The wobble
Plot- Tony is home alone, he gets bored, short shorts and dancing ensues.
Pairing- Tony x Steve
Tony was bored out of his mind. And for about twenty minutes now, he had been laying across the couch watching 'Cartoon Network'.
"Why does the dog talk, and what kind of parent would allow their child to run around the woods with a sword?" He asked no one in particular as he stared at the screen with a raised eyebrow.
"It is a child's cartoon ,sir, it is meant to have an illogical plot line," JARVIS replied in a monotone voice.
"I wasn't asking you," Tony grumbled in an annoyed tone.
"My apologize sir,"
Tony sat there for a few more minutes in silence before finally snapping and throwing the remote at the wall.
"God there is nothing to do in this house!" He shouted standing to his feet. He then proceed to storm off to his room to find something to do.
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Steve was tired to say the least, but the thought of getting home to his boyfriend kept him going thru the day.
"I'm home!" He called as he walked thru the door setting his stuff down.
"Welcome back sir," JARVIS greeted him.
"Thank you JARVIS," Steve said taking his jacket off and laying it over his brief case, "Where's Tony?"
"In his room sir," JARVIS replied.
Steve smiled and made his way down the hall towards their room. And the sight he saw when he reached the room stopped him in his tracks instantly. A pop song was blaring thru out the room, which wasn't so unusual in its self; the thing that caught him of guard was the man dancing in the middle of the room. He was wearing a tight black wife beater and some 'very' tight short shorts.
"Wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble baby," Sang the man in the song as Tony swayed his hips in a small circle. His eyes were closed as he danced in the naughtiest way. Steve stood at the doorway gawking and slightly turned on. He stood there for what seemed like eternity, until finally the song ended.
"Thank you JARVIS, you can turn the music off now," Tony said completely oblivious to his audience.
"Um Tony?" Steve finally spoke up, causing Tony to jump in surprise before whipping around to stare at Steve with wide eyes.
"Holy shit babe, you scared the shit out of me," Tony breathed out his hand over his pounding heart. Steve would just stare taking in the view of Tony in short shorts. "Take a picture it'll last longer," Tony teased turning to walk to his dresser, swinging his hips seductively along the way.
Tony opened his dresser and started looking for some pants. He was a bit startled when a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist.
"No, keep them on, I like them," Steve whispered huskily into Tony's ear causing him to shiver. Tony twisted in his arms to face him with a teasing smirk.
"Well I guess I'm going to have to get bored more often," Tony said running his index finger down Steve's chest.
"I like the sound of that,"
END.