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[Heart in a Knot] We're on the cusp of something (w/ Tony)

The news of Maurice Fischer's death hit Arthur's radar within minutes/hours of it happening.

It didn't take long for Arthur to pack up what he had and be on the way to the warehouse to warn Cobb, getting there at the same time as Saito's driver pulled in.

After that, it was a flurry of activity. To get Eames and Yusuf to the warehouse, to make sure all documentation of the job was burned and to clean the warehouse of any fingerprints or discriminating evidence of their actions.

Saito assured them that he had the best team on it but Arthur preferred to do his own clean up. To make sure what needed to be burned was burned, etc.

Soon, they were all at the airport as they waited for the flight that would take them to Australia to meet up with Robert Fischer.

Arthur sat with a cup of airport coffee resting on a knee held onto by one hand and his phone in the other, flipping through news reports for something to catch his eye. After a few minutes, he typed out a text to Tony.

We're on the move. If all goes as planned, I'll be in LA by the weekend.

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It was hard for Arthur to imagine leaving any time soon. He would, eventually, leave to take a job but he didn't want to be gone as long as he was this time around. Not again.

He moaned into Tony's mouth and tightened his fingers in his hair, wrapping both legs around his waist. Truth was, Tony wouldn't have to work too hard to drive Arthur mad with desire. Not after months of only having phone calls and texting to keep them connected, at least.

He loved feeling Tony's body against his and that mouth against his own. "Fuck," He murmured against Tony's mouth before pressing a hard kiss to his lips again.

It had been a need to hold him close, to kiss him and keep him to him. It had been a desire to be near him and not be without him. But it hadn't taken long before it was a need for so much more. To remember, to remind. To confirm they were here and together and the world hadn't taken them from one another. They were together, and here, and that was what mattered.

Moving against him, rocking his body against the point man's. "God. Thought... I can't... I need you here," he finally managed, breathing the word out between kisses. "I know jobs," he said, still rocking against him, caught up in lust and love and a million other things. "But make this home, Arthur. Please."

He hadn't even thought about it, about making him moving in official, but there it was.

Arthur shivered underneath his body and let a low noise escape his mouth as he concentrated on feeling the other man above him. "You are my home," he said, not having meant to say it quite like that but it was the truth.

Wherever Tony was, Arthur was home.

He had been to many places and had many safe houses all around the world but when it came down to it, nothing had felt like home. Not until he had met Tony and they started building something together. Building a relationship together. It was only then that Arthur started to feel like he had somewhere he could and wanted to return to.

No one had ever said anything like that to Tony. Hell, he had never expected to hear anything like that in all his life. Yet he knew it was true. They were together. They were with one another.

"Yeah well, I'm here, so stay with me. You can have your own room, a lab, an office. Whatever you need, but make it here," he said, leaning down to kiss him again.

He needed this so badly that it made his chest hurt. His damn heart actually hurt thinking about close he had come to losing this perfect man beneath him, and he would never take that chance again.

Not if they could somehow avoid it.

He hadn't realized he was holding his breath until that exact moment that Tony had reiterated that he wanted Arthur there. To stay there. With him. And he would have responded, especially to that 'his own room' bit but then Tony's mouth was on his again and he really loved the way Tony's mouth felt against his.

Arthur pulled away from his mouth for just a second to respond. "I don't want my own room. An office, however, is something I could use," he said before leaning up to kiss him again, sliding a hand into his hair. "An an extra large closet,"he teased him with a smile.

He didn't want to lose Tony and though he would continue to take jobs, he was not working a job that would potentially make him lose this man above him. When he was on that plane to New York and had yet to get a hold of Stark, he had felt sick to his stomach with worry - sure he had lost him or something else terrible had happened.

Tony was tense. He was taking a chance, asking for something he ha never thought he would honestly wan. Except he did. He wanted it more than he could ever imagine. He wanted this and then Arthur was saying he didn't need his own room and his shoulders relaxed ever so slightly.

"Well, office can happen, with your own whiteboard walls," he said, smirking at that. "And we'll convert the room you don't want into a closet," he offered, meaning it. "I'll get Pepper on it in the morning, have it done in a few days. If you need things moved here, we can do it, or hire someone."

He understood that Arthur might not want strangers, even ones that Tony hired, handling his things.

"Anything else you need? Speak now or forever hold your peace," he teased.

"And filing cabinets and one of your special computer systems," he teased him with a smile. He liked his whiteboards. They created less of a mess than chalkboards did and no matter how many times he found himself careful with chalk, it always managed to find it's way on his suit of the day.

