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He nodded, "I stopped by Lup's to see Rio and had some lunch. I was then going to look around at spots we could maybe set up our bar and I wasn't paying enough attention." He glanced around the room and then back at Gladio. He was really pushing his luck here but..

"Would you be willing to help me?" Gladio certainly wouldn't be blamed if he turned Tony down flat, especially with how he'd acted lately. The older man half expected it even. However, it would make this process go a lot faster and possible make this mental frenzy go away. He didn't like asking for help and wouldn't normally do it, but maybe he could or should start telling Gladio what he wanted from him. You know, since he'd asked.

Normally it would have been he first thing Gladio would have asked, but the look he'd been given just from asking Tony a simple question had halted that offer. He'd wondered if an offer to help would be dismissed as unneeded and Gladio wasn't sure his ego could take much more of a beating. But since Tony was asking, Gladio gave him a small smile and pushed away from the door frame.

"Just tell me what you need." If food and water were off the able, Gladio would help in any way Tony needed him to, if it would make this go easier for him.

It hadn't been him, he swears. This madness in his mind was focused on one thing and that was completing this task. For that brief moment, Gladio had been an adversary to that goal, but he was wanted in ways he didn't even realize.

He smiled, visibly relieved when he was willing to help. "I have paint for the walls, a metal bracket to put up that will work as a storage unit here-" He gestured where it was to go and what item he was talking about. "I'll bring the dresser back in here for storage but I thought I'd need to sand underneath the carpet pad, but we don't have hardwood floors but a metal frame. That'll work better since it will reduce the chances of anything catching fire but could lead to other surfaces getting to hot, depending on what I'm doing, and I thought a light gray would be neutral enough, but I also have ginger because I thought it would be funny and a decent color in here and yikes I can hear that, can you hear that? I'd rather be shooting those damn bears, but instead I have to finish making this stupid office."

Gladio thought he'd need to go and get his boots on before he did anything else. But first...

He continued toward Tony, picking his way across the room. By the time the silly man had finished talking, Gladio was within reach of him. And with the greatest of care... he grabbed Tony and yanked him close, pulling him into his arms before he leaned down to press a warm kiss to his lips.

When he pulled back, Gladio's smile was a little on the lopsided side. "How about you calm the hell down? I'll go get my boots on then I'll get to painting. We'll have it done, but we're not getting anything done if you go and give yourself another heart attack. So calm. Down. Take a deep breath and focus. This doesn't control you. You control it."

Tony didn't like this one bit. It reminded him of the one and only time he'd tried speed. With his energy level and ADHD, he'd been almost homicidal for a few hours. His gaze had fallen as he'd begun focusing on what he was hearing rather than the other man, trying to think what he could do to fix this. Only when Gladio was right there next to him did he notice.

He was pulled into his roommate's arms and he froze. Everything froze- blissfully! Gladio was saying something and had the cutest grin on his face, but he didn't care what it was. He tugged the larger man right back in and kissed him back. His arms wrapped around broad, thick shoulders and was thankful he didn't have another thought in his head, for now at least.

Alright... He'd only planned on distracting Tony and shutting him up, but clearly the older guy had decided on something else to focus on and Gladio couldn't find it within himself to mind too much. So he wrapped his arms around him tighter and carried on kissing him.

It was about that point Gladio realised he'd need to get Tony into the shower when all this was done. The guy stank of chocolate and sweat and mental weirdly enough. But he tasted sweet. He groaned softly, a sound deep in the back of his throat, pulled from him before he had the mind to stop it. Gods but he loved kissing this man.

Tony could guess that had been Gladio's plan, but why take a tiny nibble when he loved taking full bites. His hand slid up into his roommate's hair and his fingers tangled in long, dark hair. The groan made him shiver, wanting something more than just a kiss.

His eyes slipped shut and opened his lips, welcoming the larger man in eagerly. His grip on Gladio's back tightened, wanting him closer. For balance, he stepped back only to bump clumsily against the desk. His hold on Gladio's shoulders was the only thing keeping him upright.

