It was past midday already. Steve was standing near the kitchen counter, sipping some tea, looking at the clock. It was getting late and still no sign of Tony. He was still asleep. He knew that his boyfriend was working up late again, but he usually got up before noon. Steve was thinking if he should let him sleep some more. If he let him, the brunet will again stay late in his workshop. If he wakes him up, he will have to deal with cranky Tony for the rest of the day. He put the cup down and sighed. It will be a delicate mission.
Steve entered the bedroom. It was bright, as he always pulled the blinds up after waking up. He looked at the bed. Tony was lying on his side, hugging the pillow. The covers were pulled down to his waist, showing naked torso. When Steve got up, Tony was on his back and he tucked him in. But Tony fidgeted all over the place during sleep, trying to take over Steve's space. Luckily, he didn't mind it. Steve smiled a bit looking at Tony. His mouth was slightly open, his breathing slow and relaxed. He slipped under the covers, wrapping his arms around Tony's waist, snuggling to his back.
"Tony, wake up, babe," he said in a low whisper, kissing with soft lips Tony's shoulder. Tony just shifted lightly. "Come on, it's getting late," Steve tried again, trailing his lips along Tony's collarbone. Slowly, until he reached the side of his neck, and kissed the skin there, so very softly. Tony mumbled something in response, half awake, half asleep. "Wake up, babe" Steve murmured, nuzzling his neck, moving higher and planting a tender kiss just below his ear. Tony groaned.
"Later.." he mumbled.
"Now, Tony" Steve didn't plan to give up and now was gently nuzzling his ear. Tony gasped a bit, not being sure if he likes it or not. The blonde kissed his earlobe, sending a shiver down his spine as he felt Steve's warm breath. "Come on, Tony" he repeated, lifting one of his hands to caress his hair line, next to entangle his fingers in his dark hair to stroke them gently. Tony exhaled a contented sigh, which told Steve how much he enjoys it. With his other hand, still placed around Tony's waits, he started to draw some imaginary spirals on the skin. The brunet arched with a soft groan escaping in the back of his throat.
"Steevee.." he moaned, turning on his back in Steve's arms. Slowly he opened his eyes, and turn his head to the side to look at him.
"Hi there," Steve smiled gently. Tony was looking at him for a moment with a sleepy face. Then he breathed deeply, getting closer to the blonde, placing his head under Steve's chin, snuggling to his chest.
"Tony, don't fall back to sleep," Steve whispered, skimming the curve of Tony's hip with his fingertips for a while, next brushing them along his side. Tony shuddered, letting out a suppressed yelp.
"More," he demanded in low voice into Steve's neck.
"What?"
"More. I like it. Please," Tony asked, nuzzling his face into Steve's neck. The blonde smiled hearing that. It didn't go exactly as he planned, but he was happy to oblige.