Jun 25, 2020
From @americasfineasscaptain
“You, uh...Ahem, you short on shirts, Cap?”
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From @americasfineasscaptain
“You, uh...Ahem, you short on shirts, Cap?”
Rock cover of Umbrella by the Swedish band Lillasyster (Little Sister).
(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NfVGvY7p1sU)
♠
Send a ♠ if your muse wants to submit to my muse
“Oh yeah.”
♣
Send a ♣ if your muse wants to dominate my muse
“Well, then!”
“Nothing you haven’t done before.” He soothed, reaching out to take his hands and leaning against his side, eyes closing. He let out a soft sigh and pulled back, squeezing his fingers for a second before releasing them. “And it’ll help us both to calm down, I promise.” He looked up, pushing his hair back from his face and giving him a small smile, his blue eyes flickering over Tony’s form for a moment.
“Something we both enjoy, I’m sure.” He flashed him a cheeky grin, looking up at the other man and then putting his hand down on his chest, feeling Tony’s heart beating beneath his palm. “Honestly… I just want to fuck.” He met his gaze, his blue eyes innocent and pure, watching him. “Fuck you in case that wasn’t clear. Or rather, let you fuck me. I can’t– Not like this. But. I can feel it, I can get off and… I think an orgasm not from my own hand would help calm me down more than anything I could do.”
Tony’s brain ground to a screeching halt. And he was relatively certain it had nothing to do with the telepath’s power, and everything to do with what he’d just said. His eyes bugged out, blinking in shock. “I…. oh.” he stammered. For perhaps the first time in years, he felt a flush rise into his cheeks. Well… that was NOT where he thought this had been going. He could feel his heartrate rise a little, and his breathing catch.
“Ya know-” his voice hitched awkwardly a little. “… usually sex before breakfast is reserved for people I’ve already been with.” he tried to joke, but he couldn’t quite meet Charles’ eye. What the hell? Was he… SHY, all of a sudden? Jesus, he hadn’t been shy around a potential sexual partner since he was 14. Charles was… he was gentle, and kind. And damaged, like him. And Tony would be lying his ass off if those bright blue eyes didn’t catch him off guard and make his heart flutter every now and then. “I might be willing to make an exception though…” he said softly. His brown eyes met blue ones, and he smirked a little.
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She looked up at him, and laughed. "The goddess of war has never backed out of a fight, nor does she intend to." She said with a cocky smile.
Tony smirked back, deciding privately he liked this goddess. Pushing his luck, because that’s what he did, he said, “Ok, we can either drive to the desert to fight or I can fly you over.”
