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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.

Date: 2012-05-27 05:51 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2012-05-28 03:53 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2012-05-28 04:17 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2012-05-28 05:07 am (UTC)
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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?"

Date: 2012-05-29 02:24 am (UTC)
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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.

Date: 2012-05-29 02:14 pm (UTC)
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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.

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