Meet and Greet: Heart in a Knot verse

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Friday night. Tony had actually dressed for the event - with Pepper overseeing him the entire day - and had arrived on time. With Pepper on his arm. She wasn't taking any chances. The building was lit up, STARK emblazoned on the side in brilliant white light that was like a beacon. It was bright. It was gaudy.

He loved it.

Wine was being served but nothing harder, Pepper insisting they not ruin another home. Not yet.

So it was, at about eight, Tony was lurking by the door, waiting until he could get a real drink without Pepper keeping him corraled. Yep, that's right. Jarvis was on her side tonight, notifying her when he tried to leave the public floor of the party.

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Arthur watched Tony as he looked him over slowly and couldn't help licking his lips lightly. He was into women. Womanizer. Playboy. It just wouldn't work. "No, not typically," he said, honestly, clearing his throat a little. Mallorie and Dom were different, of course. They knew him. Knew how he was and what have you. But for the average person, no -- people usually weren't at ease. He chuckled and sent him a wry smirk. "And what if that's exactly what I was going for?"

Arthur nodded, understanding that. There were things he kept from Mallorie as well, no matter how much he adored her and loved their friendship. Sometimes, you just had to keep some things to yourself. "Whatever I may or may not find out stays between us and that's it."

"So, afternoon then?" Arthur was usually up early in the morning anyway to go running so it didn't bother him much, if at all.

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Tony caught that flicker of tongue and it surprised him. He honestly hadn't expected him to be even curious, though maybe he should have. Was that why Mallorie had recommended him? No, he had to be the best, but that didn't mean she didn't know of proclivities they both have. She knew of his own after all.

Taking a chance, Tony took the flask and a deep drink before setting it on the desk. He moved in to stand toe to toe with Arthur. "It isn't intimidation I'm feeling," he said, figuring the worst thing that happened was he was wrong and he could blame it off on alcohol and a test. Something. Anything.

"I'll take your word about staying between us," he said, his hand moving suddenly, cupping the back of the point man's neck and pulling him in for a kiss. It was hard and sudden, tasting of scotch.

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If Arthur hadn't wanted it and hadn't wanted Tony Stark's attentions, he would have pushed him away or broken his arm. He was properly trained in self defense after all. But instead, when Tony stood toe to toe with him and cupped the back of his neck, bringing him in for a hard kiss, Arthur went with it and returned his hard kiss.

That. Minx. Did she know that this would happen? Could happen? But no, he was the best at what he did. He could militarize Tony's mind better than anyone he knew. Still, she could have told him that Tony may or may not have been interested in men. Instead, she didn't and here he was with his lips on Tony's and tasting the lingering taste of scotch on his lips. He groaned low and cupped the back of Tony's neck in return.

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That groan was all the encouragement Tony needed. His hand slid down further, jerking Arthur flush to him. That was all it took. He hadn't been with a man in so long and he had nearly forgotten how much he liked the feel. The sensation of a body without curves, the brush of stubble on stubble.

Pushing him back against the desk, head canting to deepen the kiss.

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Arthur made a soft sound when he was pulled flush against the hard body and moved his other hand to Tony's shoulder. Shit, this was not what he had expected when he came here tonight. There were a crowd of people just yards from where they were. Even knowing that and realizing that, Arthur couldn't bring himself to pull away from the kiss to deny themselves this.

Instead, he backed up against the desk and deepened the kiss further. His lips felt bruised and the skin around them would undoubtedly be pink from the brush of Tony's stubble and mustache.

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Stark wasn't thinking about the people on the other side of the door, though if he did it would definitely just do more for him. Especially as he undid the buttons on Arthur's coat, moving to push it off his shoulders.

"I've got a damn good idea for sealing this deal," he murmured between kisses.

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Arthur shrugged out of his jacket and allowed it to pool behind him on the desk. He returned his hands to Tony's body and started unbuttoning his jacket in turn; it was only fair after all. He pulled away from Tony's lips in order to catch his breath and nodded. Despite what his nod was saying, he couldn't help but add on. "Not very professional," he murmured.

Christ but he couldn't find himself caring very much about that which was very unlike him, truth be told.

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"Not professional at all," he agreed, fingers starting to undo the buttons on Arthur's shirt. "That doesn't mean it's going to stop me from having you over this desk," he admitted, pulling back to look Arthur in the eyes. He was curious to see if he'd deny that it would happen, if he'd tell him now.

"And then I may just do it again on the plane in the bathroom," he admitted.

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"You are awfully arrogant," he couldn't help but say with a smirk, however he wasn't denying that it would happen. "I don't suppose you have something with you then, do you?" Arthur pushed Tony's jacket off his shoulders and started untucking his shirt.

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"Damn right I'm arrogant. And you're letting me undress you in the middle of a party," he noted, smiling at Arthur, smug and amused.

"Are you asking if I plotted this," he asked, arching a brow. For a moment he thought to lie and then he shook his head. "Nope. I didn't plan this but maybe there's something in the desk, yeah."

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"I am," he said, not denying it. Already, his shirt was half unbuttoned and he was sure he looked like a mess. "Should move this away from the party. Especially if you don't have anything in the desk."

He pushed Tony back a little in order to walk around to the other side of the desk and look through the drawers. "Every drawer is empty," he said, looking over at Tony and couldn't help the way his eyes traveled down over his body slowly.