Dammit, Tony needed to not do that... He was supposed to be helping paint. He should have been going to get his shoes so he could help sort this mess out and fix what those stupid bears had done to him. But there was a hand in his and a tongue battling with his own and Gladio just didn't give a damn anymore.

When he both heard and felt Tony bump into the desk, Gladio moved his hands to grab Tony by the waist and lifted him as if he was as light as a feather and sat him on the desk. Then he slid his hands down Tony's legs to his knees and pushed them apart so he could slip between them and get as close as he could. And never once did he break that kiss. Never once did he lose contact.

Tony never did know how to follow the rules, even when they were ones from his own mind. As he was moved without even the slightest hesitation from the younger man, he hummed his approval against plush lips. With Gladio where he was, Tony pushed his hips forward and met his roommates roughly. The friction made him groan. Tony wanted this man and wasn't shy about letting him know.

Another forceful press of hips and he had to break their kiss to moan. "Shit, Glads!" His hands slid down along his strong pecs and shoulders. He moved closer and leaned in to flick his tongue against a particularly plump nipple. He moved his head briefly to yank off his useless garment, before moving back in to wrap his lips around the nub and suck. As he teased Gladio's chest, one hand kept slowly sliding lower along chiseled abs and lower.

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If he'd known that sitting Tony on the desk would mean no more kisses then Gladio might have held off on doing that. But his friend was like a man possessed. He'd told him to focus but he hadn't realised that focus could be so quickly centered on him. On this...

Gladio groaned a second time, surprised when the sound was echoed by Tony. The way he rocked against him was maddening. But Tony was like a damn eel, he was all over the place and Gladio was having a hard time keeping up. Luckily it was hard to think with a warm mouth teasing his nipple. A hot, wet tongue and light suction soon had Gladio moaning deeply. It was almost enough to distract him from that questing hand. The one that was moving way too slow. So slow that Gladio just grabbed it and pushed Tony's hand down to cover the front of his pants and the growing length straining against the loose cotton fabric. His lips curved in a slow smirk. "Is that what you want, Tony?"

It was all happening so fast and yet not nearly fast enough. He felt like.. well, like he was in heat or some other desperate state. It wasn't his usual polished moves or skilled ways of achieving the greatest amount of pleasure to him or his partner. He just wanted Gladio.

He breathed a laugh against Gladio's chest and drew back. He nodded approvingly as his hand felt just how well endowed his roommate was. If the younger man knew what to do with that, this could lead to a very serious addiction problem. "Hmm, I'd say that is a very good start," he purred. He leaned forward and caught his friend's lips in another hungry kiss. He chased it with one- no two others before he could bare being parted long enough to speak again.

In a hushed tone, he shared, "My jeans are on the floor in my room and in the left pocket is everything we need. If you want this.. a handjob will not be enough this time, baby."

A good start, he says. Well Gladio couldn't really argue with that now could he. Whether he would have tried or not no one would ever know because before Gladio could reply, Tony was kissing him again. He met those kisses, met the heat, the hunger, the need within them with his own. And when Tony finally broke the kiss to speak Gladio was left breathing harder and struggling the focus on those whispered words.

If he wanted this... Now that was a stupid fucking question if ever there was one.

His hands dropped to slip under Tony's ass and he lifted him. "Hold on." Gladio's grin was more smirk. "Looks like we're relocating." And sure, maybe Tony could walk but Gladio didn't give a damn as he took him from that room, picking his way across he mess and out into the hall and down to Tony's bedroom and those jeans of his.

Tony found himself laughing again as he was scooped right off the desk. He mumbled a playful curse and held on. This was definitely something new! Neither Pepper nor Ignis could just hoist him up and carry him around like this! Only one had been Banner and that had been awkward! (Since he was green and giant at the time).

"Is this our new thing?" He asked with a grin as they went into the bedroom. "I could get used to this never having to walk this."

