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Tony’s pinned between Steve’s hips and the toilet’s sink. They’re glad they’re flying on one of the good planes today with enough room to fit the two of them, and perhaps switch positions if they have time.
“You’re looking like a snack in this outfit,” Steve mumbles in his ear, his scent giving away how badly he wants to be inside him.
“I’m wearing the same uniform as everyone,” Tony replies, and he lets the alpha slide his hands under his skirt. Of course he wasn’t going to miss the opportunity of wearing the same attire as his female co-workers.
“I know,” Steve rips his panties apart with one hand, not minding that the rest of them are right behind the door. “But yours is the one I’m ruining tonight.”
“You are?” Tony asks innocently, burying his fingers in blonde hair. “Tell me what you’re gonna do to me, Captain.”
Steve licks his lower lip, picking him up and leaving him on the sink where he can use a teasing finger to check how wet the omega is. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you will be resting in bed for a whole day afterwards.”
Tony moans when Steve uses his own slick to press a finger in, hungry open mouth searching Steve’s to keep him grounded. He starts moving frenetically, crashing against the finger, then forward onto the alpha’s chest, chasing a climax Steve left him waiting for the last time.
“And when I can’t use your tiny holes anymore, you’re lucky your pretty mouth would do it.” Two quick thrust Steve grants him, and it’s all he needs to make Tony come so hard it surprises the two of them.
“I guess my heat is starting,” Tony points out. “You better live up to your word, Rogers.”