him.
At some point Gladio realised he'd made a sound that was halfway between a groan and a moan, his eyes had closed and he was breathing a little quicker. It took a concentrated effort to stop himself from doing that. When he opened his eyes again he caught Tony watching him and gave him a lopsided grin. "... Just... uh... gimme a sec here..." His voice was rougher, more breathless than before. He just needed a second. Just to get used to the feeling. That was all.
Was it supposed to burn like that? Gladio suddenly felt a strong need to find Prompto and apologise, as well as the handful of women he'd slept with. He hadn't had any idea, okay? He'd guessed but no one had said a damn thing after the fact! It didn't really hurt so much as that stretch that didn't feel entirely natural. And the heavy, too full feeling he felt as Tony sank deeper into him.
At some point Gladio realised he'd made a sound that was halfway between a groan and a moan, his eyes had closed and he was breathing a little quicker. It took a concentrated effort to stop himself from doing that. When he opened his eyes again he caught Tony watching him and gave him a lopsided grin. "... Just... uh... gimme a sec here..." His voice was rougher, more breathless than before. He just needed a second. Just to get used to the feeling. That was all.
Tony was glad he'd had a private moment earlier that day because if he hadn't, he might have lost it on how wonderful tight and moist his lover's body felt. He'd wanted this feeling so badly and he groaned deep in his throat, all too pleased with his victory. After far too long, this beautiful, young man belonged to him in the most primal way and damn if that wasn't the biggest thrill of power he'd had since arriving..
He watched, enjoying Gladio's reaction to what was essentially his virginity being taken away. Tony might never have felt self-conscious about his size, but seeing this gentle giant squirm made him feel the size of the Hulk. When Gladio opened his eyes, Tony's gaze was downright possessive, like a lion standing dominant over his kill.
In a blink of an eye, though, his expression softened at the cute grin and he leaned down, careful not to move his cock. He kissed Gladio's lips softly and spoke gently, "You're doing perfect.. just relax and let me know when you're ready." He wasn't moving a muscle until he heard that signal.
He watched, enjoying Gladio's reaction to what was essentially his virginity being taken away. Tony might never have felt self-conscious about his size, but seeing this gentle giant squirm made him feel the size of the Hulk. When Gladio opened his eyes, Tony's gaze was downright possessive, like a lion standing dominant over his kill.
In a blink of an eye, though, his expression softened at the cute grin and he leaned down, careful not to move his cock. He kissed Gladio's lips softly and spoke gently, "You're doing perfect.. just relax and let me know when you're ready." He wasn't moving a muscle until he heard that signal.
Gladio might have, under other circumstances, knocked Tony on his ass for the way he looked at him then. But it was something of a thrill to see that possessive gleam in his eyes. Had anyone ever looked at him like that? No, not that he could remember. Not to his face at least.
The kiss was good. Perfect in that moment, it served to help centre him enough that he was able to relax more. And in doing so he realised the problem. He shifted his hips, one leg lifted a little more to hug Tony's side while his other leg was bent with his foot on the bed to help him keep his hips tilted. The tilt seemed to help. And in doing it, Tony sank into him all the way with no resistance at all and Gladio groaned with the feeling.
"... R-right, move, Stark. Show me what I've been missin." He was ready.
The kiss was good. Perfect in that moment, it served to help centre him enough that he was able to relax more. And in doing so he realised the problem. He shifted his hips, one leg lifted a little more to hug Tony's side while his other leg was bent with his foot on the bed to help him keep his hips tilted. The tilt seemed to help. And in doing it, Tony sank into him all the way with no resistance at all and Gladio groaned with the feeling.
"... R-right, move, Stark. Show me what I've been missin." He was ready.
"I'll show you, Baby." Tony grinned when Gladio relented. He took the time to give the man another a deep kiss before drawing his hips back and slowly thrusting in. He moaned and dropped his head forward. "Fuck.. you're so tight!"
His motion quickened as he pushed harder into the other man's body. He opened his eyes and watched Gladio's face for a while, reveling in getting what he'd been wanting for so long. "Such a perfect, tight ass.. I knew I had to have it!" He growled.