"I can easily just drop you on your ass, Stark." Gladio threatened, though there was no heat in the words. It was good to hear that laugh. A relief, even. The man he'd seen just before had been a man on the verge of losing his damn mind. But now... Now he was talking, laughing and smiling like that damn mark didn't have a hold of him any more.

Once they where in the room Gladio did consider just dropping Tony onto the bed, but decided against it when he bent forward and lowered the man onto the bed gently. "... Maybe it's just somethin I like to do?" And it got them where they needed to go faster. If he'd pulled away from Tony, who was to say he wouldn't have gotten a look at the room and felt that need to redecorate again?

Gladio lifted his hands and caught Tony's face between them and leaned in to press a kiss to his lips and grinned. "... Jeans, right?"

Some of the laughing might have been relief. He felt better and back in control. He didn't know how Gladio had done it, but he'd felt like he was slipping off a muddy cliff without anything to grab and now he was safe on solid footing. Not only but somewhere he could relax and have fun. The young man had a gift.

He wouldn't have minded being dropped, but the sweetness of being laid down warmed his heart. Some of the humor slipped away and Tony was solely focused on the man leaning over him. The kiss was along the same vein and Tony knew Gladio was changing the tone. They'd gone from a wild romp to something way more heartfelt. He should probably stop this or steer it back to something more light-hearted, but damned if he wasn't charmed.

"Hmm?" Jeans wh- "Yes! Ye-" He pointed and inwardly sighed when he saw the smear of chocolate on the carpet. The whole house was going to need carpet cleaning after this weather. However, no one cared about that!

"Do I get to pick your bouncer outfit for the bar?" He asked, with a smirk. "I promise, it'll be black."

One more kiss and Gladio pulled away to go and grab Tony's jeans. Only to pause halfway to them and glance back in confusion. "What?" Where the hell had that come from? They hadn't been talking about a bar or him being a bouncer. Was Tony actually high or something? The bears couldn't mess with his head that much could they?

Gladio scooped up the jeans and headed back to sit on the edge of the bed. "No, no you don't. I don't trust you not to pick somethin embarrassing."

Tony rolled his eyes. Wow.. he chuckled and shook his head.

"You're lucky you're so damn good looking because you are terrible flirting," he teased with a laugh. He held out his hand. "Hurry up and get that, the come lay down with me, Gladio. You're getting treated right."

He tugged on the other man's hand until he was beside Tony. Crawling closer and pressing right up against him, Tony caught his lips with a kiss. He reached up and ran his hand lightly along Gladio's cheek. "You don't have any idea how sexy you are, do you?" He asked, with a smirk. "The rugged good looks and scars.." He kissed along the scar on his cheek. "I see power. Strength. A survivor and those are very, very sexy."

He drew back a fraction so Gladio could see his smirk again. "The long hair helps too."

"That was flirting?" But he handed the pants over and as he did his hand was grabbed. Before he could protest, Tony had yanked him down onto the bed and he was being kissed. Okay, this was good. This was better. They where getting back on track and Gladio made a mental note to explain to Tony that his flirting needed some extra work.

Though he was getting closer with his flattery. While Tony was focusing on his face, Gladio's hands where on the others body, running along his sides and back, then down again to slip easily under the elastic of the back of Tony's underwear. Gladio slowly smiled as he reached down to grab the other man's ass within both of his large, warm hands.

"Scars and long hair turn you on, huh?" The male version of blonde with long legs, that was good to know. "What else?"

No, his flirting was fine! Gladio had just missed the tone completely. And it wasn't a yank, it was a lure. These young men.. sheesh.. if it wasn't for their skin, their asses, their libido, their stamina, their vigor, their enthusiasm, their daring, piss, and vigor, he'd have no use for them at all.

Tony grinned, glad Gladio was so eager to touch him. He didn't rush as Tony groaned softly. Those hands were amazing. He'd warned a hand job wouldn't be enough this time, but it had been a bit of a bluff. Some other time, he was going to need those on him again. He bet Gladio's pretty mouth would feel good too. "Large, strong hands. I'm pretty taken with the chestnut, honey colored eyes too. They're so honest and sweet like so much about you."

