No-One But You (The Mystic Consultant) - Part 2

Chapter 98: Another Sunset (Part 8)

NOTE: Slightly graphic chapter. * enjoy!

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OOohhh… Steve Rogers was definitely a quiet storm. That storm was brewing allllll the way back to Brooklyn, and the blonde couldn't hold in his anger as soon as he received an "update" from Ezekiel Stane.

Tony could tell the "job" in Milwaukee was done by the way Steve Rogers took his jacket off by the door. The blonde immediately threw that jacket against the nearest wall... after he opened up a package of information. The blonde was SOoooo PISSED, and for Tony, seeing him like that was a new experience. Steve never went around throwing things, so…

Of course he apologized right away for doing that. Steve admitted that he was upset, and that he needed to think. The blonde planned to run until his legs fell off, or whatever. Tony just quietly removed his own jacket, and he picked Steve's up from off the floor. They hadn't said a word about the vote, and Tony didn't plan to.

The whole thing was chalked up to being a NO DISCUSSION NECESSARY type of situation, and Tony was good with that. They were already taking things slow and steady there at the apartment, so Tony was in no rush to begin a conversation. Steve went to their bedroom, and the brunette assumed he was changing into some clothes to go run out all of his negative thoughts.

That, or Steve Rogers was going to head back to the S.H.I.E.L.D. facility, and annihilate a shit ton of sand bags. Tony was good with all of it, and he didn't plan to say a word in that moment. He voted in favor of Ezekiel having his own division for very specific reasons, and the brunette was NOT going to explain himself or justify the way things turned out.

"I didn't want this for him. This is the exact opposite of what I wanted.."

Steve said something more when he re-entered the living room, and yes, the blonde was already dressed as if he was going to go out and run for a year. Tony watched his hands as he sat down on the couch. Steve was putting on his running shoes, but the man was also skimming over what was sent to him from the bloodbath.

It felt like a checkmate, so Steve was LIVID…

He forced every single screen to close in front of him. Steve cast all of that shit out of his face, and Tony just stood there. He looked around the apartment for a short while. Tony did some thinking about what the blondie boy just said. The impulse to challenge him struck Tony's soul first. He glanced over at Steve as he thought some more, then he crossed over their shared space.

"What's he supposed to do out there Steve, join the Boy Scouts?"

Re-wiring his father's psycho business and sending the current of EVIL back to the source was the only way. Well, Tony couldn't think of any other way for them to sink their teeth into something as vast and discreet as the Black Market. That was Ezekiel's playground, so let the man play. They both knew what was in his heart and soul right there at that moment, so…

Steve finished tying his left shoe when he heard Tony speak. What he heard didn't help his mood at all, so the blonde slowly glanced up in his direction. His jaw tightened up, and that anger strengthened. Steve was resisting the urge to say something back. Tony could tell. The brunette was resisting an impulse as well…

He wanted to just let Steve Rogers go. GO FAR, and do his thing… Tony took an inner bet that blondie would run all around the entire East coastline if he had too. That would have been one way for him to get all that anger out, and Tony was fighting with himself to let him do that. Another side of him wanted that anger to smooth over in another way, which meant the blonde was staying put.

Choices. Tony's mind settled on one of those choices, so he stepped in a little closer to that yummy summer blonde.

"Don't FUCK with me right now, Tony."

Wow. Language, once again. Tony had to smirk about the outburst, because Steve Rogers wasn't getting the hint. He looked up at Tony a couple times, and it wasn't registering with Steve at all that he wasn't going to be leaving. Tony made his choice, so he touched Steve's face and he forced him to stop fussing around with his stupid shoe.

Steve wasn't expecting a kiss between them, but the blonde gave a sharp exhale and he let Tony move in on his space. The kiss was rough, and welcomed. Everything Steve started doing with his hands after that was leaning more on the side of rough, so he forced himself to stop. He pushed Tony back from his lips after that, and some of that anger revealed itself again.

"Tony WHAT are you doing?"

"I want you to work your stress out, on me.."

