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Welcome Back [Heart in a Knot] - for Starknaked
It had been two months since Arthur had seen Tony. Two months of text messages, phone calls and stolen moments over web cam while Arthur worked a job in Moscow. It was supposed to have been done weeks ago - simple extraction but of course, it never goes the way it should go despite his every precaution. Sometimes, the mark just doesn't want to do what you mentally will them and expect them to do.
He was finally in Malibu again without a tail on his trail and at least a week before he was off to the next job. It was 5:30 in the morning (5:34 a.m. to be exact) and he knew that when he walked into Tony's house, Tony would be asleep. Instead of entertaining himself for the next several hours, he knew he would rather be at Tony's Malibu mansion and in the man's arms than anywhere else. And he knew, without a shadow of a doubt, Tony would prefer the same.
It was 5:50 when he pulled up to the house in the rental car and it took hardly any time to get inside with what he needed (PASIV, messenger bag and suitcase), using the key Tony had given him so many months ago on that first job. He left everything resting inside of the doorway (he wouldn't be needing them right away) and locked the door before heading up the steps to Tony's room - keeping silent as he did so as to not wake anyone else.
Arthur felt a smile tug on his lips when he stepped into the older man's bedroom and shut the door gently behind him. Not completely silent so as to completely startle Tony but still keeping it quiet.
Fuck, but he had missed him.
He toed of his shoes and socks, removed his suit jacket and rested it over a chair before undoing the buttons on his waist coat. The entire time, he kept his gaze on Tony's form underneath the blankets. Knowing him, he had probably only been asleep for only an hour or two at most. They were very much alike in that regard.
Before long, Arthur slid underneath the blanket next to Tony with only a pair of boxers on.
He was finally in Malibu again without a tail on his trail and at least a week before he was off to the next job. It was 5:30 in the morning (5:34 a.m. to be exact) and he knew that when he walked into Tony's house, Tony would be asleep. Instead of entertaining himself for the next several hours, he knew he would rather be at Tony's Malibu mansion and in the man's arms than anywhere else. And he knew, without a shadow of a doubt, Tony would prefer the same.
It was 5:50 when he pulled up to the house in the rental car and it took hardly any time to get inside with what he needed (PASIV, messenger bag and suitcase), using the key Tony had given him so many months ago on that first job. He left everything resting inside of the doorway (he wouldn't be needing them right away) and locked the door before heading up the steps to Tony's room - keeping silent as he did so as to not wake anyone else.
Arthur felt a smile tug on his lips when he stepped into the older man's bedroom and shut the door gently behind him. Not completely silent so as to completely startle Tony but still keeping it quiet.
Fuck, but he had missed him.
He toed of his shoes and socks, removed his suit jacket and rested it over a chair before undoing the buttons on his waist coat. The entire time, he kept his gaze on Tony's form underneath the blankets. Knowing him, he had probably only been asleep for only an hour or two at most. They were very much alike in that regard.
Before long, Arthur slid underneath the blanket next to Tony with only a pair of boxers on.
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"Make the evil thing go away."
"I do hope you mean the sun and not me."
"Meant the sun," he muttered back to her. "You're just a plaything of the evil thing," he added.
Something thumped off the blanket. Likely a pillow off what she thought was Tony's head.
"You have a meeting in thirty. With Rhodey."
"Cancel."
"No."
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"What time is it?"
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Pepper smiled at that, carefully folding their clothes on a chair.
"Just past noon. Or so says my master out the window."
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"There's no getting up," Tony said with a yawn. "Bed. All the bed. Rhodey wants to meet, it's in bed. I declare that now."
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If it had been him and a business meeting, he would certainly not have it in bed. However, this was Tony and he liked doing things his own way. Besides, Arthur was all in favor of staying right here with him. "Have to admit, I'm in agreement on this."
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Pepper watched them, a small smile on her face. Tony was still Tony, but he was something more with Arthur around. Something more bearable as well. “I’ll cancel the meeting. I’m not cancelling tonight. You two can pretend not to know one another and bang in the office if you want, but you’ll be there,” she said, storming out of the room with a clack of heels.
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“Leave it to her to know that,” he said with a chuckle, shaking his head. “I think that should be our plan,” he agreed. “What can she say if we do exactly what she told us to do,” he asked, knowing he would put it to her just like that as well. “I think we can work things out and make sure that you’re not seen,” he said softly, guessing exactly what it was that Arthur was worrying about.
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"We really need to shut these curtains," he muttered - loving Tony's room but it did let in a little too much sunlight when you wanted to sleep in late.
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He smiled, pulling Arthur closer. "Jarvis? The curtains?'
Slowly they slid closed.
"There. Better?"
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Arthur smiled and pressed his body flushed against Tony's, a hand resting on the small of the man's back, right above his ass. "Mm, much better," he said, leaning in and nuzzling at his throat. "Go back to sleep or are you awake now?"
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"Your hand keeps inching down and I'll definitely be awake," he chuckled.
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He chuckled. "My hand is staying right where it is," he said, his hand resting just on the waistband of Tony's boxers. "Unless you want me to inch it down further --," he teased him.
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“You’re a tease,” he muttered, trying to sound pouty though his eyes weren’t quite open. “Bad boy.”
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He chuckled and allowed his hand to slide down to pinch at one cheek through his boxers. "No, now that was being bad," he teased. "Besides, you love it."
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He gave a small yelp, not having expected that. "So bad. Damn you," he said, no heat in his words as he rocked his hips, morning wood becoming a bit more.
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"Fine. Sleep. Only because you'll need your strength later. NO telling me you're too tired from jet lag to get out of ..." He paused then, frowning. "When was the last time you slept?"
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He stayed silent for a moment after Tony asked him when the last time he slept was. "I was sleeping when Pepper came in," he said, by way of not answering the real question, yet. Still, Arthur couldn't imagine telling him he was too tired to not do anything.
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"Right. So when you weren't with me," he asked, arching a brow.
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"Couldn't sleep on the plane from Moscow to Tokyo and definitely didn't sleep on my layover or on the flight from Tokyo to Los Angeles..."
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"Just stay here and sleep," he murmured, snuggling in against him once more.
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"I can do that," he said softly and curled up into him, allowing his eyes to drift shut again. "You'll sleep too," he murmured, formulating it into a question but it wasn't really. Tony probably needed the sleep as well.
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"I will. Not going anywhere because you're right here," he admitted, and right now this was what he wanted. To be with him.
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