He leaned in and kissed the younger man and trailed along his jaw. He nipped lightly at his skin and turned his head this way and that to lightly tease the nerves with his beard. His voice lowered, deepening to almost a growl. "I've been jerking off to the thought that someday I would get to own that sweet ass of yours since we met. Tell me, has anyone had it before or will I be the first?"

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No, the flirting was rubbish! Bouncers clothes? Really? Come on, Tony! Up your game!

Gladio didn't really mind though, he had completely forgotten about it in favour of the way Tony groaned at his touch. He flexed his hands, a gentle but firm grip of his friends ass that pulled him closer. And then came the flattery again. He hadn't been asking for it, but it was weird to hear it. People didn't talk to him like that. Sure he got called 'handsome' from time to time. Compliments on his strength or size. Sometimes his hands. But his eyes? Pyra had complimented them. Now Tony. Was there something different about them here that people were picking up on, he wondered. Or was it just the type of person...?

"Flattery'll get you everywhere." He murmured before he was kissed, then he sighed as Tony's lips travelled away to his jaw. Gladio huffed a laugh at both the nip and the way Tony rubbed against him, nuzzling like a cat, tickling in a pleasant way. He grinned. He really liked it, more than he thought he would. When Tony spoke next, that tone did something to Gladio. He felt a shiver, felt his body respond to the tone, to the words. He'd thought of him that often? Even back on the train...? Gladio almost felt bad he hadn't. At least... maybe there had been once.

Gladio turned his head and caught Tony's lips in a deep, hungry kiss and then smirked against his lips. "You'd be the first. But you've thought of me that much, huh? Shame, no fun jerking off alone... Should've let me give you a hand."

Black and leather, how are you not getting this??? If you'd played along you would've heard more!! So your fault!

"It usually does," Tony teased back, though he was glad his bed partner was enjoying the praise. He meant what he was saying. He'd known only a few with such kind eyes and it was hard not to fall for them. He was honestly surprised Gladio didn't have women and men lining up at his door to be with him.

He nodded, affirming he'd fantasized about Gladio. He slowly drifted lower on his body and tugged his boxers down. He glanced up at the advice. "Think my boyfriend wouldn't have appreciated that." He was a faithful man, but his fantasies were his own. They were healthy and brought an appetite he could and did bring back to his partner repeatedly, especially since Ignis hadn't been as open as Pepper had.

Those thoughts quieted as the last of Gladio's clothes were tossed aside. He'd seen the man naked before and recently, but he still take a moment to appreciate with his eyes what was usually hidden. "You're a gorgeous man, baby.. and damn I'm going to enjoy that when you slip it to me some time." His hands ran up long, muscular legs and his nails dragged a bit over his thighs. "I like it rough and unexpected." He explained, easing down to kiss along sculpted ab muscles. He nipped just shy of too hard in one spot. "I like getting owned.. dominated, helplessly giving whatever my partner wants from me, bent over something and screaming."

He moved lower and lazily lapped his tongue along the long V muscle, teasing Gladio. He knew where the man wanted his mouth but not yet. "You're different. You are too sweet for that. You like being reminded how loved you are. Which.. you are. Loved." He nuzzled along the seam between leg and groin, a stretch of sensitive, pale skin that needed to be catered to. "You're like no other man I've ever met." Slightly a line, but not as much as Tony thought it was. Between Steve and Bucky, two men Tony greatly respected and also loved, Gladio shared some traits. He was loyal, handsome, strong, brave, and should have to wear assless chaps on a regular basis. However, he was also very unique and Tony found him fascinating. That part was no lie.

Gladio, while he might have flirted back home, had no desire (or time) for men or women to be lining up for him. He was the kind of guy who looked for someone special, not random flings and one-night-stands. What he liked was to talk to people. People with a personality. Strong women with minds of their own and didn't take crap from anyone. Who he would have a laugh with. Same with men. Though his experience with men extended to, well, to two people who he really couldn't be thinking about right then.

Instead he shifted his hips up to help Tony get his pants and underwear off, both tossed over the side of the bed to be dealt with later.