His motion quickened as he pushed harder into the other man's body. He opened his eyes and watched Gladio's face for a while, reveling in getting what he'd been wanting for so long. "Such a perfect, tight ass.. I knew I had to have it!" He growled.
Gladio decided Tony talked too much. Did he like the sound of his own voice that much? Was he supposed to talk like that? No, he thought not. All he could really do was feel and try not to laugh at being on this side of things. He couldn't quite shake off the strangeness of it, but also couldn't deny it felt pretty damn good when Tony began to move.
He ran his hands up Tony's back and when they went back down he lightly scraped nails against skin until Gladio was able to grab hold of thrusting hips. The faster he moved, the better it felt. He groaned and again opened his eyes to find Tony staring at him. So he smirked and pushed himself up to catch his lips in a deep, hard kiss. "... Don't be so damn smug, asshole." Gladio nipped at his lower lip. "Just fuck me."
He ran his hands up Tony's back and when they went back down he lightly scraped nails against skin until Gladio was able to grab hold of thrusting hips. The faster he moved, the better it felt. He groaned and again opened his eyes to find Tony staring at him. So he smirked and pushed himself up to catch his lips in a deep, hard kiss. "... Don't be so damn smug, asshole." Gladio nipped at his lower lip. "Just fuck me."
This couldn't possibly be a surprise that Tony got off from hearing himself talk to at least some degree. The man didn't know how to shut up!
However, the stream of words coming out of his mouth did falter when Gladio would be able to feel him shiver from his nails on his back. He groaned, loving that and before he could make his brain work again, the younger man had a hold of his hips and he cried out. A shockwave of pleasure was sent through his body that he rode out for a while.
Oh, he really liked that smirk. He didn't have time to think beyond that thought, but Tony really liked that smirk. He was quick to kiss back and even barked a quick laugh at Gladio's words. He loved that sass! "Think you know everything now, don't you?" He asked, maybe even more smug than before. He kissed Gladio again, ignoring the slightest sting in his bottom lip from where he got nipped- he loved it!- and tilted Gladio's hips just so..
He at least shut up. He let all else go as he pounded into his lover, knowing exactly what he was rubbing against.
However, the stream of words coming out of his mouth did falter when Gladio would be able to feel him shiver from his nails on his back. He groaned, loving that and before he could make his brain work again, the younger man had a hold of his hips and he cried out. A shockwave of pleasure was sent through his body that he rode out for a while.
Oh, he really liked that smirk. He didn't have time to think beyond that thought, but Tony really liked that smirk. He was quick to kiss back and even barked a quick laugh at Gladio's words. He loved that sass! "Think you know everything now, don't you?" He asked, maybe even more smug than before. He kissed Gladio again, ignoring the slightest sting in his bottom lip from where he got nipped- he loved it!- and tilted Gladio's hips just so..
He at least shut up. He let all else go as he pounded into his lover, knowing exactly what he was rubbing against.
[Tony had been dozing on the couch, one arm thrown over his eyes and a hologram image of the arena spinning about a foot nearby. There were some notes and measurements at various points of the diagram. However, the light was dimmed since he'd fallen asleep in middle of working on it.
He groaned and woke begrudgingly. At first, he didn't know what he was looking at or why but he figured it out. About a few hours later, 'Sully' got a reply. It would've been sooner, but he finished his nap first.]
Your design was flawed so I took the liberty of critiquing it. While your artistic skills are impressive your diagram was surprisingly unspecific. After I reviewed the design though, I think you did yourself a favor by not wasting anymore of your time than you already had on this.. let's call it a drone, shall we?
I don't see the point in a helmet for your drone here since it would be flying. If someone was shooting or striking at it, the attack would be from the ground. The nose, is this to serve as a face or canon? It's asinine. The wings themselves are ridiculously inefficient and are an easy target. It would be far more energy efficient if they were fans that created wind tunnels at two points or one larger one along a thinner, flatter frame instead of this circular, bulky design. You've essentially attempted to recreated a metal bee and while this may earn points among children and imbeciles, if I were you I'd find someone else to blame this atrocity on and fast.
