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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.

Gladio nodded, accepting that. However Tony wanted him was fine. And as Tony moved low, Gladio eased himself back down onto the bed and reached behind him to sort the pillows out. Hey, this was his first time, he wanted to be comfortable!

For the most part, what happened next wasn't new to him, he'd had his dick sucked before. That was something he was rather looking forward to. Tony was an amazing kisser, he wondered if that mouth was good at other things as well... So Gladio spread his legs, let the other man get comfortable between them and watched as kisses where dropped upon his stomach. When a warm hand wrapped around his length, the Shield groaned and closed his eyes for a brief moment, though they soon flashed open when he felt Tony's finger. Okay, this was the new part and it was kind of strange.

You'd think Gladio might have tried this on his own over the years, but he really hadn't. He was starting to wish maybe he had. The tongue, and then the mouth that wrapped around him, pulled a gasp of pleasure from Gladio and then a breathless laugh. It was a trick he'd used himself and to have it used on him was funny as all hell. But it also meant he was waiting for the feel of that finger pressing into him. He did his best to relax, laughing seemed to help. The softly muttered 'fuck' also went a long way to helping, too.

Tony would like to think that yes, after all his experience he was just as good at pleasuring someone with his mouth as he was with other parts of him. He talked enough for his tongue to be a very strong muscle in his body, after all.

The older man's dark eyes glanced upward at the laugh. He chuckled, glad his partner approved of the trick (though he didn't realize he also used this very same one- it was a classic!). He took more of Gladio's length in and twisted his hand as he stroked him. He left his finger still for a few as he helped get Gladio worked up and distracted. When he felt his roommate had relaxed enough, he very slowly pressed his finger in to the next knuckle and then all of it.

Using his thumb, he massaged the sensitive skin around the opening and along the span of skin between his anus and balls. He worked his finger almost fully out of Gladio's body before gliding it right back in. At this point, he lifted his head briefly to see the young man's reaction. "Doing okay?" He asked. If Gladio told him to go any slower, he might have to jump in front of a bus, but he'd do it. It was sexy to watch the muscular body move and respond.

A large hand dropped down to bury within thick, dark hair as Tony worked his shaft. When that finger inside of him moved though, Gladio's thoughts of laughing fled at the strange sensation. Okay, he wasn't entirely sure he was on board with this. At least in that brief moment, before Tony began massaging other parts that did feel good.

He remembered to breathe then, in time to hear Tony's question.

"It's... new." That was the best word he could think to use. Not awful but he didn't feel like writhing around like Prompto used to. Maybe he wasn't quite built for that? He wondered how Tony would react to the same thing. Whatever the case, while he knew rushing through this part, especially for a first time, was bad... he couldn't help the slight impatience that entered his voice when he continued. "Just keep going. I can take it."

Tony nodded, knowingly. "Just relax and trust me, baby. It'll feel good, but might be uncomfortable first." He leaned down and kissed the head of Gladio's cock. "If you really don't like it, that's okay too. I won't let that spoil any of our fun."

It might a tiny bit since Tony had a fantasy to fulfill, but Gladio was way more important than his fantasy. To help prove his point, he went back to pleasuring the younger man, taking him deeper and deeper. Just when Tony stretched his own throat so his lips were flat against the Shield's base, he slid another finger inside him.

It wasn't that he didn't like it, it was that it was clearly an acquired taste that he'd yet to fully acquire. But that paled in comparison to the fact that Tony was able to take the whole of his damn cock. Gladio's moan was loud as he grabbed at the sheet with his free hand and the hand within Tony's hair clenched and gripped, pulling a little since there was no way he was going to answer the call of his hips and thrust!

"Fuck!" Another first. It was enough to short Gladio's brain enough to near miss the way Tony sneakily pressed a second finger into him.

Tony held that position as long as he could, but it had been a while since he'd done that particular move with anyone of Gladio's size. He drew back and coughed, knowing and not caring that he was trashing his pipes. He didn't wait too long before he was going down again, taking that length like the male slut he was right now for Gladio. He didn't last as long before he was pulling off again and catching his breath.

All the while, his fingers had slowly been moving. It was a gentle, easy pace with his thumb touching his skin. However, after that second time, Tony picked up the pace and started pumping his hand with more force.

His hand loosened when Tony pulled off of him the first time and he was so close to just sitting up and stopping Tony to find out if he was okay, after hearing him cough. But before he could even think to put actions to his thoughts, Tony had dropped again and once more had him in his mouth and Gladio... was at a loss. He was just enough out of his element to keep him off balance. Just enough that distractions came easy.

And then he did move, he was helpless against it, his hips rolled, bucked up but also pushed down on the fingers that where moving within him at a much faster pace now. Gladio's breath had quickened with it, he was holding on by a thread as it was.

Another gasping curse and then Gladio's free hand reached for Tony's shoulder. "Dammit, if you keep that up... I'll come before you even get in me." And as fun as that would be, his refractory period was not as instantaneous as porn would have a person believe. But if Tony didn't mind waiting...

Gladio had in a way figured out exactly what Tony was doing. He was trying to keep him off guard and unable to do anything besides react to what his body naturally wanted to do. He'd figured out by now that Gladio very rarely let down his guard. He never relaxed fully or gave up control completely. Tony wanted him to do just that. He wanted to take the power and the decision making away from the young man, not to be an ass but to give the sweet fool a break. Gladio deserved a chance to be taken care of and have his needs anticipated.

So with that goal in mind, Tony felt the jolt of victory when Gladio couldn't keep his hips from moving. By how his hips were moving, the more experienced man could read he was well on his way to acquiring this particular taste.

When Tony spoke, his voice was deep and full of gravel, "Want me to keep stretching you or can you handle some ache in the morning?" His own body was practically screaming with need. He pressed his hips into the mattress, but he needed more. He needed the tight heat his fingers were experiencing. However, he didn't want to hurt the other man. Stretch him a little, okay, but not really hurt him.

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