Steve wasn't leaving. Tony planned to make sure of that, so in a way he was pinning him down there on that couch. The brunette was all over him, just like he was all over him the night before. They took the slow road the night before, so Tony wasn't finished. He wanted to be "sexualized" all over their living room, just like before, so get moving sunshine. He wanted that blonde right then and there, so Tony started making it obvious.

He needed Steve tochill outas well, and Tony planned to help him accomplish that. He didn't have to go run around, or throw shit. They could work it out right there in the living room, and Steve definitely caught the drift after that. His body had tensed up quite a bit when Tony first started toying with him, or whatever it was the brunette just had to do…

Then, Tony confessed what he wanted, and Steve….

He kept looking up at Tony for a while, then his feisty brunette moved in on him once again. Those warm lips filled in over his, and Steve's tension began to soften up. They were just intimate with one another a short while ago. Steve had his way with Tony, all night, and then some... but Tony Stark was a greedy man. Steve always knew it, and the notion crossed his mind again in that moment.

Suddenly, the blonde was being stripped, and he was speechless. Tony removed that effing hoodie, and the yummy t-shirt that was hiding Steve's sexy skin. The brunette unbuttoned his own pants after a sec. He had too, because removing Steve's clothes was a turn on. The blonde looked down at Tony's waist, then he helped him.

The "Tiger Striped Cat" sat up a bit taller after Steve helped him open his pants. That gave the blonde a bit more room to explore the person in front of him, cuz that was research. Right? The brunette was straddling him in that moment, and pinning Steve's sexy hips there too. Those blonde cheeks of his were getting all flushed and flustered up, so a smile from Tony spread into a pleasured grin.

"You make me so mad sometimes, I can't stand it."

Oh yeah? Tony kept on smiling, and he started kissing a trail up to the bottom of Steve's left ear. That bashful blush was spreading down that honey blonde face too, so Tony kept it going. Now, for fun and just for kicks… Tony behaved like a "kitty kitty," and he began to run the point of his tongue along the edge of Steve's skin.

The warmth from Steve's face quickly spread down his throat and all over that yummy chest. Tony felt all the heat roaming downward, just as Steve's body started moving upward. Tony also thought it was friggen adorable when Steve Rogers got all angry, snarky and demanding. All of that got Tony extra worked up in that moment, so he rose to his feet and removed his clothing. Steve stopped everything when Tony did that right in front of him. He even stopped breathing, and watched. Tony removed everything that covered his burning hot skin, then he let it all fall to the ground.

The blonde took a long while to do something, or to even take a breath. He actually gasped when Tony moved in on him again, because the focus suddenly went to Steve's thighs. Tony was on his knees at that point, rubbing on the bulge he found there with both of his hands. Steve's cock was springing up. Thick, yummy, ready, and friggen rock hard.

Another gasp was heard out of Steve, and it was caused by Tony's attention and all the pressure heading to his groin. Those hips started sinking into the couch, and Steve wanted Tony back on top of him immediately. He needed the outlet for all that pleasure, and anger… right then and there. But, Tony only got rid of his jogging pants. He was about to take Steve's cock into his mouth too, but suddenly the brunette was roughly pulled upward.

Whoa.. Tony felt a head-rush as he was pulled up. Whoa whoaa he felt a bit dizzy when the blonde started kissing him once again. Hey, that swollen cock was ready to go, so Tony used his fingers to continue toying with him. Those hands were working Steve over, and Tony had his eyes closed as he started stroking him.

They both were very into the kiss. Full of love, passion, pleasure, and the need to friggen fuck. The kiss between them wouldn't stop, until Steve suddenly made it stop. He had to look at Tony's face, because that brunette was doing soooo many things to his mind, body and soul.

Steve Rogers felt far more than obsessed, so he told him. Honesty was the best policy, right? So, Tony heard him say that he was obsessed with him, he wanted him all for himself, and that he didn't want to stop. The notion of not stopping was something to ponder, but Tony was good with it. His hands were still working Steve, and he confessed that he felt the same way.

Obsession between them was an understatement, but Tony didn't know of a word that could top it.

Chapter: END

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