@firaes sent ;; 💔 for a bite on the lip kiss.
he doesn’t really know what he’s doing-- realistically knows he SHOULDN’T be acting on this instinct. he’s thought about it plenty of times before and never made a single move, known better than to cross that line. and besides, a whole world of catastrophic events have helped to keep tony in check, to keep him from doing anything ridiculous like this. but now, here he is, over a decade older from that first meeting, and somehow less wise.
it’s too easy, to pull steve in close against him-- yanking at his shirt. the kiss is as HEATED as their argument had been. it’s all fire and flame and tony is hooked. he’s always been drawn to what’s not good for him. it’s so RARE for him to ever get a hold on something good and stable and right.
lips move fast and tony feels as if he’s knocked all the air out of his lungs, but he doesn’t care for the way it burns his lungs-- counts it as something to make him feel alive. groans a little into it as he feels steve’s body against his and slides his tongue over the other’s lip before biting down, tugging as his hands tighten against his shirt. and for a moment, his mind is quiet. unquestioning.
--the spell breaks.
and tony is pulling away, face flushed and throat dry. he swallows hard, eyes meeting steve’s for a moment before dipping away and tony is bringing a hand up to rub at the back of his neck. “ good uh-- good talk. ” nods before moving quickly to pass steve.
