Characters: Tony and Steve.
Rating: T
Superhusbands
Steve's eyes fluttered open as soft kisses were pressed to his lips and neck. He sighed contently, his hand moving to his husbands hair, wrapping fingers around the messy locks.
"Tony," the blonde man breathed. He was met by the soft shhing from the dark haired man, whose hands an lips were occupied on various parts of his body.
Steve moaned slightly as Tony bit at his collarbone, promising a bruise by the late afternoon. Smooth, skilled hands were feather light as the ran over the muscles of the blonde man's body, every so often blunt nails would scratch. He moaned Tony's name before lips pressed to his again.
"G'morning, Captain."
Steve opened his eyes, pupils blown from lust and sleep, pushing the blue to a thin line.
"Morning."
Another kiss.
"You can sleep in some more. I have things to do."
The blonde man wrapped long arms around Tony's waist, pulling him closer.
"But you feel so nice and warm."
Tony chuckled and pressed a kiss to his husbands's temple. "I'll be back."
The Captain closed his eyes again and with reluctance, let the dark haired man go. He heard the familiar slap of bare feet on hard wood accompanied by the opening and closing of the creaky door. He thought of his husband, of the past year they shared as married, and of the months before then. His lids drifted lower and lower.
The next thing he realized Tony was kissing him awake again. "I'm going to start expecting that." his lips curved into a sleepy smile.
When he heard the clinking of dishes, he opened his eyes.
"Tony?" Steve asked before his attention turned to the lavish breakfast sitting on a tray in the middle of the bed.
"Happy Anniversary, Steve." Tony kissed his husband for the millionth time that day before handing him a cup of coffee.
"Happy Anniversary, Stark."