Return to Malibu - PSL for Arthur

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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.

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[starknaked]

Tony wasn't going to use words. He kissed and nuzzled at Arthur, playing and teasing. It was definitely proving that he wasn't at all unfamiliar with the term foreplay. Not with the way he was teasing his nails over the cloth covering Arthur's hip, or the slight squeeze of his knee.

Definitely not with those kisses, snuggling Arthur to him to deepen the kiss. Sucking on his tongue, biting lightly at his lower lip. Wanting to see how Arthur would react.

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Arthur moaned when Tony brought him closer and deepened the kiss then sucked and bit at his lips and tongue. He couldn't resist pressing closer to him and shifting, wanting more (even needing more). Arthur slid his nails over Tony's chest, teasing over the man's nipples as he passed by.

It was with some effort that Arthur realised that they were no longer in motion and hadn't been for at least a couple of minutes. "Mm, think we're here," he mumbled against Tony's lips, biting down on his bottom lip.

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There was nothing in Tony that was aware of anything but what was happening in that limo. Not even of attending a dinner party wherein he was there as the date of a handsome and dangerous young man. Nothing mattered to him in that moment but Arthur. The taste of his kisses, the feeling of his hands over skin and he wanted to strip him down then and there.

Instead he growled when Arthur pointed out they’d stopped. “You planned that well,” he grumbled, though he knew in fact it was coincidence. “Come on then. What I get for putting you in charge of ensuring we ended up in bed.”

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Arthur chuckled and licked his lips. "Always do, Mr. Stark," he said with a teasing glint in his eyes. He leaned in and bit on his bottom lip again before sucking soothingly on it and slipping from his lap. He opened the limo door, knowing that the driver would come around and open it but he could do it very well on his own. "Just another few minutes, then you can have me in whatever way you want me." He sent Tony a wink before stepping out of the limo and straightening out his shirt and tie.

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Tony tugged his jacket straight, adjusted his tie and slid out of the limo in Arthur's wake. "Oh trust me. I plan to have you in every way," he said, offering his arm.

It was a brazen move in public where they might be seen by paparazzi or such but Tony didn't care. For those few minutes, he wasn't willing to be scared.

"Shall we?"

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"Looking forward to it." His lips quirked up and looked at the offered arm. It was brazen because Arthur knew as well as Tony that if someone wanted photos desperately enough, they'd find a way to get them.

Arthur glanced at Tony and slipped his arm through - taking a shot. "Let's go," he nodded and walked up to the front door before he opened it.

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They were taking a risk, of course it could be explained away as knowing the cameras were there. Or that the reporters were being discriminatory to say something about men linking arms but never women strolling along holding hands. Tony had people to fix these things for him, even if he knew they had to be careful. For both their sakes.

Slipping up the stairs, moving to the door and into the house. "You know, my bedroom is all windows," he said with a smirk. "We might want to use another one. Cameras and all."

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Arthur shut the door behind them and walked with him toward the stairs with a chuckle. "I do remember that from the few minutes we spent up there this morning," he said, looking at him with a grin. "Well, does your room face the ocean? And if we didn't use your room, which room do you want to use? It has to have a bed, remember."

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"I have three rooms with beds, it does face the ocean, and I'm just making sure you're comfortable," he pointed out, taking the stairs with an easy grace. "Up to you," he said, knowing that he couldn't keep hiding this forever, and he wasn't going to do more than be circumspect about it all.

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Arthur was silent as he considered all of it. He knew, logically and realistically, if this relationship actually continued past this week -- and that's how it was looking -- they wouldn't be able to hide this forever. But he was still in favor of being circumspect about it. Considering his bedroom opened up toward the ocean, he felt more than okay with Tony's room. "Your room," Arthur said, looking at him as he took the stairs easily. He wanted it to be in Tony's room.

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“Wicked little exhibitionist,” he teased, hugging Arthur close to his side. Yet he veered their steps, heading for that massive room that took up half the building with those floor to ceiling windows and massive bed.

Pushing open the door, he kicked off his shoes even as he shed his overcoat and tossed it on a chair. “So now, where were we,” he asked, glancing towards Arthur as if seriously contemplating that question.

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"I'm full of surprises," he chuckled and found himself leaning into Tony, letting him lead the way while walking next to him. Arthur watched as Tony kicked off his shoes, shed his coat and turned to look at him. Today had been a day full of unexpected (but not unwanted) events -- actually going on a date with a man who Arthur was interested in something more besides a one night stand and inviting said man to a dinner party with some mutual friends and now, here they were. Back where they had started from this morning after changing venues from Tony's lab.

"You ask as if you don't know," he teased him with a quirked up smile and toed off his shoes then removed his jacket and hung it on the back of the same chair where Tony's laid. He slid his hands up to his tie and started to undo it.

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“Yes, you are.” Which was the honest truth. He couldn’t believe just how many surprises this day had held, and he didn’t expect them to be the last either. Of course, part of that was just a bit of what made this so brilliant in his mind. They had something that Tony had never had before and if it only last during his training, or for months afterwards, he was happy with it.

Undoing the buttons on his shirt, he watched Arthur with carefully hooded eyes. “Oh I remember, you’re just being slow,” he said, being as slow as he was.

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Arthur watched Tony as he started undoing the buttons of his shirt and pulled his tie free. "Pretty sure I'm not the only one being slow," he said, stepping closer to the other man, as he rolled up his tie and tossed it toward the chair. He untucked his shirt and started unbuttoning it, stepping a step closer to Tony before resting his hands on Tony's shoulders and bringing their lips together.

