Tony ran his hands through Stephen's hair. Stephen stroked Tony's tongue as he let his hands slide down Stephen's neck, over his shoulders and then across his chest. He lifted up Stephen's sweater and ran his hands over his hips, getting the most delicious sigh in return. Stephen's hands wandered under Tony's henley.
Too much clothing, thought Tony. As if Stephen could hear his thoughts, he lifted up Tony's top and threw it to the side. Stephen enjoyed the view of Tony's chest, his gray eyes shining with desire. Tony smiled, it had been so long since a lover had looked at him like that, he pushed Stephen's sweater over his head and then went back to his mouth, biting his lower lip. Stephen moaned. Their breaths were quick and short. Stephen let his hands wander over Tony's arms and shoulders, played with the hair on his chest, traced the scars on Tony's chest with his fingertips. Tony was slightly startled. Stephen stopped to look at him, waiting for Tony's reaction. Tony simply nodded and Stephen resumed his caresses. Stephen's hands trembled slightly as he clumsily undid Tony's belt, and he cursed his disability. Tony noticed it, took the sorcerer's hands in his and kissed each of his fingers one by one, then opened his belt and first button himself before placing Stephen's hands back on his waistband.
And as Stephen slid his fingers into Tony's pants, Tony explored the sorcerer's bare skin with his hands, nibbled on Stephen's chin and placed hungry kisses along his neck and collarbone while he undid Stephen's belt. The man was really handsome. Thin, but firm and finely muscled.
They both took off their shoes and pants without talking. As soon as they were undressed, Stephen pushed Tony onto the bed. He wore tight black boxers that clearly molded his erection. Tony grabbed Stephen's firm buttocks and the sorcerer grunted with contentment in response. Tony eagerly pushed the black boxers down. Stephen's shaft was released. Tony thought to himself that everything was magic in the sorcerer, from size to shape, his cock was just pure beauty. Not to mention the fact that Stephen was already very hard. Tony started playing with the pre-cum on the head of the sorcerer's cock. Stephen moaned and Tony was enjoying the sounds, elated at being the one who made the sorcerer lose control, he who was always so restrained.
Tony was a chatterbox during sex. He liked to comment, encourage, tell what to do. Whereas, Stephen didn't seem the type to talk. However, it didn't stop Tony from clearly understanding what he wanted. Their communication in bed seemed as smooth as when they worked together or when they chatted together. Stephen continued to explore Tony's body. He nibbled his ear, kissed his temple, his jaw, his neck, shoulder, torso. He lingered longer, reveling in Tony's reactions. He made his hands follow the same path as his tongue. Then he slipped his hands into Tony's boxer shorts and the long fingers traveled gently from his buttocks to his balls before moving away again to Tony's frustration. But Stephen didn't stop there and quickly slid the red boxer shorts down Tony's legs. Finally, there was no more barrier between them. Tony grabbed again Stephen's buttocks and pressed the sorcerer against him. They began to rub against each other, their hard shafts sliding against each other.
Radiant heat began to spread through Tony's body. He felt beads of sweat roll off his forehead. Stephen's heat made his own body burn. Tony wrapped his legs around Stephen's legs, he stuck his nose into the sorcerer's neck and inhaled his scent for a long time, the scent he was becoming addicted to.
Stephen began to slowly push his hips. The heat in Tony's belly began to spread. His body was on fire. He could come like this. Just by the friction of their bodies and judging by Stephen's breathing it was the same for him. He pushed his hips in response.
"Tony..." Stephen breathed
"Do you like it?"
"You have no idea..."
"Really?" Tony replied, raising his head to look him in the eye and at the same time he wiggled his hips to show Stephen how he liked it.
And they continued their languorous dance, eye to eye, burning with the same desire. Stephen began to close his eyes to the rising pleasure, but Tony put his hand on his face and whispered, "I want you to look at me, I want us to look at each other when we come, together. Let me see you. Let me see the effect I have on you". Stephen had always been afraid of this kind of intimacy during sex. He was afraid he would become vulnerable and that he would lose control of his emotions. That once this door would be open, he would not be able to close it again. But it was Tony, Tony who had the same issues as he did, Tony who did not hesitate to give himself up in this way. So Stephen did what Tony asked him to do. He opened his eyes and let Tony let Tony see him.
And they continued to rub against each other, without hurry, savoring this communion, the pleasure that was slowly rising. As if he could feel it, whenever Stephen wanted to close his eyes and hide inside himself, Tony would put his hand on his cheek firmly and whisper, "Look at me...", caressing his cheek with his thumb.
Tony continued to look at him and was grateful for the trust and abandon that the sorcerer was showing. He knew what it cost, the inner struggle.
