He helps pull Tony's clothes off, maybe a little more roughly than necessary, eyes focused on the arch of his hips and the way it makes his muscles tense and relax. Later on, he won't remember where he's let Tony's jeans and underwear fall to the floor. The sight in front of him is too interesting to be diverted from.
"No planning," he tells him in a low, husky voice, and smirks a little. "But I think you're gonna get your wish a little later."
He didn't really have any particular idea or need to get him flat on the workbench, beyond stripping his clothes off, but now that he's there, it'd be dumb not to enjoy it. He rests the heels of his hands against Tony's hips and slides them up his body, only to run his nails back down the same path, attending to as much skin as the spread of his hands can reach. After a couple passes, he moves in again, gripping Tony's thighs and tugging gently, pulling him up and coaxing him to wrap his legs around Steve's shoulders. One arm goes under his lower back in support, because the net result has his body half raised off the surface.
"Y'might want to hold on a little," he suggests mildly.
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Date: 2017-07-04 05:02 pm (UTC)"No planning," he tells him in a low, husky voice, and smirks a little. "But I think you're gonna get your wish a little later."
He didn't really have any particular idea or need to get him flat on the workbench, beyond stripping his clothes off, but now that he's there, it'd be dumb not to enjoy it. He rests the heels of his hands against Tony's hips and slides them up his body, only to run his nails back down the same path, attending to as much skin as the spread of his hands can reach. After a couple passes, he moves in again, gripping Tony's thighs and tugging gently, pulling him up and coaxing him to wrap his legs around Steve's shoulders. One arm goes under his lower back in support, because the net result has his body half raised off the surface.
"Y'might want to hold on a little," he suggests mildly.