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[Taking up blame is a more healthy sort of self destruction. Matt would much rather that in Tony, in himself as well. Growing closer and closer to this man it is easier to read his motives. Make what's already there better. A tinkerer and a fixer the way Matt has been trying to be a protector and fighter since who knows how long.

Nelson and Murdock paychecks won't get Tony a nice car or tickets to that band he likes. Matt will remember what bands they are, what songs he likes and what albums he has. And the time spent together he's present. This is important to him. It's not just touch and taste. The feeling and state of being here with him.

No pants so there's that. And he snickers at the bite, it makes his jaw drop and he rolls his hip.]

Now I'm gonna get you naked.

[Out of his shirt. Eventually. That slip of tongue and the way saliva feels, Matt shivers and makes it another lush hip roll.]

Let me take care of you today? Huh?

[Suck him off. Maybe fuck him. Who cares who is on top. He is happy, not picky.]

[ They're both pretty good in that arena. The self-destruction, that is. Self-sacrifice is another hard play that the two of them deal with. Boiling it down to the basics, like he did with Harley once, he's simply: the mechanic. Tony sees enough that he can pick up on the bruises and the busted knuckles. He's surprised he kept his identity a secret from some people for so long.

He likes that Matt will remember songs he likes, or the bands and their albums. He also knows what small luxuries he can afford to dote on Matt with. Like snacks from a local bakery that doesn't use any chemical additives, and it's all made by hand. Or soft blankets and sheets so that he can rest (when he does stumble in) in comfort at least.

Tony watches hungrily at the way that Matt's jaw drops, and groans softly at the roll of his hip. ]

Sounds like a pretty good plan.

[ Said in a rush, half-mumbled as he kisses on down his neck and to his collarbone, dropping a kiss at the hollow of his throat. It's an easy night, no rush or anything more than the two of them. They don't always get to take their time. ]

Yeah, we can do that.

[ He knows he'll get to return the favor in time. ]

[Matt Murdock strives to stay in people's blind spot. They only see of him what he wants. If you stand like a fighter they'll see a fighter. If you walk around with a stumble and confusion then the rest is very easy. Not everyone has Tony's critical eye.

The sheets they can share. And now and again their music tastes align. The deep cuts of 90s bands. Jazz selections. Oh and some sick prog rock.]

That's my man.

[The current of affections runs both ways. The wire is live. Matt is tuned in as he strokes down Tony's now bare back. Little points under the skin where there's hardware.]

I missed the way you make my bedroom smell.

[And feel. He has to make himself slip off of Tony's lap if he wants to make good on his plans. Fingers feel over his chest. The loving hum of electronics. No matter what people say the piece at the center is warm to Matt. Not from energy just being Tony's. His mouth moves on muscled skin as he pulls at the fabric of his pants.]

[ He does a damn good job of it. It's still strange to know what he does, and know that the rest of the world (for the most part) is none the wiser. They don't spend a lot of time out together in public, mostly for the sake of Matt's identity. Also, probably for the sake of his sanity. It's not easy being on the periphery of Tony Stark.

When their tastes don't align it's refreshing. He doesn't often get to try things that are new, and he likes the simple ways he's introduced to more that he never would have found without Matt. There's a definite smile that comes to his face at Matt's comment, affectionate and warm. He hopes it sounds out enough in his voice, in his heartbeat, and with his touch. ]

For as long as you'll have me.

[ Which is hopefully a very, very long time. There's an electric current that runs through him at the other man's touch that has nothing to do with the implants under his skin, or the reactor in his chest. The only other person that can get as close to it as Matt is Pepper, which is telling in so many ways. ]

Guess that means I'll just have to drop in more often. Maybe surprise you? I mean, that'd be a challenge, but I'm good for it.

[ He'd make it a personal mission to find a way. He groans in mock upset at the loss of warmth as Matt moves to climb off of him, but it's quickly replaced by a soft hum as he tries to help get his own pants out of the way. ]

[When was the last time Tony knew true anonymity? There have been small scandals in the gossip magazine circuit about secret rendezvous and cheating by people who don't understand the nature of this attraction. Matt is kept out of that limelight. Less attention, less fuss. And in doing that a bit of protection to what parts of Tony's reputation remain. He doesn't want to be participating in tarnishing his legacy, his company, his life no matter which way the pendulum of favor swings.