Stephen's hair was a mess and his eyes were fogged with desire. His lips opened, letting out silent moans, he looked simply beautiful to Tony. They continued to rub and push against each other. Tony kept eye contact and for Stephen it was like a fight with himself, but thanks to Tony's encouragement he felt he was able to let go, he kept his eye on Tony's as he felt the pleasure rise inside him until he came in an intense and earth shattering orgasm. Tony felt the warmth between their bodies. The expression on Stephen's face as he came was incredible. Tony had seen that moment when the sorcerer had let go and it had been overwhelming. His gaze at that moment had been so deep. Tony's heart was beating so hard that his chest was hurting like when he had the arc reactor. Stephen, the Sorcerer Supreme, the master of control, had allowed him to see him like that. Tony couldn't remember ever having felt something so exhilarating just at the sight of someone coming because of him. He was forced to get out of his thoughts because Stephen has put his hand on his hot cock and stroked it relentlessly, without letting go of his gaze, until he could no longer hold his orgasm. And Tony didn't look away. Stephen leaned over to kiss him. Tony's release came intensely and sucked all the energy out of him. Stephen deepened the kiss, let their tongues get tangled until they slowly separated, letting each other go and rolled onto their backs.
Stephen immediately took Tony's hand in his. Tony gently squeezed it back, not putting too much force so as not to hurt the sorcerer's hands. It was intimate, as if the two men didn't want to be separated more than 1 second. Neither of them pretended to let go of the other's hand. They lay there like this until their breathing calmed down. Tony was about to fall asleep.
"I'm going to take a shower and leave," Stephen said, taking his hand away.
"Mmm you can shower and stay," Tony mumbled. Stephen looked at him in amazement, Tony looked beautiful in whatever he was wearing. But there, naked, the sheets around his waist, almost asleep, it was almost unbearable to the eyes.
"Don't fall asleep. I'll be back soon."
Stephen went to the bathroom. It was as luxurious and beautiful as the rest of the apartment. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was almost shocked to see himself like that. Completely relaxed and looking happy. He took a shower and then rummaged around he found a towel that he put around his waist, and walked out of the bathroom.
"I'm done. You're good to go."
Receiving no response, he approached the bed and bent over. Tony had fallen asleep in the same position he had left him.
"Tony, wake up".
Tony straightened up and looked at him, confusion in his eyes.
"What? Should I put on the armor? FRIDAY- "
Stephen sympathised and blamed himself for scaring Tony like that. He sat down on the bed next to him, put his hand in his hair and gently stroked him.
"No no Tony, it's all right, but you should take a shower before you fall asleep, otherwise you won't be comfortable waking up tomorrow.
"Ah, thank you," replied Tony. He reached for Stephen's hand on his head and kissed it delicately. Then he got up and walked to the bathroom.
Stephen got into bed and followed him with his eyes, because seeing Tony Stark walk naked and from behind was a sight to behold.
He heard the water in the shower and thought about the last time he had slept with someone. It had been so long that he couldn't even remember it. He set his phone to a decent time to get back to the Sanctum.
When Tony came out of the bathroom, naked, Stephen thought that there was no harm in enjoying the show from the front, if Tony didn't want to be seen, he would have covered himself. Tony came to lie next to him, or rather against him, turning his back slightly. Stephen thought that he was no longer within one intimate gesture and turned completely against Tony. He tangled their legs and put his hand on the engineer's belly.
"Hmm," Tony made an appreciative groan as he put his hand on Stephen's and stroked gently Stephen's fingers. "FRIDAY, turn off the lights."
With his other hand, Stephen pulled the blanket, covered them both and whispered into Tony's neck, "Good night, Tony."
"Good night, Stephen." Tony replied, snuggling closer to Stephen. "Don't leave without saying goodbye, please."
Stephen tightened his embrace, put a delicate kiss on Tony's neck and answered with a breath.
"I won't."
A buzzing sound brought Stephen out of his sleep. He fumbled his way to the phone and with his eyes half open, he saw that it wasn't an alarm clock but a call.
On the screen it said 'Wong'
"Shit," grunted Stephen before picking up the phone. "Stephen", his voice was hoarse. He felt Tony stretching against him. Wong spoke so loudly that Stephen had to move the phone away from his ear.
"Stephen!" Wong continued without waiting for an answer: "Where are you? You haven't forgotten that you have a training session with the new recruits? You need to check the protection spells from the sanctuaries in Hong Kong and Paris. Make your report of the month to the board and..." Wong talked without a break, leaving Stephen no time to say anything.
"Mmm. "Stephen mumbled only in response.
"Hurry up, we shouldn't waste time," Wong added.
"Give me time to wake up and have breakfast, Wong. I'm exhausted."
"Where are you?" Wong asked in surprise.
"At Stark's." There was a silence on the other end of the phone. Stephen could almost feel how stunned Wong was. Tony, who hadn't missed anything in the conversation, held back his own laughter while he was amazed at the sorcerer's direct answer.
Wong resumed. "You mean Stark as in Tony Stark?
"You know others?" Stephen retorted, his eyes still closed and his hand on his forehead.
"Okayyy. Stop, I don't want to know anything. Or rather, I want to know everything, but later."
"Please give me two hours. I'll be on time for training and as for the other tasks I'll see as I go."
