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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Arthur chuckled. "I like the part of you keeping me close," he said before groaning low. "No -- not fucking me. Need to get on that," he said with a little smile, rocking his hips against Tony's.

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"Need to get on that," he repeated, arching a brow. "Demanding, aren't you," he asked, shaking his head as best he could laying as he was.

Moving suddenly, he pushed Arthur over. One hand hooked his leg, moving to lift it as he nestled himself against him. "What did you want again," he asked, grinding against him.

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He sent Tony a cheeky look. "Very demanding," he said, mock seriously before he was flipped over onto his back. Arthur started to chuckle before it was cut off with a low groan as Tony started to grind against him.

He made a soft sound as his hands went to Tony's shoulders and pressed his nails into the skin. "Mm, fuck me," he said, tilting his head back against the bed before looking at him. "Want you to fuck me."

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He liked that he was demanding though. He liked how much he pushed, the things he wanted. He definitely wanted this, and this man beneath him. Leaning down, kissing him slow and deep as he spoke. Taking his time, enjoying the feel of his mouth, the heat of his body.

Breaking the kiss, he chuckled. "I don't think I heard you," he said softly, moving to get lube and slick up his fingers.

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Arthur moaned into Tony's mouth as he let him take charge of the kiss; taking his time licking and tasting him.

He breathed in deep and tilted his head to the side. "Yeah, you did," Arthur said with a smirk. "Mm, you know what I want."

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Even in sex they could play, and that was something about Arthur Tony appreciated more than he'd ever said. Maybe more than he ever would say. That didn't mean he wouldn't show it. Not in the way he treated him, or how they touched.

Again his fingers pressed to him, more eager this time, and slick to ease the way. "I did. You want me to make you beg for it," he teased, kissing him once more. "No wait. To make you scream. That's it," he said, working not one but two fingers into him.

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Arthur wrapped a leg around his waist and moved both hands to Tony's shoulders, inhaling sharp when he felt his fingers press against him. "You - oh," Arthur moaned, returning the kiss and relaxes as Tony works his fingers into him.

"Fuck," he said, pulling back from his lips as he pressed his nails into his shoulders. "Mm, so long as you fuck me," he said with a grin, his head tilting back on the bed as presses down against his fingers.

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"Until you can't breathe," he vowed to him. Moaning as he thought about it, fingers moving suddenly into him, deep and fast. Something about those sleek legs around him, Arthur so near to him and he couldn't hold himself back.

"Always plan on fucking you," he vowed, knowing he couldn't help himself, wanting so much more from this than just a fuck and yet craving Arthur's body in ways he'd never wanted a person before.

"I want to hear you," he murmured softly.

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Arthur groaned deep and pressed his nails into his shoulders, clenching around his fingers. "Fuck -- yes," he nodded and bit down on his bottom lip. Arthur tightened his legs around him and pressed down against his fingers - not having wanted or needed a person this much before.

"Hear me scream, groan, beg," he asked, his head tilting back on the bed with a sharp inhale.

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Yes. This was what he wanted. It was becoming something Tony thought he needed even, even as short a time as they had shared together. The way Arthur reacted, the sounds he made. All of it was more delicious than he could imagine.

And so he worked him harder, maybe faster than he should have and yet wanting so much. Needing it if he was honest with himself. He needed so much from him that he just wouldn't imagine.

"All of it. As often as we can," he admitted, leaning down, kissing him even as he worked him open with those slow, sure strokes of his fingers.

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This was exactly what Arthur wanted as well. Wanted and needed. This semblance of seminormality and wanting Tony as much as he did. Arthur groaned into his mouth and started moving and working his hips in turn with Tony's fingers. "Another," he mumbled into Tony's mouth.

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It was a sensual thing to have someone trust you to this and then want more than you'd already given them. He loved they came together like this, so easily and wickedly bonding and he was willing to give Arthur anything he wanted.

"Needy," he groaned, put as he slid his digits out, he added another, sliding them back in with a nearly rough shove of his slicked fingers, scissoring them as he went.

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They had only known each other for such a short while and still, Arthur surprisingly enough trusted him with this and wanted more. Perhaps it was that first night with the desk that prompted him to have this -- to let it be okay to have this. Whatever it was, he couldn't find it in himself to regret a thing.

Arthur gasped softly when Tony slid three fingers into him and scissored them. "Mm, a day of teasing kisses and touching - yes, I'm a little needy," he admitted, arching his head back as he pressed down against his fingers.

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And Tony knew how that felt. He was so desperate for it, his skin feeling tight and hot. Yet he wouldn't let himself rush, wouldn't take the chance of hurting Arthur in his desire for him. So it was he took his time, kissing and nuzzling at him.

Not too much though, wanting him ready for it but tight. He slid his fingers free, barely taking a moment to slick himself before nestling himself between Arthur's thighs. A moment later he was pushing into him, gasping as he did, shuddering for more as he made himself go slow and steady.