Gladio smirked and then laughed. It suddenly dawned on him right then that Tony planned on being on top this time around. He thought that would have made him feel nervous, but somehow he wasn't. He levered himself up to watch Tony, watch those hands and those lips, memorised where he kissed, how he kissed him. And he listened. Though it was hard to really pay attention when sharp teeth nipped at his skin and those warm lips moved lower.

'Too sweet for that'? Gladio laughed again. Was that what Tony thought of him?

"That's how you see me, huh?" He breathed, the hint of a moan in his voice. "Guess you're part right." He knew his size and he knew his own strength, he was mindful of that when with someone, at least until he learned how much they could take, how much they liked. And yes, he was a bit of a romantic. Was that so wrong? But he did file away Tony's words, what he liked, for later. It was good information to know.

Gladio sat all the way up then and reached down for Tony to pull him up. He cupped his cheek and leaned in to kiss. A brush of lips and then he leaned in for a deeper, more passionate kiss. His hand moved to cup the back of Tony's neck, brushing the short hairs at his nape. And then he smiled against those warm lips. "I'm loved, hm? You sayin that just to get in my pants?" Not that he'd needed to. Those had come off without the mention of love.

Tony wasn't just telling Gladio what he enjoyed. He actually liked the whole range from sweet and romantic to tied and being slapped (he wasn't admitting that one to Gladio). What he was doing, was seeing how his partner responded to hearing graphic talk. He saw the lust in the large man's eyes and the reaction down below. Unlike some of their flirting that had been more confusing than anything, this gave him a pretty strong indication that he'd be open for more.

He smiled at the question and he tilted his head up. There was a devilish gleam to his eyes, but he stopped teasing Gladio's skin briefly to nod. His roommate was a gentle giant with the largest part of him being his heart- though his cock came in a close second.

Tony moved willingly when he was reached for. He eagerly kissed him back, pleased the man responded so positively to his words. It was true, whether there was a romantic relationship here or not. Tony scooted more comfortably close when the kiss deepened, purposefully sitting so Gladio's cock was brushing against the seam between Tony's ass cheeks.

He chuckled at the inquiry. "Well, I do like to be thorough.." he kissed Gladio again. "Anyone with half a brain cell would be in love with that ass of yours. Are you ready to relax for me?"

Ah, of course. Pretty words and flattery. That made more sense than Tony actually loving him. And somehow that was better. It was easier to deal with when he knew where he stood and this told him exactly where that was. His smile became a grin as he let his hands travel down Tony's back to go back to grabbing his ass again.

"Suppose I am, since you asked so nicely." His tone was teasing, as where the lips that brushed across Tony's in the lightest of kisses. "How do you want me?" Gladio wasn't sure if his friend had a preference and he would be more than happy to pander to it if he did. It was kind of strange being on this side of things but he was eager to learn.

Gladio wouldn't be blamed for being confused. It had taken Ignis quite a while to learn some of Tony's deepest and truest feelings were spoken in midst a smokescreen of jokes, sarcasm, and distraction. It worked out well enough for their current purposes, as was clear when Gladio went back to groping him. Tony could've purred, enjoying the movement of hands and cock against his ass. It was almost enough to get him to roll over and spread his own legs.. but not quite. He'd been looking forward to claiming this sexy, young man to switch plans now.

After another kiss, he drew back. "Just as you are," Tony assured him. He moved lower, teasing the other man by letting his cock even brush over his tight hole- twice- before he settled between Gladio's legs. He guided his knees wider apart and kissed his stomach. He made a show of slicking up his hand rolling the lube between his fingers till it wasn't too cold. He continued further down and one hand wrapped around Gladio's cock to stroke and the other slipped very gently between muscled cheeks.

He kept the touch of his tongue and the touch of his finger to echo each other. A gentle lap with the tip of his tongue was joined by a light rub of his index finger over Gladio's puckered skin. When he took the head of his roommate's cock in his mouth and sucked, he slid very carefully one finger in to the first knuckle.

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