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 Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 12:26 pm
The elevator let out a ding and Bruce reluctangly pulled away, putting a finger to his bruised lips. “you want to dress me up now?” he said with a grin feeling his mission to knock tony’s arrogance down a peg had worked. He pulled Tony out of the elevator and into the penthouse with a grin ” got to be honest, i am a little bit excited”
Tony looked a little dazed and ruffled around the edges and he made to straighten his clothing a bit. "Dress-up. Right!" he proceeded into the suite and headed straight for the walk-in closet. He began pushing hangers around on their rods, searching for the outfit he had in mind.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 1:58 pm
bruce settled himself on the bed laying himself out with a satisfied grin on his face. well that was fun, he thought with a sigh. Wonder what tony is going to make me wear the wondered sliding his hands behind his head with a smile.
"Aha!" Tony declared, nabbing the mauve dress shirt off its hook. He grabbed a complimentary pair of grey slacks and a vest (knowing they should look great with Bruce's hair), then began searching through his abundance of ties. He would put one up against the outfit, consider it a moment, then toss it away when he didn't like it, resulting in scattering several willy-nilly until he'd decided on a very deep purple one that had swooping silver accents running across it. Finally he stooped to grab a pair of shoes that were a darker grey than the vest and slacks, but not quite black. He emerged from the closet with items in hand. "Alright! I warn you might be slightly over-dressed for the shawarma place, but I won't settle for my boyfriend looking anything less than fantastic."
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 2:40 pm
Bruce smiled “of course you would dress me up like a Barbie doll. ” he said tugging at the hem of his shirt And pulling it over his head. he extended his arms on either side of him and grinned “have at it” he laughed, “but I’m keeping my boxers on just so you’re clear.”
The innovator grinned and set everything down on the mattress so he could 'get to work'. He loved taking things apart and putting them back together, and that enjoyment blended over into his fashion sense. His dexterous fingers untied the laces on Bruce's shoes quickly, pulling the footwear off and setting them aside. He then popped the button on the younger man's pants and drew down the zipper to tug them off his legs. Tony hesitated however, at this stage in the process... Banner was sitting nearly naked on his bed and it was almost impossible to resist running his hands up and down the outsides and insides of his hairy thighs. 'After dinner. After dinner, after dinner,' he repeated in his head.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 2:59 pm
Bruce held in a sigh as he felt his Pants slide down his legs. This was new, new and exilerating. Dinner first Bruce, he reminded himself, this was your idea.
Tony promptly stood back up because if he stayed there too long he wasn't going to be able to resist the temptation. He grabbed the shirt and undid the buttons so he could pull it off the hanger. "Alright, on this goes," he said with a smile, holding out an armhole for Bruce to slip his hand into.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 7:01 pm
Bruce slid his hand into the sleeve laughing slightly at the idea of someone dressing him. “I like the color” he said slipping his arm into the second sleeve.
"Thought you might," Tony leaned in to quickly kiss the top of his head, "babe." He winked and resumed, buttoning Bruce's cuffs with expert speed (he was in and out of formalwear multiple times a day, all of that had to pay off sometime, right?). His buttoning slowed however, for those on the front of the shirt. He licked his damaged lip as he gradually concealed the furry torso behind the off-purple fabric.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 7:13 pm
Bruce extended a hand and touched tony’s mouth, “I- I didn’t do that did i? he asked fearing he had hurt the other man “because if I did I am so sorry.” he leaned forward and planted a kiss on tony’s injured mouth, “did i kiss it better?” he asked cheekily
Tony hummed, closing his eyes and really savoring the kiss. "Mm... I think it needs a little more... to be better," he baited, trying to disguise his smile and failing.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 7:40 pm
“I think I can manage that” he said with a grin, pressing his lips to tony’s again. Hands finding his hair twining his fingers trough it placing short sweet kisses on tonys mouth repeatedly. “I love you” He said punctuating each word with another kiss before pulling away and grinning. “all better?, Sweetie?” he asked with a grin on his face.
