Welcome Back [Heart in a Knot] - for Starknaked

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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.

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Arthur nodded, pulling his lips away from Tony's mouth and panting for a breath. "Lotion, grab it," he said breathlessly - not wanting to take his hands off of him or step away from him but one of them needed to grab it so they can take this to the place they were both wanting it to go as soon as possible.

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He knew he had to move away, but there was no desire in him to let go of Arthur. Yet he forced himself to turn and step away. Practically stumbling out of the shower, nearly falling, as he grabbed the sink edge. It was more than obvious just how much he wanted Arthur.

Grabbing the bottle, he turned to look at his lover. Drenched and dripping water, he smiled at him widely. “Damn you look good,” he admitted with a low whistle.

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"Don't hurt yourself," Arthur said, his eyes widening a little when Tony nearly fell. But if there was one thing for certain, it was their desire for each other. There was absolutely no hiding that from anyone.

His lips curled up at the praise. "Course, I do," he said, not the least bit modest. Tony was rubbing off on him...figuratively and literally.

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"Please. I'm so much better than that," he said with a snort, even if he knew Arthur had seen the near fall.

"And you know it," he laughed. "I like that."

He stalked closer, moving back into the shower and closing the glass door. "Turn around," he murmured softly.

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"I have learned from the best," Arthur said with an amused smirk as he watched with an almost hungry gaze as Tony walked back into the shower. His tongue flicked over his bottom lip before he did as he was told and turned, facing the shower wall. This was about that want and that need and abating that for the time being. Both of them needed and wanted this more than they probably ever knew they would.

Two months was too fucking long.

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It was a lifetime for Tony Stark. It was a testament to how much his life was changing; how much he was changing his life for this man standing before him. Everything was changing, and that he couldn’t broadcast it to the world almost made it something he cherished more. It could slip away and he’d never be able to talk about it, have nothing he could share from it with anyone but Pepper.

Pouring the lotion into his hand, he got his fingers ready so he could loosen Arthur up. That was an entirely other reason that two months was a long time.

His free hand slid over Arthur’s back, then to his ass, holding one ass cheek aside as he used his fingers to slowly start to tease and open his lover.

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Both of their lives were changing because of their relationship. Under any other circumstances, he'd have found release elsewhere during those two months, hid out elsewhere until the next job but he didn't. He had waited. He'd come to Malibu after he knew it was safe enough to do so. He had come to Tony because that's exactly where he wanted to be.

Right here.

One touch of Tony's fingers over the cleft of his ass caused a shudder to slide down his spine and a rugged breath to escape his lips. He wanted to feel that stretch from Tony's fingers, stretch from his cock after so fucking long. He visibly relaxed so Tony could open him up easier, stretch him easier.

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Taking his time to work Arthur over, stroking and teasing him as he kept water from washing away the lube. The absolute desperation he felt for Arthur couldn't be overwhelmed by knowing he had to take care of the man he was falling for and falling hard.

The first digit made him groan, shifting to grind his cock against his lover's hip. "God, that's it,' he moaned, shuddering as he pushed finger against him, grinding against him harder.

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He curled his fingers on the slick tile of the shower wall and didn't even attempt to keep in the sounds from the back of his throat as Tony worked his finger inside of him. He was desperate just as much as Tony was and he just wanted more.

Arthur felt Tony's hard cock press against his hip and groaned, pressing back against him. "Fuck -- more," he groaned, biting on his lip as he clenched around his finger. But he knew it had been two months and he was tight.

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He worked him easily, making himself hold himself back for Arthur's sake. That didn't mean he didn't want more though. He wanted to just slam him against those heated tiles and fuck him until neither of them could stand.

Instead he worked a second digit into his lover, working his ass open eagerly.

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Arthur wanted more too. Wanted as much as Tony could give him and more. He bit on his lip and pressed his heated forehead against the tile, inhaling at the stretch of the second finger. "Yeah -- like that," he mumbled and slowly started working himself back onto his fingers. Arthur could feel the anticipation in the air, the anticipation of Tony finally being inside of him again after so fucking long.

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It was almost too much. How could Tony Stark even need anyone this much. Even as he thought it, he knew that it was wanting Arthur that much that had led to him waiting, to pushing himself until Arthur got back rather than finding some other way to assuage his needs.

“Baby. Fuck. Work yourself back. I can’t wait,” he groaned, scissoring his fingers, twisting them, wanting more and just barely pushing that edge of too fast in his desperation for more.

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He was panting for breath as Tony worked him open, scissoring and twisting his fingers, stretching him open. "Fuck," he growled, working himself easier back on his fingers with a soft whimper. He took the stretch and took that bit of pain, craved more. "Another -- more, need more." He wanted Tony inside of him, fucking him open.

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"I know," he whispered, kissing the back of his neck. "I won't hurt you."

