“You have to hear this.” Tony stripped off his jacket, tossing it haphazardly in the general direction of the table. Steve snagged it out of mid air, and hung it neatly over the back of the chair. Tony pretended not to notice. “Hi, by the way.”
Steve was smiling, his eyes warm. “Hi, yourself.” He poured a cup of coffee and held it out, a very effective lure. Of course, so was he, in well-worn sweat pants that clung to his hips and a t-shirt that might as well have been a second skin. Tony wandered over to take the coffee cup, and Steve caught his hand, tugging him in. Their fingers tangled together around the warm cup, and Tony tipped his chin up for a kiss.
Steve tasted like coffee and mint, and his free hand settled easily at the small of Tony’s back, stroking there, just above the waistband of Tony’s pants. “Hi, indeed,” Tony said, against Steve’s lips, making him laugh. Tony pulled back, just enough to see Steve’s eyes, and grinned at the way his hair fell over his forehead. He reached up and flicked the strands away from Steve’s face.
Steve jerked his head away, a faint flush rising in his cheeks. “Stop it,” he said, but the words were full of affection. “Had a few drinks, have we?”
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I sure as hell have.” Tony leaned back against his hand, comfortable in Steve’s strong grip. “Wanna take advantage?”
Steve snagged his tie. “No,” he said, dragging him in. “Not at all.” His lips caught and clung on Tony’s, the kiss deepening and his fingers climbing up Tony’s tie until the were snug against Tony’s chest. Tony smiled against Steve’s mouth. “Smug,” Steve whispered, not bothering to raise his head.
“Kinda,” Tony said, dragging Steve against him. “But I’ve got reason to.” His hand slid down to cup Steve’s ass. “Look who I’m in the process of seducing.”
I love everything about this