"May want to focus on the clean up part first - considering most of the tower is destroyed," he said with a smile. As much as he loved the idea of Tony getting started on things for him, Tony had more important situations to take care of. What with gods and the alien invasion. "It'll give me time to pack my things in the flat here and move it over."

As much as he trusted Tony and knew he only hired the best, Arthur didn't want strangers to touch his things. He appreciated the sentiment all the same.

"As of this second? I have no other requests. Other than this...," he leaned up to press his mouth to Tony's again, tightening his fingers in Tony's hair with an appreciative sound.

"Oh I see how it is. Looking for special boyfriend privileges for a top of the line Stark computer, are we? Want the phone and watch that goes with too," he asked, definitely teasing him. Already he was building the system in his mind. "Course, you give up the whiteboards and you can have the full hologram imaging system. Might even manage a travel one for you to take on jobs," he noted, wondering if that would be too much of a give away or, if in his circles, there was enough secretiveness no one would mention it.

"Well, you know. That," he said, waving a hand, smirking. "As for that..." He paused though, considering. "I may revise the plans, because I was going to make floors for the others, but if you're staying here, I won't have you leaving because you're afraid they'll know you're here," he asid, working to protect Arthur as Arthur wanted to be.

That was definitely distracting enough, leaning up into the kiss with a groan, moving to push closer to him, rocking gently against the other man.

Arthur smiled and pulled back from Tony's mouth with a hum. Since knowing and being with Tony, he had never once asked for anything that came out of Stark Industries. If he wanted something, he went out and got it fair and square. As much as he starting to think having one of the hologram imaging systems may be handy on a job or two, he was perfectly fine without them as well. The thought of others figuring it out wasn't, for once, the first thing that passed his mind. Though, giving it some thought, he had been given enough money with this job that it wouldn't seem too far stretched for a man like Arthur to have something like that.

He bit on his lip a little and looked at him more honestly and seriously. "You know I wouldn't never assume that you would simply just give me something, right?" He knew Tony had to know - Arthur wasn't always the easiest to take gifts of any size. He just didn't want the man to think he was just like any other person out there who wanted to take advantage.

Arthur stayed silent for a moment after Tony mentioned the others and himself. He was a private man and he was glad that Tony was considering that just as seriously as Arthur would. "Do you think they'd go around sharing...?"

"And I'm not asking this as Tony Stark inventor of the world, but as someone that's never had a long term love interest, and will keep you wether you let me do things for you or not. But that's the thing, Arthur, I like doing things for people. And you're my favorite person," he said, tones almost plaintiff as if worrying that Arthur might not already know that. "But you don't have to let me. If you say no, I won't."

He leaned in, kissing him once more.

"Would they? No. If we ask them not to, no. They wouldn't say a word. But if you're uncomfortable, you come first and they can have another tower. Only one that stays already knows and isn't saying a word." Pepper.

He honestly had never been told something like that before.

If he thought about it though, and he has, neither of them have been through something like this before and it was frankly new for the both of them. "You're my favorite person too," he admitted and slid his fingers through Tony's hair. "You know, I wouldn't mind testing out the system first."

Arthur smiled when Tony kissed him. He was never not going to get tired of that. He had missed those kisses, his body pressed into his over the last several months.

He nodded, "Let me give it some thought." Truth was, this group would understand the value behind being secret. But first? He wanted to meet them. "I... want to meet them first."

He liked hearing it back, especially because much as people wanted things from Tony, he wasn't always wanted himself. Not that it stopped him from being a jerk, since an ego was what Tony Stark did best. "I know I am. How could I not be," he said, smirking, though he nodded at that question. "Anything you want to play with," he said, giving a smile that was definitely a leer.

And that they shared this kind of intimacy, so easily and wanted between them both, it meant the world to Tony and he'd do it as long as he could.

"All the time you need," he said with a nod, considering what. "Whenever you're up for that."

Arthur grinned at the leer then chuckled. "Could never turn that down, Mr. Stark," he said sending him a teasing wink.

He liked the way they shared this. He liked the way they could banter back and forth and still find comfort and intimacy in kisses, hugs and soft words that they didn't share with anyone else. Arthur wasn't a sentimental man by any means but he was going to hold onto this relationship with Tony for as long as he could. It meant too much to him to do so otherwise.

"I did say that I would go with you tomorrow morning to watch... someone leave I think you said?" He would be okay doing that. This way he could observe.

"Well good. I'd hate to think I invited you to stay and you didn't think you wanted that," he pointed out, laughing. It was a bright sound, genuine, and not the sort that Tony Stark, playboy philanthropist was known for. It was a laugh that Arthur got because he made him feel real and genuine.