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"Why move it away from the party," he asked, arching a brow. He came around to stand behind Arthur, nimble fingers starting to work on the shirt once more. He nibbled at the curve of Arthur's ear.

"I have a condom in my wallet and lube I can manage," he whispered, the words heavy with need. "You know you want here and now. Admit it."

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Both hands rested on the desk in front of him as he tilted his head a little, groaning softly when Tony nibbled on his ear. His eyes darkened when he heard those whispered words, pressing back against him.

"I want it," he whispered needfully, because he did. Fuck but he did. It certainly wasn't the time nor the place but he couldn't exactly find it in himself to truly care about that. Later on he would. He would probably wonder what the hell he was thinking for being so unprofessional but then he'll shift in bed and remember just how good this would undoubtedly be.

"Are they going to miss you?" It had to be asked. He didn't want Pepper or someone to bust through the door to see what was keeping Tony from some speech or another.

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His hand slid over Arthur's chest, nails lightly turned against his skin. He started nipping and nuzzling at the back of his neck, groaning as he let his hand slide lower, undoing Arthur's belt.

"They won't come in here. Pepper knew what I was meeting you for," he admitted. "So she'll keep them out of here," he admitted, nipping at his shoulder as he undid the top button of his trousers. "I want you naked," he whispered. "I want you here and ready to take it," he murmured. "You'll just have to be quiet so no one hears you."

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Arthur licked his lips and made a soft noise when Tony slid his nails lightly against his skin and nipped at his neck. "So we're alone for a little while," he whispered with dark eyes. It looked like they were well on their way to getting him naked and he couldn't really be bothered by it. Not right now, anyway. "Mm, I can be quiet," he murmured as he made to turn around, shrugging his shirt off to join with his jacket. He had half the man to pick up his jacket and shirt, placing them away from the desk so he could put them back on afterward.

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"As long as I want you alone," he said, turning his head to lightly bit the side of Arthur's neck as he undid the fly on his trousers. "Then that's all we need," he whispered. "Just the two of us, this room and you clawing at that very polished surface of the desk," he said, loving the idea of it enough he rolled his hips, grinding himself against Arthur's ass.

He let him turn around, pushing his hand down past his trousers to stroke him through his underpants.

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Arthur bit back on a groan when Tony ground himself against his ass. Fuck. "And mess up your brand new desk," he asked, his voice huskier and lower. Oh but he did love that idea. Still, he turned around so he could help remove the rest of Tony's clothing, or at least get access to skin. He got as far as undoing his belt before he bit down on his bottom lip hard enough so only a low groan escaped in response to his stroking. He bucked into Tony's hand and jerked at Tony's belt.

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"Such an eager thing," he purred, curling his fingers around the shaft. "Looks as if our Mallorie knows us better than we know ourselves," he pointed out, smirking and not seeming at all bothered about bringing her into their moment of foreplay.

"Might as well enjoy our work, right," he asked, pushing Arthur's pants down.

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He was already hard and hardening even more in Tony's hand, groaning low. "She'd be proud of herself," he muttered after a long moment of silence. He flicked open the button on his trousers and shoved them down and off him.

"Not typically the sort to mix pleasure with business," Arthur said and licked his lips, looking at him with darker eyes. Despite what his mouth said, Arthur's hands returned to Tony's shirt as he started unbuttoning it and shoved it down, off of his shoulders.

"How do you want me?"

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She wasn't the only one feeling proud of themselves. Tony was damn well feeling proud he'd gotten this, was going to have this beautiful, straight laced at least in a suit man naked and mewling. Mewling was entirely his goal.

"Well, you don't typically work with me," he pointed out, smiling as he stepped out of his trousers and kicked them aside. "And down over that desk. Sure the edge is curved enough not to hurt," he said, making it clear that Arthur's comfort did matter to him.

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Arthur stepped out of his trousers and leaned down to pick them up so they wouldn't get wrinkled. He had to wear them out of here, after all and head home later to sleep and pick up his things for tomorrow's flight. "No, I don't usually work with you," he agreed and set his shirt, jacket and pants off to the side away from anywhere they could get ruined.

As he made his way over to the desk, Arthur slid his hand over Tony's bottom and licked his lips.

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"Exactly. Never worked with me before. Now I have to make it memorable, don't I," he asked, watching as Arthur cleaned up after himself. "You know, even if your trousers were a mess, no one would believe anything happened in here." Who would believe that Tony Stark was involved with a guy, after all?

Murring at that touch, he moved to get two things out of his jacket. A small packet and... "You okay with lotion," he asked, so casual about it.

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Arthur bit out a laugh and looked at him. "No, they wouldn't, would they? Still, it's not your reputation or you wearing the ruined trousers out of here, it's me." In other words, he had an image to uphold. It was one thing to have sex with your client before the job started and it was another to have sex with your client and wear ruined trousers out of the room and into a event for the duration of the evening.

He licked his lips. "It's better than the alternative," he said which of course he meant something like 'spit.' He returned to the space between the desk and Tony that he had vacated and leaned in to press his lips to Tony's again. He had always been insatiable when it came to physical contact with another person and because they were doing this, he had no qualm about showing how much he wanted to feel Tony's lips on his again.