"I'll take care of Hong Kong, but in compensation you'll take my place at the next training session."
"Thank you, Wong. I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Bullshit probably. See you later."
Stephen hung up and put the phone back on the bedside table. He sighed, turned to Tony, but had his eyes closed.
"Maybe I should go."
Now it was Tony's turn to sigh. "You still have two hours, you can also have breakfast here."
"I have to change before work."
"Is that so difficult for Mister I Move Faster Than My Shadow Thanks To A Portal?"
"Mmm," Stephen chuckled.
"Go back to sleep for an hour, I'll make breakfast, I'll come and wake you up, you'll change right away with help of your portal and you'll still have time to have breakfast here with me."
"I like it when you're bossy like that" answered Stephen in a yawn. Tony didn't answer and simply stroked his hair hypnotically. Seconds later, his breath was steady.
When Tony came to wake him up 45 minutes later, Stephen was still asleep. Lying on his stomach, he looked peaceful.
Tony had a hard time believing thet it was this man in his bed. Last night had been so amazing, intense and intimate.
"Are you watching me? "Stephen must have sensed his presence and woke up. He looked at him with a sleepy smile.
"When a show like this is offered for free, you can't blame me."
Tony noticed with delight the tiny redness spreading on the sorcerer's cheeks.
"What show?"
"If you don't know that's your problem. I know what I see."
"I'm going to go get changed so I have time for breakfast-" Stephen stopped in the middle of his sentence, because Tony had lifted up the blanket and was hungrily staring at his half-hard cock. Then he raised his head, and looking Stephen in the eyes he said, with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, "I can't let my guest go without him being completely satisfied."
Then he straddled him and leaned over to kiss him. The two men still naked, their erections were painfully pressed together. Tony started moving his hips, rubbing their dicks together and Stephen threw his legs around Tony's waist. They kissed deeply and eagerly. Tony accelerated his movements. Stephen grabbed his buttocks, pressed their bodies together even more and felt his own orgasm rise. He broke off the kiss and placed his forehead on Tony's forehead. He felt Tony's cock move between their bellies and his intense eyes were locked with his own, just like last night. The smell of Tony made his head spin and his skin was burning against his own. Stephen closed his eyes and came. Fast but so intense. "Open your eyes," Tony whispered. Since last night, Stephen felt a compulsion to obey Tony's requests. Grabbing Tony's buttocks, he encouraged him to keep pushing. Then he felt Tony's warmth spread over his belly.
Once their breathing returned to normal, Tony smiled, before getting up to clean in the shower. It took him just a minute.
"Actually, I just came to tell you that breakfast was ready," Tony said with a smirk.
"I'll be there in five minutes."
Stephen picked up his phone, sent a message to Wong and told him that he would be a little late...again. He went to take a quick shower and opened a portal in his room, put on the multiples layers from his Sorcerer outfit in a hurry and went straight back to Tony's kitchen.
"Way too much clothing for my taste," said Tony when he saw him appear,"Would you like some coffee?"
"I prefer tea."
"Tea for Mr. Wizard."
Like all their interactions since they met, everything was natural, like they had been together for years and not hours. They began to have breakfast in silence, both of them still tired until they were enough awake to chat with their usual ease.
"Well, I really have to go, though I'd rather stay here," began Stephen as he got up. He continued "So... it was nice." Tony noticed his hesitation and nodded, before answering, "Just nice?"
"Actually, I don't have a word for it Tony. Honestly, I haven't experienced anything like this in a long time, if ever."
"And so... " Tony wrung his hands and Stephen saw that Tony was going experiencing the same insecurity.
"Where do we go from here?" His tone seemed relaxed but Stephen heard the insecurity in his voice, loud and clear.
"Tony, I want us to be honest with each other, of course I want to do it again and more, but not just what's going on in the bedroom, I want to share more with you. I feel like what's between us," Stephen made a hand gesture showing the space between them, "could be something special and I want us to take the time to explore it. But what's important is to be honest with each other. What's important to know, Tony, is that we have time."
Tony read sincerity on the man's face. Stephen wasn't lying, he saw it and Tony felt a warmth that he hadn't felt in a long time. "It sounds good," he said as he looked at Stephen smiling. Stephen returned that smile, relieved with Tony's response.
"I really must go now. How about spending some time at my house tonight, no special purpose, just to spend some time together."
"At the Sanctum? With all the other wizards?!"
"The advantage of being the Sorcerer Supreme is that I have my own suite at the Sanctum, so just you and me."
"All right."
"If you agree, I'll pick you up by portal."
"I don't have very good experience with portals, my last experience was a near death one, the usual...but I trust you so I will try again."
Stephen didn't take that mark of trust lightly. He leaned over and kissed Tony's lips and simply said, "Thank you."
He began the gestures to open a gate. "Have a nice day, Tony." Then he went through the gate and turned back to see Tony one last time. He couldn't resist taking a step out of the portal, kissing him one last time and stepping back.
As the portal closed, he saw Tony smiling and heard him saying, "Have a nice day."