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Tony definitely wasn't the only one. Arthur felt desperate for it too, in more ways than he could vocally express.

Arthur gasped and slid a leg up to wrap around the middle of Tony's back, lifting his hips off of the bed. "Ohhhh," he groaned, tilting his head back on the bed as he felt Tony's cock inch its way inside of him slowly but steadily. "Fuck," he breathed, starting to feel so full.

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Taking his time. At least for now. No desire to truly hurt Arthur, never wanting to be someone that did that to him. It was almost mindblowing to Tony how different he felt when he was with Arthur, the things he wanted to do differently. For him. Not for himself like so many things but for someone else.

Pushing again, a sharp jut of his hips as he settled himself deep within his lover with a low, needy sound. "Fuck, Arthur," he whispered, trembling as he held himself where he could watch the man beneath him.

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Once Tony had bottomed out, a rugged groan tore from Arthur's lips as he felt himself start to slowly adjust to the intrusion. "Fuck," Arthur growled, his eyes shutting tightly for a long moment as he breathed in and out. He felt his body tremble underneath Tony's and slowly felt himself relax around him.

Eventually, Arthur shifted his hips and slowly lifted his other leg to wrap around Tony. "Move -- I'm good," he nodded and tightened around him with a low groan.

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Tony didn't rush, taking his time. He didn't know if it showed how much he cared for Arthur but in the little things he did, like this, he knew he was already developing emotions for a man he barely knew. Waiting, barely rocking his hips to let Arthur adjust to his thickness balls deep within him.

When he moved, he leaned down, still not moving, as he kissed him slow and deep. Tongue still tangling with Arthur's as he pulled back. So slow, taking his time, and then pushed deep with a steady rock of his hips.

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The slow, steady and deep rock of Tony's hips wasn't exactly what he had expected when they returned to the bedroom. He wasn't complaining though. It was nice -- it was...fuck, it was becoming very intimate in ways he hadn't expected right off. Still, if they had learned anything over the last day, they both wanted this. Wanted to see what this was and where it took them.

He rocked down against his hips and moaned into Tony's mouth, tangling his tongue with the older man's with a panting breath.

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He kissed him, broke the kiss, kissed him again. Panting as he leaned back, staring down at him with wide eyes.

Thought… thought when we came back. I’d… fuck, wanted this more than anything.” And that was the realization he’d come to. He didn’t want just some fuck with Arthur. He wanted to be near him, to share with him. And he was.

Though he started moving faster, hips snapping to show how much it was affecting him in that moment. “Arthur,” he whispered, panting harder, eyes nearly closing.

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Arthur was, honestly and literally, at a lost for words when Tony said that and instead of verbally responding, he cupped the back of Tony's head and brought their mouths together in a deep kiss. Fuck, quick fucks were easy - normal in his business but he didn't want just a fuck with Tony. Didn't want to just be in his bed and out the next day or next week. He wanted to stay there and be close to Tony, share with Tony and do things like they did today - visit museums and have dinner.

He broke the kiss with a groan after Tony started moving faster and arched his back off the bed, moving with the set pace. "Want -- this too," he groaned out.

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"I want you," he whispered, the words almost leaving him cold and yet desperate for it all at the same time. He was opening up and to a near stranger and he realized he didn't care. He wanted to open up to him. He wanted this and to share with him and all that they could have been them. He wanted it all.

Moving faster, harder, breathing in every exhale Arthur made as he pounded into him, the need from earlier returning.

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"Want you too," Arthur whispered in response before he bit down on his bottom lip. He groaned into Tony's mouth and tightened his legs around him, bringing him tighter and closer to him as much as he possibly could.

He gasped and made a sound when Tony hit his prostate -- feeling his body shudder underneath Tony's. "Tony --" Arthur moaned, his eyes half closed.

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Joined. Connected. They weren't things that Tony had ever felt with another person before. Fucking and sex were not like this. He didn't want to bring another pleasure like he did the man beneath him. It was terrifying. It was exhilarating. He wanted more.

Driving into him, hard, shuddering. "Fuck. Arthur. Fuck."

He couldn't find more coherent words, close and panting and then leaning down, kissing him hard even as he got a hand around Arthur, stroking him the best he could in rhythm to their fucking.

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Arthur had no words, just wordless groans, whimpers and pants as he returned Tony's hard kiss and cried out into his mouth when his oh-so-fucking-talented-wonderful hand wrapped around his hard and leaking dick. His nails pressed hard into his shoulders as he tightened his legs tight around him. He was close - so fucking close and getting closer when Tony's hand touched his cock.

"Tony," he groaned warningly once he found his voice again, breaking away from the kiss so he could tilt his head back on the bed. "Fuck -- fuck."

Fuck, but he had never felt this sort of connection - this mindless pleasure and this joint feeling with anyone else before.