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 Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 9:53 pm
“i think i might enjoy that, yes” bruce said curious as tto how he could get a closer look to something that his eyes were allready so close to.
Tony smiled. "Give me your hand," he said, reaching out to take it. Carefully he positioned Bruce's fingers and thumb around the small device, keeping his chest very still. He pressed down on top of the physicist's hand and twisted about forty-five degrees until it clicked and popped up a couple centimeters out of the metal cavity.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 10:10 pm
oh god bruce thought, oh god oh god ooh god, he was holding tony’s life in his hands. if he ******** up he was dead. There was something so intimate about being trusted this much, something so scary but yet so fantastic, he wanted to put it back and never let tony ever trust him with it again but at the same time he never wanted to let it go. He stayed completely still, eyes locked on the arc reactor, Heart beating so fast he was sure tony could hear it.
"Well, go on..." Tony murmured, encouraging the other scientist to pull it slowly the rest of the way out so Bruce could hold it in the palm of his hand. His heart fluttered a bit in his chest, both as a result of its removal and watching Bruce be so damn careful with it. "It's surprisingly sturdy, don't worry," he chuckled.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 10:24 pm
“I-I Don’t want to break it, you’ve got to put it back in….” Bruce said staring at it taking in all the lines and crevices of the reactor. it really was beautiful, glowing in his hand he glanced up at the man below him propped up on his elbows, gaping hole in his chest. ” it feels like part of you is missing youve got to put it back, it feels wrong.” he said completly flustered
"Just hold onto it a little bit longer... I like it..." Tony requested, growing a touch breathless. For some reason he really liked the sense of connection it brought to have Bruce cradling the thing that kept him alive in his hands. He supposed it was a symptom of never particularly having anyone to trust with anything, let alone his very life.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 10:58 pm
Bruce was scared, he felt like he was going to break it but at the same time he liked it. He ran the pad of his thumb over the cold metal that surrounded the device. “I love you” he said placing another kiss right in the middle of the reactor before reaching up and placing it back into tony’s chest and twisting it back into place. “I love that you trust me with your life,” he said tracing a thumb over tony’s cheek ” and i trust you with mine too” he placed feather light kisses down tony’s neck sucking on the pulse point where he had left a bruise earlier. ” but i was really looking forward to the whole being ******** into the mattress thing.” he said before he bit down harshly on tony’s collar bone grinding their hips together attempting friction that he couldn’t get with the clothing they were wearing
The engineer took a deep breath as soon as the reactor was placed back in his chest, accustoming to its somewhat heavy presence inside him once again. He was lulled by Bruce's softness and whispers such that when he was bit, the contrast was more than startling, it gave him a literal rush of blood down to his groin. "Jesus, Bruce... come onto me a little harder, why don't you?" he teased, but he pushed at the physicist's hips, trying to get him to lift up enough so he could undo his pants.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 11:11 pm
“i could, if you wanted” Bruce said kissing down tony’s chest to his n****e and taking it in his mouth, running his tongue over it slowly once before biting down hard and running his tongue over it again. he let go switching to the other n****e, repeating the process and the dragged his mouth down to the bottom of tony’s arc reactor placing a gentle kiss on it he slid his body down so he was straddling tony’s knees, hands coming to rest at the buttons of tony’s pants.
He gave quite the yip when Bruce used his teeth against his sensitive nub, causing his back to arch off the mattress. The second bite was less unexpected, but it got him wriggling harder. "Now I can see why you prefered being on top..." he mumbled, fingers tensing against the bedsheets.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 11:23 pm
bruce laughed fumbeling with the button on the pants pushing it trough with a small pop, pulling down the zipper and shimmying down tony’s pants and then climbing back up the man’s body. ” beautiful” he said again grinning from ear to ear.
The billionaire seemed to completely ignore the compliment. "Not fair... what about you...?" Tony asked, stratching his fingernails at the slacks still present on the other scientist's legs.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 11:35 pm
Bruce sat there defiantly before falling over onto the bed “fix it” he said smirking mischeviously. He was done being in control, he had had his taste of that for a while and now he wanted to see what it felt like to be dominated by someone else.
