Tony Stark (
starknaked) wrote2012-06-04 03:08 am
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Return to Malibu - PSL for Arthur
After certain delightful interludes in the office, as well as teasing the pointman rather mercilessly on the plane ride back to Malibu through teasing looks and comments that wouldn't mean much to anyone but him and Arthur, Tony found himself ready to do nothing but avoid work.
Which left him in a precarious position because he wasn't entirely trying to avoid Arthur.
Sleeping in, he had taken calls he couldn't avoid, made one to Mal that revealed nothing but was designed to ensure she wanted to know more. Having planted that idea in her head, he considered his options. In the end, he went down to the lab.
Surrounded by work, by Dummy and parts and things that could well explode, the chances were good that even if Arthur did seek him out, this would not be a place for the sort of work they were meant to do. It wasn't that he didn't want his mind militarized and protected to keep the suit safe. It was that he was certain that Arthur would do his job, do it quickly and efficiently, and he wasn't quite sure he was ready to let him leave his life. Not yet.
Which left him in a precarious position because he wasn't entirely trying to avoid Arthur.
Sleeping in, he had taken calls he couldn't avoid, made one to Mal that revealed nothing but was designed to ensure she wanted to know more. Having planted that idea in her head, he considered his options. In the end, he went down to the lab.
Surrounded by work, by Dummy and parts and things that could well explode, the chances were good that even if Arthur did seek him out, this would not be a place for the sort of work they were meant to do. It wasn't that he didn't want his mind militarized and protected to keep the suit safe. It was that he was certain that Arthur would do his job, do it quickly and efficiently, and he wasn't quite sure he was ready to let him leave his life. Not yet.
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"I'm sorry, are you speaking? I missed everything you just said because, yeah, tongue."
He smiled though, having heard it all. "Not as long as me. Good to know."
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"No, not as long as you. How long as it been for you? Not just male but either gender?"
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Tony went quiet at that, considering. “For sex, two days before you. Female. Relationship though?” He paused, putting some time into that question. “We’re talking a few years. Anything with a guy, nearly five… Maybe six,” he admitted, thinking about it. “His name was Ethan. Which is more than I can say about most of the women in my life.” Names had never been his strong suit, after all.
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He nodded, a small smile curling on his lips. "It's fairly new for both of us then," he concluded. "We play it by ear, do what we can to see each other when the time allows." Perhaps go somewhere that the two of them could be alone and not worry about anyone else.
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He liked knowing that Arthur didn't do this with just anyone. If he wasn't that up to this, wasn't doing it every other week, he didn't want to think that Arthur was and would move on. It would pay him back though, wouldn't it? If Arthur used him like he had so many women?
"It bother you I like the idea of not just fucking you senseless and walking on," he asked, putting it just about as bluntly as he could.
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Arthur arched a brow. "I doubt we'd be here if it bothered me," he mused. "After all, you did fuck me senseless on Friday."
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Tony sighed because dammit but this was emotions and words and he sucked at them.
"Whatever is going on here, I want to keep it going. Okay? Yeah, it sucks because we have to keep it quiet because I'm not ready to face that and the press. Besides, you can't be in the press' eye. So it would be quiet and us, and things like this but I'm curious to see."
See what he wasn't even sure.
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He watched the man across from him for a long moment as he took a sip from his drink. Arthur wasn't particularly skilled in things like this either so he could relate. It was both scary and reassuring that Tony wanted to try this as much as Arthur wanted to. It didn't really bother him that they had to keep it quiet. Well -- it did and it didn't at the same time. Arthur wasn't the type to broadcast out loud who he was with and/or sleeping with. He kept his personal life that, personal. But it did suck that they couldn't just go out without worrying if the press will see them or not.
Arthur nodded. "I want that as well," he said and set his drink down onto the table. "We can do things like this, meet up at different places and take vacations together." He wanted to see where this went - where it could go.
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"Good. I wasn't sure how you would feel dealing with the secrets and hiding from the paparazzi and all. It gets tiresome after a while. I can and will warn you of that. If things get to where you just aren't enjoying it, no harm, no foul. Got it," he asked, arching a brow. It
seemed only fair to warn him and make it all clear. He wasn't going to hold things against Arthur because even for Tony sometimes it was difficult being Tony Stark.
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He shook his head and turned his glass around on the table. "No, I have no problem with secrets," he admitted. "They're a part of my job and as such, I'm just fine with them and being inconspicuous about things." Arthur appreciated it though that Tony wanted to warn him and be clear about it.
Arthur watched as their waitress for the evening brought over the appetizers that they had ordered. It did look very good.
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“Heads, you tell Mallorie. Tails, I’ll do it,” he said, tossing it into the air.
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"If we wanted to be daring, we could just tell her together," he said, taking a sip of his drink but watching the coin flip.
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Though he grinned then, slipping the coin in his pocket. “Together it is. And secret means we accept Mallorie and Pepper will know.” He couldn’t keep a damn thing from Pepper, and he knew it.
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"I can only imagine what Mal will say once we tell her."
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Tony laughed, shaking his head. "I told you so will likely be up there."
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"When should we call her?"
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"Perhaps tonight. Before work starts?"
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He nodded. "She'd get upset if we wait until later to tell her." Which, of course, brought him to the dinner he was supposed to have with the Cobb's on Friday. "Wonder how much Cobb would be upset if you came to dinner with me on Friday," he mused out loud.
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"She would. That would definitely...' And with that Stark came to a screeching stop. "Oh God, this is the best and worst moment ever. Yes. Do this."
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Arthur took a bite of his food and laughed. He finished off his food before wiping his mouth off. "I think it would be interesting," he admitted. "We'll talk it over with Mallorie later."
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"So, would you introduce me as your date," he asked, curious. And loving the mental image of Cobb's face if he did.
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"So I know you and Mallorie are close. You and Cobb friends or just work together?"
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"We'll ask her about it," he agreed with a smile.
"I was introduced to her first but over time, I've grown to be friends with Cobb," Arthur admitted. "He's a good man for and to her."
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"You brought home other boys to their house," he asked, curious and honest in the way he asked it.
"He's good to her," he agreed. "Not sure I like him much though. Not just because he doesn't like me."
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I'm rather interested in seeing what happens on this dinner! LOL!
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