Sharing interests like the brief meditations and calming exercises he's come across. Did Tony meditate before? Hell's Kitchen is in no short supply of mom and pop places to go for snacks and exotic food. Tony is also constantly showing Matt new things his phone can do to make life easier for him. Opposites can learn so much from one another.

There's love and then there is loving Tony Stark.]

See, I'm not going to let you go.

[His lips stay curled at the corners in a smile as he slathers more and more kisses. Maybe the words get lost on Tony's skin. Maybe they don't. They're wet, open mouthed as he reaches to free his length from soft cotton. Matt is letting himself get lost in texture, smell and taste.]

You're welcomed to try. I think I'll still like the results.

[That attention and presence. How could he say no? Matt wets his lips and makes a long, fluid stroke enjoying the way Tony's cock rests in his hand. On the up pull he lowers to work his mouth over the smooth, blunt tip.]

[ Never. He's been in the spotlight since he was a kid. Pictures in magazines with his dad. Touting the accomplishments of the man whose child was already a genius. Publicity stunts and the like. This also wouldn't be the first time there's been talk of sneaking around behind Pepper, except this time it's really not the case. Not that anyone else is going to find that out.

He tries. He's not the greatest, he considers work to be his sort of meditation. He can get lost in problems and equations the same way a holy man can a mantra. One of these days, if he can't take Matt to the fancy, exotic places, he's going to have it flown out to them. That sounds like a great plan.

He opens his mouth to comment, words getting away from him with a soft exhale of pleasure at Matt's hand wrapped around his cock. ]

I mean---who can resist this, huh?

[ It's a little difficult to tease with Matt being as attentive as he is. Just watching him kneeling on the floor in front of him does a lot to fry his collective brain cells, and it's been too damn long since either of them have had anything close to this. ]

Shit.

[ Honestly, the things that come to mind when he's with Matt are more than a little blasphemous and he keeps that all to himself. ]

[A genius yes, though a man with a heart. Being a showoff and a sensation doesn't mean he is without that need to be in the shadows to feel the other side of affection. It can come from one source, Tony knows. Matt is so very, very grateful for his chance. Adoring the way his body feels, sounds and tastes. If meditation, essential oils and strategic massages don't work then good ol' fashioned TLC will.]

Relax, just relax.

[Talking sweetly as his mouth moves along his shaft before sucking him down again. Both palms smooth over his thighs. Matt's eyes drift shut as a moan projects through the action.]

This is taking it slow, huh?

[ Tony, for all of his antics, in and out of the spotlight has never been one to not share a certain amount of himself. Even at his most narcissistic, he still attended charities, galas, and the like. His heart wasn’t fully in it then, but it is now. It’s hard to prove himself, even these days, and he’s lucky he has people in his life that he doesn’t owe anything to in that way.

Pepper is glad that he can find what he needs in more than one place. She understands that she may not be able to give him everything that he needs, but that doesn’t nullify what they share. It doesn’t detract from what she brings to the table. In fact, it highlights it all around the board. He’s a lucky man to have both of them, which is understating it. He makes it a point to dote on them as often as he's able.

His breath leaves him in a soft rush, want making him pant a moment as he tries to follow Matt’s instruction. It’s not easy to relax when your partner is intent on slowly driving you out of your mind.

His breath hitches again, and when Matt’s mouth engulfs him, and he reaches for one of the hands smoothing up over his thighs with a moan in response. ]

Mmmmm hmmm.

[At least in the fellatio department. Once fixed around he works up and down slowly, tongue curling beneath and letting his skills at detail play out for Tony's enjoyment.

This is how he sees the other man shine, in moments where attention is on him from someone he loves and trusts. Not just in illicit acts. Matt has felt it when Tony reads to him a headline that has come to his attention. Having an small, captive and adoring audience is the kind of spotlight that he needs to be under. The better to wonder at him for all that he is.

Their fingers entwine. The electric hum and beat work together to make a beautiful synth sound. Matt bobs his head to the motion, slipping further to take as much as his mouth can hold.]

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