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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"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.