Instead, here's a drone worth your while. Here
He groaned and woke begrudgingly. At first, he didn't know what he was looking at or why but he figured it out. About a few hours later, 'Sully' got a reply. It would've been sooner, but he finished his nap first.]
Your design was flawed so I took the liberty of critiquing it. While your artistic skills are impressive your diagram was surprisingly unspecific. After I reviewed the design though, I think you did yourself a favor by not wasting anymore of your time than you already had on this.. let's call it a drone, shall we?
I don't see the point in a helmet for your drone here since it would be flying. If someone was shooting or striking at it, the attack would be from the ground. The nose, is this to serve as a face or canon? It's asinine. The wings themselves are ridiculously inefficient and are an easy target. It would be far more energy efficient if they were fans that created wind tunnels at two points or one larger one along a thinner, flatter frame instead of this circular, bulky design. You've essentially attempted to recreated a metal bee and while this may earn points among children and imbeciles, if I were you I'd find someone else to blame this atrocity on and fast.
Instead, here's a drone worth your while. Here
Edited (Because Hope is a dumbass..) 2021-03-05 04:04 (UTC)
Know everything? No, he would never say he knew everything. There was always room for improvement, always more to learn. And that went for every walk of life, not just the sack. That didn't mean he couldn't be surprised though.
The shout that was torn from his throat echoed through the room. He knew exactly what Tony was done but damn he'd never realised it felt like that. Gladio thought he'd saw stars at one point. Maybe blacked out for a half second. But a moment later he was gripping Tony's hips harder, nails again digging into flesh. He shifted his own hips, bucking with a deep, guttural moan as his aching cock rubbed against Tony's stomach. The friction along with Tony slamming deep into him had on the edge. He called out Tony's name, all the warning he could give before a perfectly aimed thrust had him crying out. Gladio came hard, making a mess of both his own and Tony's chest. He clenched, clamping down around Tony and panting as he rode out the waves of pleasure.
The shout that was torn from his throat echoed through the room. He knew exactly what Tony was done but damn he'd never realised it felt like that. Gladio thought he'd saw stars at one point. Maybe blacked out for a half second. But a moment later he was gripping Tony's hips harder, nails again digging into flesh. He shifted his own hips, bucking with a deep, guttural moan as his aching cock rubbed against Tony's stomach. The friction along with Tony slamming deep into him had on the edge. He called out Tony's name, all the warning he could give before a perfectly aimed thrust had him crying out. Gladio came hard, making a mess of both his own and Tony's chest. He clenched, clamping down around Tony and panting as he rode out the waves of pleasure.
Tony was going to have a few bruises, but damn if he wasn't going to look at them as a badge of honor. He watched with wicked delight as Gladio fell apart beneath him. The beast his roommate became was something Tony would never forget. It was abruptly the same thrill as riding a bucking bronco and about the most sexy thing he'd ever witnessed.
He was far too wrapped up in his own pleasure to relish the sound of his name on Gladio's lips, but he would replay it in his mind many times to come. He couldn't see, couldn't think, could barely breathe when Gladio's body tightened around him. Barely a half second later and he was following behind with a cry that might have been Gladio's name.
He moved so he could lay on his side next to Gladio. He reached out and gathered the other man- his sweet, sexy, perfect giant- to his chest. He kissed Gladio's forehead and laid back, trying to breathe correctly.
He was far too wrapped up in his own pleasure to relish the sound of his name on Gladio's lips, but he would replay it in his mind many times to come. He couldn't see, couldn't think, could barely breathe when Gladio's body tightened around him. Barely a half second later and he was following behind with a cry that might have been Gladio's name.
He moved so he could lay on his side next to Gladio. He reached out and gathered the other man- his sweet, sexy, perfect giant- to his chest. He kissed Gladio's forehead and laid back, trying to breathe correctly.