Though emotionally he felt it was bound to happen eventually, he wouldn't want to but it was what he did. He would just try hard not to.

Just like now. Kissing and nuzzling, working those digits in him as he slowly worked in another at Arthur's behest. Working him open with a soft panting sound as he licked the water from the shell of his ear.

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"I know," he said, his voice rough as he tilted his head, allowing Tony's lips to have more access to his neck.

Arthur would try hard not to be the one to emotionally hurt Tony either. Arthur wasn't exactly innocent but he would try hard not to hurt Tony. Eventually, he knew, it could happen intentionally or not.

He panted and made a low sound in the back of his throat as Tony's fingers worked him open. "Yeah -- like that," he mumbled, pressing back against them and licked his lips. Arthur slid a hand down the slick wall and reached around to grab Tony by the hip/thigh, whatever skin that was within reach.

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Leaning in, nuzzling and kissing at the back of Arthur's neck before nipping there, sharply. He loved the taste of his skin, the way he felt as Tony moved in close to rock against him, grinding his cock against Arthur's ass.

It didn't stop him from working those fingers though, hard, faster, twisting them to get him open and slick and ready.

"God, that's it,"he moaned. "Fuck, need you."

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Arthur inhaled with Tony nipped at his neck and moaned low. He'd always loved it when someone kissed, bit and licked at his neck, left their mark there. He found that he loved it even more when it was Tony who was the one paying so much attention to it. He hummed and pressed back against Tony's cock.

The humming soon deepened as he groaned.

"Now -- read - ready, fuck," he groaned, clenching around his fingers. "Com'mon Tony," he pressed back against him.

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And he was paying attention to his neck. It was long and sleek and elegant and he found himself unable to stop as he licked and nuzzled, soft and tender in counterpoint to the rough fuck of his fingers into that slick, tight hole.

He didn't stop when Arthur asked for it. Not for a few more minutes. Not until he felt Arthur was ready and didn't just want it.

But the pleading got to him, so he moved his hand. Slicking up his fingers once more, he stroked himself a couple of times, making sure he wouldn't hurt his lover.

Then he was pushing against him, groaning against Arthur's neck.

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He pressed his nails into the flesh of Tony's thigh as the other man pressed into him steadily. Arthur panted for breath and groaned as he felt him stretch for the length and width of his cock.

Arthur bit down on his bottom lip and forced himself to relax so he'd have an easier time. He made a low embarrassing sound in the back of his throat, having needed and wanted this for the last two months.

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Trying to be tender, to make sure he still didn’t hurt Arthur despite the near desperation that gripped at him. Moaning loudly, hearing it reverberate off the walls, coming back to him as he moved. Shivering at the sensation, one hand moving to brace against the slick tile wall of the shower as the other hand moved to his hip, fingers curling in against the narrow line of his hip.

“So fucking hot,” he groaned, nipping the back of Arthur’s neck. It was a move born of possession, still fighting the desire to buck, to slam into him until they were both too weak to stand.

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Arthur moved his hand braced against the tile to Tony's and clasped onto his, lacing their fingers together. He inhaled and hissed a breath through his teeth. "Fuck -- two months --," he didn't finish that train of thought and only made to press back against Tony.

If he wasn't as needy and wanting of it as much as Tony was, he may be a little embarrassed by how undone he becomes when they're pressed so close together. But he is needy and he isn't embarrassed in the least.

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Panting hot and heavy against the back of Arthur’s neck, knowing everything his lover meant. So much. Not enough. Wanting so much more because of all they had gone without.

Groaning as he shifted, pushing deeper with stuttering jerks of his hips.

“I know,” he whispered, moaning softly as his fingers curled against Arthur’s. “Feel so good.”

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Arthur groaned, pressing back against him with a rugged inhale. His fingers tightened around Tony's, effectively holding onto him. "Mmmhm," he mumbled, clenching around him as he bit down on his bottom lip. "So fucking good."

He could feel beads of sweat that had nothing to do with the shower and everything to do with his body temperature.

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Restraint was foreign to Tony. He just wasn’t a man known for it but he would. For Arthur. For the sake of their relationship. That realization hit him hard. This was a relationship. It was more than just training and sex.

Closing his eyes, he leaned in closer to Arthur, pushing into him steadily, a soft moan rumbling through him as he took a bit more, finding himself buried to the hilt within him.

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He breathed in and out, his eyes closed when Tony bottomed out. He groaned low and pressed his forehead against the tile. Arthur clenched around him at first before slowly relaxing around him.

He felt close to Tony in this moment. Closer than he had to anyone in a very long time. He had come here instead of one of his safe houses. Tony had asked him to start leaving things in the closet (aside from a stray suit or two). It was... a huge step they were taking but one he very much wanted to take.