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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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"You know we can keep it as it is. I'll find an answer without you being involved."
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"What's the worst that happens if I come out as bisexual, Arthur?" He asked it with more bravado than he felt. "I become the poster boy for alternative lifestyles. Who would question me? You though, you could be found by people that would kill you," he pointed out.
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"So, then -- how about we just keep doing this as we have been for now. Until we can come up with a good enough identity and cover story." He wasn't sure it would absolutely work but it was a shot and for now, they could think and expand upon it. Surprisingly enough, he didn't want Tony to think that he didn't want to try this and work this out between them. He wanted to and it was the first time in a long time that he could honestly say that about anyone - male or female.
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Stepping in to him, needing to hold him close as he could in that moment as he slid his arms around him, nuzzling at his temple.
"I'll talk with Pepper about it. She might be more than willing to help us." The likelihood would be that she would be more than willing to be there for them. She had done so much for Tony, this was just a step more. "We'll work it out, Arthur. Promise."
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"She does have a soft spot for you," Arthur said with a twist of his lips, not jealous in the least. He was confident in this relationship of sorts with Tony. In of the fact that if either of them no longer wanted to be in this relationship, they'd have no qualms of telling the other. It was how both of them worked. "I know we will," he said, not doubting it at all.
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"So... I'm an old guy keeping a secret, younger lover. I'm sure the world expected this long before I did."
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Arthur ducked his head with a chuckle. "They probably have," he lifted his gaze to look up at him with a smirk not that he exactly listened to rumors or paid much attention to celebrity gossip.
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"Well, I am protecting you. That's what matters to me. I swear."
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"We'll figure something out," he said, looking at him steadily. "We'll talk with her and give her the choice. If she doesn't feel comfortable doing so, then we'll come up with a plan B."
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He imagined that if they broke up, he would make it his responsibility to still look after Arthur. He was a good man who deserved everything life could give him.
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Still, he would be lying if he said that deep down, he didn't like that Tony wanted to take care of him.
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"Yeah, it does," he admitted, not liking that but knowing it was just the truth. Arthur leaned in and press a slow kiss to Tony's lips before pulling back. "You need to talk to Pepper about tonight then and I need to get changed. Figure out what we're going to do."
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"Yeah. We'll get ready for tonight and we'll do our best to get this all settled," he said with a nod.
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"Put the suit down," he ordered, soft and not demanding. "And let's get in the shower."
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But he let Arthur take his hand, leading the way to the shower. "You're amused with yourself, aren't you," he asked, his grin showing he was damn well amused by it all.
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He hummed nonchalantly but sent him a grin. "Of course I am," he said and walked over to the shower to turn it on. Tony's house was, to be frank, pretty much unlike anyone else's house that he had ever been in. And that was in and out of dream spaces.
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“Keep it up. One word and the water is icy,” he teased, smirking.
“No, Sir. I would not do that to Mister Arthur,” Jarvis said, his voice cool and steady.
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He chuckled. "Thank you, Jarvis. At least he's on my side," he teased him, sliding his hand down over Tony's chest. "Come on, I've spent over twenty four hours on different planes and in different airports -- need a shower." Arthur leaned up and pressed a slow kiss to his lips.
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"I can reprogram him," he pointed out. "While you're being less plane gross," he added, though he chuckled as he kissed him back, slow and deep.
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