Alright, so maybe it felt good. Would it be something he wanted to do often? Maybe not. But would he enjoy it at the time? Most definitely. It was all a bit of a blur for a handful of seconds. He was pretty sure Tony came after him if the sound of his own cry was anything to go by. But it wasn't until Tony pulled out that Gladio came crashing back down. That had sucked. It was sudden and shocked him enough he sucked in a sharp breath, only to grabbed and held and for a moment Gladio didn't resist. He was struggling to both get his breathing steady and wrangle some form of control back.
He laughed, low and breathless and carefully slipped an arm around Tony's waist.
He laughed, low and breathless and carefully slipped an arm around Tony's waist.
It was not meant to be specific. But I'll pass your assessment of the design on to tol Scaeva, when next I chance to meet him.
[Which may well be some time, all things considered. But rather than bother with anything else along that line of discussion he turns instead to the more relevant details of design.]
As I recall, they were initially designed to support a larger - and more well-armed - warmachina. The forward armament - and it is meant to be a form of cannon - would have served to harry any adventurers foolhardy enough to seek the warmachina's destruction. However, the fixed position of the cannon would require them to fly at relatively low altitude. They may well have been beyond the reach of swords, yes. But they would not have been beyond the range of any of a variety of ranged attacks. Which would have included not only magic but the jumping attacks often favored by spear-wielders.
Thus, the presence of what you have termed a helmet.
[There's a brief pause there, but it's more to let his words sink in than any suggestion that he's ready to be finished with his explanation.]
As for the wings, those are a common design in ceruleum-powered vessels. For example...
[There's a moment of silence and the sound of sketching, before Emet offers up drawings of a strangely vertical ship that's possibly designed to see use on land and in the air, given the addition of what looks like clockwork legs on the undercarriage, as well as one of more typical airship.
Neither are to the level of detail as the technical details for the magitek bit he'd offered earlier, but it's still enough to get a general sense for what he means.]
You are, at least, correct that the wings would pose an easy target. But the fact that they are constantly in motion makes them difficult targets to hit accurately.
[Which may well be some time, all things considered. But rather than bother with anything else along that line of discussion he turns instead to the more relevant details of design.]
As I recall, they were initially designed to support a larger - and more well-armed - warmachina. The forward armament - and it is meant to be a form of cannon - would have served to harry any adventurers foolhardy enough to seek the warmachina's destruction. However, the fixed position of the cannon would require them to fly at relatively low altitude. They may well have been beyond the reach of swords, yes. But they would not have been beyond the range of any of a variety of ranged attacks. Which would have included not only magic but the jumping attacks often favored by spear-wielders.
Thus, the presence of what you have termed a helmet.
[There's a brief pause there, but it's more to let his words sink in than any suggestion that he's ready to be finished with his explanation.]
As for the wings, those are a common design in ceruleum-powered vessels. For example...
[There's a moment of silence and the sound of sketching, before Emet offers up drawings of a strangely vertical ship that's possibly designed to see use on land and in the air, given the addition of what looks like clockwork legs on the undercarriage, as well as one of more typical airship.
Neither are to the level of detail as the technical details for the magitek bit he'd offered earlier, but it's still enough to get a general sense for what he means.]
You are, at least, correct that the wings would pose an easy target. But the fact that they are constantly in motion makes them difficult targets to hit accurately.
Edited 2021-03-05 05:15 (UTC)
"You okay?" Tony asked gently brushing some hair out of Gladio's face. He kissed his cheeks and then his forehead. It had honestly been so long since that had been an issue, he forgot some men need a gentler exit.
When Gladio's arm went around him, Tony smiled and leaned in to kiss him again. This time the kiss was sweeter and soft. He brushed the man's cheek with his thumb lovingly wondering how strange and wonderful it was they ended up in the same place. "I would normally advice you to take some pain killers before you sleep, but we don't have anything like that here. Think you could steal another potion from your friends?"
Trust him, Gladio.
When Gladio's arm went around him, Tony smiled and leaned in to kiss him again. This time the kiss was sweeter and soft. He brushed the man's cheek with his thumb lovingly wondering how strange and wonderful it was they ended up in the same place. "I would normally advice you to take some pain killers before you sleep, but we don't have anything like that here. Think you could steal another potion from your friends?"
Trust him, Gladio.