Tony laughed at the words. "Maybe I should go get my tools from the lab?" he joked, before hurriedly sitting up. Now was his opportunity and he was /so/ going to take it. He undid the front of Bruce's pants with practiced quickness and took ahold of the waistband of both them and his underwear beneath. He slid them down with a little purr; after all, he'd seen dear Banner in the nude before, right after transformation, but he'd never made a habit of looking too /long/. But things were just a little bit different between them now, and Tony ran his fingers up the insides of the other man's thighs, against the fur there.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 11:48 pm
Bruce wasnt expecting it to go that quickly if he was being honest he had expected the pants to go and then the underwear. that was how things were suposed to go but leave it to tony to never do things halfway. he shuddered under the touch of the other mans fingers running up and down his thighs. oh god that felt good he thought.
"Like that?" Tony guessed, seeing the way Bruce went a little slack in response. He got down so he could kneel beside the bed, in between Bruce's legs, which would be a better position for his advancing plans anyhow. The innovator smiled as he kneeded his fingers along Bruce's thighs, massaging the errogenous zone with slow but firm touches.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 12:01 am
Bruce let out a sigh of air he didnt know he had been holding in. “its not so b-bad” he said slipping up on what he thought were going to be steady words. s**t he thought to himself why does he have to be so ******** good at this, why does it feel so dam good. Bruce suppressed a moan as tony’s fingers hit a sensitive spot. ******** he thought again, he was not going to make it out of this situation dignity intact.
"So by 'not so bad', I'm gonna guess something more along the lines of 'pretty damn awesome'," Tony grinned, continue to work his way further and further up Bruce's legs. He ducked his head between the younger scientist's legs and planted his lips against a thigh, letting his facial hair tickle the area.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 12:12 am
Bruce’s leg’s shifted towards tony;s face breathing in sharply. “no sweetheart i- i dont really know where you’re getting your dictionarys but not so bad, Uh- it- u-u- uh still means not so bad where im from” Bruce managed, breath growing more raged and short.
"So I guess there's still room for improvement then..." Tony murmured, letting the warmth of his breath ghost up Bruce's leg. He moved his nose a little higher and took a nibble of the soft flesh.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 12:30 am
“dear ******** lord tony dont you think forty years is long enough cut the ******** teasing” bruce hissed at the breath that he felt gliding over his skin. He was about ready to wrap his hand around his own d**k and take care of himself if tony just didnt get to it. All this teasing was not exactly what he signed up for.
"Says the guy who /made/ me take him to dinner," Tony pointed out, lifting his head up to give Bruce a cheeky grin. "But I'll log that one away in the files: minimal foreplay." He culminated his words by sitting up a bit straighter and opening his mouth, slipping the head of the physicist's c**k between his lips.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 12:42 am
“oh gods” Bruce moaned, thrusting his hips forward and snaking his hands into tonys hair pulling at it lightly not hard enough to even move it but lightly. whimpering softly under his breath. “Jesus ******** Christ tony”
Of all the things about giving head, what Tony disliked most was the inherent inability to talk. Seriously. It took away all his potentially good comebacks or witty remarks. He widened his jaw somewhat to accomodate more of the length thrust into his mouth and ran his tongue up the underside.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 12:51 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 12:29 pm
Bruce’s breath was coming out in ragged short bursts, fingers tightening into tony’s short hair as he felt the wet heat around him. he swore nothing could feel any better than this. “Ughhhhhhhhh” he groaned thrusting upward getting closer and closer to relese with each passing second. ” ******** tony im-“
Tony was thankful for the warning, it gave him the chance to take a deep breath in preparation. He shut his eyes as he let his head bob, squeezing the other man's thighs encouragingly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 4:55 pm
Bruce felt a rush of pleasure surge trough him, his mind went completly blank, for once he wasnt thinking. there wasnt even one voice in his head let alone two as he came hard down tonys throte. “oh god.” he rasped breath completly gone.
Tony made concentrated effort not to grimace as he swallowed, even though he was pretty sure Bruce wouldn't notice. After the fact, he lifted slowly, letting the softening member slip out from his lips, propping his elbows on the physicist's knees so he could beam at him. "So, on a scale of 1 to 10...?" he led in.
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