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"I'm waiting for you to get naked. So you can get back on my lap," he admitted, though he stopped and tugged both shirt and undershirt up and over his head, tossing them aside. He didn't care where either.

Leaning down, kissing him deeply, needfully. Tongue and teeth, belying the slow game he played for all they'd waited for to get to this moment.

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His shirt was half unbuttoned as he pressed his body against Tony's, returning the deep and needing kiss - biting and sucking and licking at his lips as he slid his hand over his shoulders. There was something intimate about being on Tony's lap and being naked with him again -- it had been a couple of days since the last time they were together and still, he found himself wanting.

Arthur pulled back from Tony's lips and quickly unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way and removed his undershirt. He wasn't nearly as defined as Tony was but he wasn't going to deny that the size difference between them was sexy. "Mm, is this where I start finding out just how kinky you can be?"

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There was something primal about the way they kissed one another. Not just a quick kiss, a bit wet and hot but not like this. This was needful and taking, giving and sinking into something new. Just those kisses were enough to leave him gasping for air, breathless and stunned at the near ferocity of them.

Leaning back on one hand to watch Arthur as he stripped. “Is that what you want,” he asked, challenging him softly with those words. “Tell me,” he said, almost commanding it in those tones Tony could have.

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Arthur had found himself taken back by how primal and how rough they kissed each other -- it was unlike anything Arthur had truly experienced before with another. He wouldn't have changed a thing about it either if given the choice. He liked it. He caught his breath and watched Tony as his hands slid down to his slacks and started to unbutton then unzip them. "Mm, I was thinking about your comment about being naked and on your lap again," he started off with, moving in close again. "But, yes - I want to know everything about you and how you like it." The commanding tones were something he had no problem picking up.

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Tony wondered if it was because Arthur was the first man in his life for so long. Maybe that was why he was aggressive with him in ways he wasn’t to others. Or not that he remembered. Maybe it was just how eager and willing Arthur was for those kisses. Either way, he had no plan to stop. No plan to let that go.

“Well then. Maybe you should get me stripped down and we’ll go from there,” he offered, though it was much more for expectations. He wasn’t always the more kinky of people but he suspected with Arthur, he could be.

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He flicked his tongue over his swollen lips and allowed his slacks to drop to the floor before he picked them up and folded them, placing them with his shirt and tie. Afterward, he moved over to Tony wearing only a pair of boxers and raised an eyebrow with a curve to his lips. "Want my help," he asked, his tone teasing as he moves his hands to Tony's slacks and unbuttons them then unzips them.

Arthur was starting to find out a lot about his particular kinks when it came to Tony Stark. Amongst these included having sex on a desk just feet away from a party on Friday night and being on Tony's lap. Course, the last one in of itself wasn't kinky but it was something. The kisses, the touches, the confidence that poured off of Tony in waves and the way in which he carried him self -- they were all things that hit Arthur's buttons in the right way.

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Oh but that was cute, watching him clean up during the middle of it. "You're one of a kind, Arthur. I like that about you." And he did. He was so different from everyone else.

Leaning back on both hands, he grinned, watching Arthur with hooded eyes. "Well, you are good at this. I think I like you this way," he admitted.

He lifted his hips. "Pull them off," he said, watching Arthur. He wasn't one for hard dominance but being dominant was second nature to him and he was curious how they fit together sexually. It was one thing enjoying feeling good with one another, party and desk or not. This was something else entirely and just as good if it worked out for them both.

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"I would hate it if someone else was just like me," Arthur admitted it with a chuckle. "In what way? Doing as you say," he asked, with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk as he pulled Tony's pants and boxers off after he lifted his hips.

When it came to him sexually, Arthur was versatile. He could top as well as bottom but sometimes, maybe a little more than sometimes, he liked it when the other called the shots. At least those that he was willing to let in and trust, that is. Tony was one of those people -- well had quickly become one of those people. Once the pants and boxers were off, Arthur slipped onto Tony's lap, after dropping his own boxers.

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"In knowing what you want and going for it. You're not afraid of that. A lot of people deny what they want, pretend they don't want it. You don't do that. I like that," he admitted, wriggling to help him undress him and then settling back, naked and already hard again.

"That's it," he murmured, wrapping his arms around Arthur. "You fit here nicely, you know," he murmured, leaning in to suck lightly at the curve of his shoulder. "And damn sexy," he murmured, running a hand over his thigh, sliding up his leg. "I think I may have to keep you, you know. Just so Mal's happy," he added with a laugh.

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"No one can accuse me of not being self aware of my wants," Arthur mused, letting the pants and boxers drop next to the bed and not bothering to pick them up like he had done with his own. He licked his lips when he noticed Tony's hard cock before settling onto his lap.

"I know," he mumbled, because he felt like he fit there just right. Arthur slid an arm around him while the other moved into his hair with a low moan. "Oh? Just so Mal's happy," he teased him with a chuckle.

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His hands slid over his leg and back up and down the length of his spine, along the slight flare of his hips. Just exploring his body with a light touch after a night of flirting and teasing, and the play in the car that had left him nearly ready to whimper with desire. "And I'm ready to help you with all of them," he said, honest and wanton in the rough timbre of his words.

"Well, and you keep moaning like that," he said, teasing his fingers over Arthur's ass, just playing with him, settling back into where they had been before.