Obviously I don't know who the hell that is. And why are you sending me shit that isn't specific? Are you always so lazy?
[He listens as Sully continues on with some of the description, but of course, has to interrupt.]
That's my point. If you were putting armor on the drone/ cannon/ whatever, you'd put it on the bottom not the top. Sure it'd look like a flying diaper, but then it'd just more accurately reflect what a deuce this design is. Any gain this machine gains in armor it's losing in being easy to hit. How about designing something that flies that doesn't need wings?
Oh fuck me sideways, are you drawing again?
[He groans, but waits. Sort of.]
Okay we had a mechanical bee, then a flying diaper, and now a bong with wings.
And now we have a blimp... At least I'm getting the idea as to why you have no issues with a bulky bee if your aircrafts are flying ocean liners.
[He listens as Sully continues on with some of the description, but of course, has to interrupt.]
That's my point. If you were putting armor on the drone/ cannon/ whatever, you'd put it on the bottom not the top. Sure it'd look like a flying diaper, but then it'd just more accurately reflect what a deuce this design is. Any gain this machine gains in armor it's losing in being easy to hit. How about designing something that flies that doesn't need wings?
Oh fuck me sideways, are you drawing again?
[He groans, but waits. Sort of.]
Okay we had a mechanical bee, then a flying diaper, and now a bong with wings.
And now we have a blimp... At least I'm getting the idea as to why you have no issues with a bulky bee if your aircrafts are flying ocean liners.
Nero tol Scaeva. The engineer who first designed the, ah, 'drone' in question. And you seem to have managed to grasp the basics well enough without assistance.
[That he would have been more specific if he had intended it as something other than a way to see what Tony was capable of goes unmentioned.]
And did you not hear the part where it had been meant to support a larger warmachina? One that would have had its own compliment of weapons?
[And would have been more well-armored besides, though he doesn't mention as much.]
But in answer to the implied question. The wings are as much for maneuverability as they are anything else. Ceruleum gas provides much of the requisite lift in any given design. Nor do current technological advances allow for controlled flight without some manner of wings, especially in the absence of some manner of magic.
[That he would have been more specific if he had intended it as something other than a way to see what Tony was capable of goes unmentioned.]
And did you not hear the part where it had been meant to support a larger warmachina? One that would have had its own compliment of weapons?
[And would have been more well-armored besides, though he doesn't mention as much.]
But in answer to the implied question. The wings are as much for maneuverability as they are anything else. Ceruleum gas provides much of the requisite lift in any given design. Nor do current technological advances allow for controlled flight without some manner of wings, especially in the absence of some manner of magic.
I did, I just still don't understand the point of these things if they aren't going to have defenses in the direction attacks are coming from.
[He opened his mouth to argue further but then he paused and stared at the blank screen for a moment.]
Wait,... Sully, what are we doing?
[It dawns on Tony that he did ask to see the fellow's designs. He was so used to getting things and fixing them that he'd automatically started doing that but perhaps that wasn't the point here.
And now he almost felt bad. Almost.]
You're showing me the height of technological advances from your world?
[He opened his mouth to argue further but then he paused and stared at the blank screen for a moment.]
Wait,... Sully, what are we doing?
[It dawns on Tony that he did ask to see the fellow's designs. He was so used to getting things and fixing them that he'd automatically started doing that but perhaps that wasn't the point here.
And now he almost felt bad. Almost.]
You're showing me the height of technological advances from your world?
"I'm fine..." Gladio said after a moment and paused to accept the kiss he was given. Before he could say another word Tony was talking again and he blinked, thinking that through... and felt a little bad he'd never suggested something similar... But that didn't seem nearly as important as other things right then.
He smiled and lightly patted Tony's side and eased himself out of the mans arms. "First things first, I need to get this stuff off of me before it gets gross." Gladio laughed a bit and moved to ease himself off of the bed. Bathroom first, then he'd work out if a potion was needed because he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to explain why he was taking something like that.