"You could call it that. Getting rid of someone," he said, nose wrinkling. "The one that opened the portal to bring on the invasion," he admitted, his voice softening. "Thor's brother."

Not for the first time did he think about how much he genuinely like the sound of Tony's laugh. He grinned in response then chuckled. "Oh no, I want it," he said - had missed it; missed being with him period.

He lifted a hand and slid it over Tony's cheek. "Ah, I see." He didn't like this brother one bit. Not if he nearly lost Tony because of him. "Then, it looks like, I'll meet the crew tomorrow." Arthur leaned up to press a soft kiss to his lips. He hated the look on Tony's face and wanted to make it go away if he could. At the very least, help make it go away for the time being.

He kissed him back, forcing down the fears that came from falling to his death. He didn't want to think about it. He just wanted to see that damn stone and Loki taken care of. Back to Odin wasn't enough for Tony, but he could accept that so long as something was done. He was with the birdbrain on this one though. Death wasn't good enough for Loki with all he had done.

"If you accidentally shoot Loki in the head, not many would mind," he said, offering a bright, tight smile.

Arthur smiled at Tony's words and slid his thumb over Tony's bottom lip. "Mm, I'm sure they wouldn't but from what I can tell, he's a god. I'm not sure it's going to do much to him other than annoy him. And maybe piss off his brother."

Though, for Tony, he would consider it. Even if it was just for a minute.

"Piss him off, sure. Blame you? Probably not," he said. "The man did try and take over my mind," he admitted, moving to tap the piece in his chest. "But this prevented him from doing it. See? My nearly dying was useful. The first time," he added, making a face. "Not sure about the second time."

Arthur rolled them over and settled on top of the other man, sliding his hand over Tony's chest. "I'm really glad that you're in one piece," he admitted, thinking of how close they had both come to losing one another. He leaned down to press a slow kiss to Tony's mouth before sliding his hand over his cheek.

He didn't normally wish for things like this but he really wished he could have picked up that phone call when Tony called. Heard his voice.

Steve let himself be rolled over, hands settling on Arthur's hips and looking up at him. He chuckled at that, leaning up into the kiss, letting it be slow and deep as he leaned into that touch.

"I have to admit," he murmured against his mouth. "Kind of happy myself. You okay though?"

Arthur hummed softly against his mouth and slowly pulled away, looking at him with a softer look. A look that only Tony got to see from the point man. "Yeah, I'm okay," he said, sliding his hand over his neck. It had been a rough ride - Inception - but at the end of the day, everyone had gotten off that plane in L.A. and he was here, with Tony Stark.

He couldn't be better.

"Glad I'm here," he said before sliding his mouth over the other man's again, humming softly.

"If you ever weren't okay, tell me," he said, meaning it. Not a single hesitation in that, despite the fact that Tony rarely made friends or connected with others in this way. It was others he turned to. Instead he came to Arthur, wanting to help him instead of facing what he was going through with his own encounter.

"And you will always be welcome here, Arthur. Always."

He nodded and slid his hand over his neck slowly. "I will," he said and looked at him. He didn't go to many - he didn't trust many - but over the years since they started this relationship of theirs, Arthur felt a closeness to Stark that he didn't feel toward anyone.

"Well, I should hope so - you did ask me to move in," he teased him with a soft smile, looking at him. He appreciated it though - more than any words could say. That wouldn't change the fact that he had safe houses in many cities and countries around the world but it helped knowing... he had someone to come back to.

"And if you don't, I will hunt you down and harass you until you tell me," Tony said, sounding serious and solemn. It was Tony. Maybe he meant it. Maybe it was him being silly. It was never a known sentiment with Stark. Especially learning to accept this that they were sharing and that he hadn't really known before.

"Even if you had said otherwise, I mean it. No matter what happens."

Tony had faced his mortality and he knew there was a chance he wouldn't come home one day. He wanted Arthur to know then he still had a home there.

Arthur felt himself smile at Tony's solemn and serious tone. One thing he learned over the years was to never put anything past Tony Stark. He wouldn't be too surprised if he did hunt him down and harass him.

"I know," he said with a soft smile, nodding. He felt welcome here. Wanted. Loved (though they'd never use that word -- often).

Arthur leaned in and pressed another kiss to the man's mouth, cupping his cheek in his hand. It had been longer than he could admit where he simply felt content, laying here and talking with him. Although the building had sustained a lot of damage, it was still more comfortable than when they were stuck in that cabin during the blizzard.

At least they weren't freezing their asses off.

"Do you feel tired?" He was pretty certain he wasn't the only one who hadn't truly slept in a while.

[Heart in a Knot] We're on the cusp of something (w/ Tony)

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