The billionaire ate the kisses up. "Getting there..." he murmured, pushing for more.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 8:04 pm
” I am never going to get finished getting dressed if i keep kissing you all night, Not that I’m not up for this some day but i believe we have a date to get to.” he said placing one last kiss on tony’s battered lips before pulling back and smirking, “and I don’t know about you, but i don’t really want to go to the Shawarma place without any pants on unless that’s one of your kinky things i want you to do” he said with a wink.
Tony chuckled with slight embarrassment. "No, it's not," he said, not letting on he'd been growing a little sentimental during all the kisses.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 8:39 pm
He smiled, “I love you but can I have my pants now?” he asked looking down at his bare legs. “I feel just a little, under dressed.”
Tony shot up and quickly snatched the pants. "Here you go," he chose to hand them off, feeling more than awkward now (which wasn't exactly a common Stark occurence). "It's just, I had such a hard time getting into your pants, I didn't want to leave," he joked and wow that had to be the worst joke he'd told all day, if not week.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 8:54 pm
“sweet heart, that was a horrible joke.” he said laughing, slipping one leg into his pants followed by the other. “dont worry, I still love you” he said buttoning his pants and leaning over to place a kiss on tony’s cheek.
"That's a relief," he said, but he honestly thought he'd never get tired of hearing those three words from Bruce's lips. "Shoes next?" he offered, holding them up.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 9:46 pm
Bruce flopped back down onto the bed taking the shoes into his hands and slipping them on. “am i all set yet?” he said with a grin “because i am getting really hungry.”
"Almost, almost!" Tony promised, taking things into his own hands again and looping the tie around Banner's collar. He flourished it into a fine knot and handed his partner the vest, the finishing touch. He stepped back, waiting for him to don it, planning on getting a good look at him with the entire ensemble.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 9:59 pm
Bruce slipped his arms trough the vest sleves pulling on the hem to straighten it he looked up at tony with a smile. ” so, how do i look.” he asked twirling around in a circle with a grin on his face.
"I've got a thousand adjectives, but I'll only say one: stunning." Tony grinned and stepped forward to wrap an arm around the other scientist's waist, drawing him close. "Seriously, I've out-done myself," he said, sparing no humility whatsoever.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:17 pm
” yeah, yeah sweetie its all you, it has nothing to do with my devilishly handsome looks.” he said with a grin, he laid a gentle kiss on tony’s lips. “my turn” he said with a smile making his way over to tony’s closet ignoring the pain in his stomach.
Tony was really, really, /really/ tempted to peek and spy on what Bruce was picking out for him, but instead he began disrobing from his current attire, slinging the articles over the foot of the bed to be dealt with later, humming a guitar riff from some metal song as he did so.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:40 pm
Bruce pulled out a bright red button up shirt and a grey pinstriped blazer. holding them against each other he grinned, it looked good. He dug trough the pants, finding the same colored slacks and finding a pair of shoes to match. He then began the impossible task of finding a tie within tony’s million of ties. he settled on a skinny tie that was the same off white color as the pinstripes in the blazer. He walked back into the room and set the clothing on the bed “be prepared to look attractive” he said with a grin, “not that you’re not extremely attractive just like that” his eyes swept over tony’s body appreciatively.
"Mrrrow," Tony made the noise while flexing his fingers like claws out in front of him. "Get a good eye-ful," he said as he picked up the shirt-- his /favorite/ color, what do you know? He slung it over his shoulders and pushed his hands through the cuffs. "We'll call it the appetizer," he grinned as he buttoned over his arc reactor, which still shone brightly through the silk-polyester mix.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:53 pm
Bruce flashed a smirk, “im pretty sure your mind gets dirtier every second.” he held out the blazer, wanting to keep tony in as little clothing as he could for as long as he could. “you know, you always look attractive in red, too bad you ruined my favorite shirt. though this one is a close second.”
"I could buy another seven," Tony offered, "same color, same brand. And wear them every day, just for you." He took the blazer but frowned somewhat, as pants always proceeded the jacket. His mind was obviously blown by the out-of-order procedure, which was to say yes, he was a little on the OCD side sometimes.
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