He smiled and lightly patted Tony's side and eased himself out of the mans arms. "First things first, I need to get this stuff off of me before it gets gross." Gladio laughed a bit and moved to ease himself off of the bed. Bathroom first, then he'd work out if a potion was needed because he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to explain why he was taking something like that.
Tony frowned a bit at that pause. Was Gladio more sore than he expected to be? Probably yes. He might go over to their friend's house to get that potion if the younger man tried being too macho about this. He didn't mind taking the blame or lying about how an injury happened.
'Get this stuff off'. Now that was flattering. In fact, he usually got kisses, praises, and all kinds of sweet nothings before someone was willing to leave his bed. His breathing hadn't even settled and the other man was pulling away. The possibility that maybe this hadn't meant to Gladio what it had to him passed through his mind.
It was fine. He was fine. He was a seasoned poker player, he could keep everything off his face. He was quick to catch Gladio's arm before the younger man got too far. "Let me do that for you. Just relax."
'Get this stuff off'. Now that was flattering. In fact, he usually got kisses, praises, and all kinds of sweet nothings before someone was willing to leave his bed. His breathing hadn't even settled and the other man was pulling away. The possibility that maybe this hadn't meant to Gladio what it had to him passed through his mind.
It was fine. He was fine. He was a seasoned poker player, he could keep everything off his face. He was quick to catch Gladio's arm before the younger man got too far. "Let me do that for you. Just relax."
Edited 2021-03-05 16:27 (UTC)
It really wasn't that hard to pull Gladio back. He flopped back onto the bed beside Tony with a tired sounding laugh. "Good. Wasn't too sure my legs could hold me." He'd been confident at first but the attempted scoot had been enough to let him know that no, that would have been a bad idea. At least without giving himself a little more time to settle down.
He took a deep, shaky breath and brought a hand up to run through his hair and then dropped his arm above his head. Relax. Okay, he could do that. Just let his heart stop hammering first.
He took a deep, shaky breath and brought a hand up to run through his hair and then dropped his arm above his head. Relax. Okay, he could do that. Just let his heart stop hammering first.
Tony laughed at Gladio's immediate surrender. "That was a ploy to get me to go get you stuff wasn't it?" He teased, getting up. He wasn't sure what to make of that, but he just tried to stop thinking about it. He went into the bathroom and got a clean wash cloth. He let the water get warm before soaking the cloth and cleaning himself off first. He rinsed it again, added a touch of soap, and then headed back.
As he walked in, he smirked seeing the naked man resting on his bed. "I could get used to seeing you like this," he practically purred. He moved the cloth out of reach if Gladio tried to reach for it and very gently, washed his lover off. He leaned down and kissed the man's large, muscular chest and then his abs as that got cleaned. "You're welcome to use me as an excuse for the potion. Tell them I dropped something on my foot or got my fingers jammed while I fixed my work room."
As he walked in, he smirked seeing the naked man resting on his bed. "I could get used to seeing you like this," he practically purred. He moved the cloth out of reach if Gladio tried to reach for it and very gently, washed his lover off. He leaned down and kissed the man's large, muscular chest and then his abs as that got cleaned. "You're welcome to use me as an excuse for the potion. Tell them I dropped something on my foot or got my fingers jammed while I fixed my work room."
"Yep. And it worked." There was a hint of smugness to Gladio's voice. He rolled his head to the side and watched Tony move to leave the bed and stretched out a hand to idly swat his ass. "Good boy." He was laughing as the older man left the room.
While he was gone Gladio stretched and then winced. Yeah, okay that was going to sting come morning. But he wasn't going to use a potion. It had nothing to do with being macho and more about blatant curiosity. Just how bad would it be? How often had he ignored Prompto's needs because he hadn't realised. He wanted to know.
His thoughts where disrupted when Tony returned. He laughed again. "You plan on making a habit of this?" His tone was borderline playful, but he went quiet while Tony cleaned him up. He was sneaky. Gladio had fully intended on grabbing the cloth and doing it himself. Ideally he would have hopped into the shower but that would have required walking. But his smile softened and he shook his head and sat up enough to cup Tony's cheek and pulled him into a gentle kiss. "I'll be alright. No need to worry. If it's really bad tomorrow I'll do something. But right now it'd be a waste."
While he was gone Gladio stretched and then winced. Yeah, okay that was going to sting come morning. But he wasn't going to use a potion. It had nothing to do with being macho and more about blatant curiosity. Just how bad would it be? How often had he ignored Prompto's needs because he hadn't realised. He wanted to know.
His thoughts where disrupted when Tony returned. He laughed again. "You plan on making a habit of this?" His tone was borderline playful, but he went quiet while Tony cleaned him up. He was sneaky. Gladio had fully intended on grabbing the cloth and doing it himself. Ideally he would have hopped into the shower but that would have required walking. But his smile softened and he shook his head and sat up enough to cup Tony's cheek and pulled him into a gentle kiss. "I'll be alright. No need to worry. If it's really bad tomorrow I'll do something. But right now it'd be a waste."
He rolled his eyes, but his smile remained. Little did Gladio know, that had been the plan all along. However, he hadn't been too fast about it, which clearly had bugged the younger man. The whole thing was amusing.
Sitting next to his roommate, it was his turn to smirk and look smug. "Are you going to tell me you aren't interested in having a chance at my ass now as pay back?" He was joking around, but he was also really asking. Would Gladio want him again or had this been an experience for him that he now had checked off his list?
He sighed and stuck the towel between Gladio's legs. "You've been warned." He tossed the towel off the side of the bed and slipped back onto his side, head on a pillow. He opened his arms for Gladio to join him.
Sitting next to his roommate, it was his turn to smirk and look smug. "Are you going to tell me you aren't interested in having a chance at my ass now as pay back?" He was joking around, but he was also really asking. Would Gladio want him again or had this been an experience for him that he now had checked off his list?
He sighed and stuck the towel between Gladio's legs. "You've been warned." He tossed the towel off the side of the bed and slipped back onto his side, head on a pillow. He opened his arms for Gladio to join him.
"As pay back? No." Gladio laughed and shifted so that he was leaning against Tony's side and, again, slipped an arm loosely around the others waist. No, he wouldn't have sex with Tony as pay back for having it done to him. That had been a poor choice of words on Tony's part, though Gladio knew he was just teasing.
He shifted again, moving more on his front. Gladio hooked a leg across one of Tony's and did his best to pillow his head on his shoulder. But at no point did he have his whole weight against the man. Gladio might well had crushed him! Like this is was comfortable and he was close, which was good enough for him. And yes, he'd been warned. He wanted to apologise, he wanted to explain, but he wasn't sure if his explanation would make sense or not so he just let it go.
"I'm interested, though." He finally continued, once he'd settled.
He shifted again, moving more on his front. Gladio hooked a leg across one of Tony's and did his best to pillow his head on his shoulder. But at no point did he have his whole weight against the man. Gladio might well had crushed him! Like this is was comfortable and he was close, which was good enough for him. And yes, he'd been warned. He wanted to apologise, he wanted to explain, but he wasn't sure if his explanation would make sense or not so he just let it go.
"I'm interested, though." He finally continued, once he'd settled.
It might have been too much of a risk not to ask that question with those extra words. He needed the deflection and humor to distract. He didn't know where this sensitivity was coming from, but he couldn't deny it was there. He knew how they would appear to others, particularly the three Power Puff Girls. He tried not to sigh.
However, his smile was genuine when Gladio settled against him. He kissed damp hair and basked in the good feelings of a warm body next to his. He'd ignore how much better it was that the warm body was Gladio's.
He opened his eyes when the answer came. He had almost drifted off and frowned a moment as he tried to remember what the question had been. A brighter smile spread on his face and he put his cheek against Gladio's forehead. "Good.. because you were wonderful, darling."
However, his smile was genuine when Gladio settled against him. He kissed damp hair and basked in the good feelings of a warm body next to his. He'd ignore how much better it was that the warm body was Gladio's.
He opened his eyes when the answer came. He had almost drifted off and frowned a moment as he tried to remember what the question had been. A brighter smile spread on his face and he put his cheek against Gladio's forehead. "Good.. because you were wonderful, darling."
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