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[ The Avengers were having a relatively quiet past few weeks. It'd been fine, until the project he and Banner were working on hit a wall that neither of them could seem to get past. The search for Loki's sceptre was going absolutely nowhere. Then Pepper was called away on Stark Industries business and Tony was left to his own devices.

It was harder to sneak out and have a life of his own, but god did he need away.

He had J make the call for him, and waited until Matt picked up, grinning already at just hearing his voice. Pepper was right, he had it bad, didn't he? ]

Hey there, Little Mac, you doing anything tonight or can I bunk over?

[They're busy. They have separate lives. And Matt has come to accept that. The lines don't always intersect. And he, like the rest of the world have to watch and hold their breath when the Avengers storm whatever battlefield decide to get out in front of them. Quiet is good, for the most part.

He know that idle hands are the devil's playground.]

My schedule is...actually clear for once.

[At least it is now. No better excuse. Hell's kitchen is stabilizing. Matt knows better than to feel accomplished there. The voice in the receiver is like a call to paradise.]</small Come on over.

[ They do have busy and very separate lives, and that's what makes these small moments they can meet in the middle so much more special. He won't pretend to imagine how hard it is for Matt to watch their missions televised around the world, usually in the aftermath, and the high stakes that always come to bear hellish odds. They may not be in the small time, but with people like Matt watching out for that corner of the world, he knows it's in good hands.

Even if it causes worry of it's own. ]

Lucky me. I'll pack up and head over in ten. Shouldn't take more than twenty to get over there.

[ They talk more than they meet, and it's almost tempting to keep going on the phone. Except he really wants to see him. ]

You want anything while I'm on my way? I can bring stuff over.

[Even when he isn't actively trying to listen in, the whole rest of New York is. Tony is one of their own if not the hero of heroes. Front and center. Sure they don't have collectible cards about him like a certain captain type, they're not too far down the line. Hearing his voice on the phone even for right now makes all that worry dissipate.]

Yeah? That's-that's great!

[Sooner than later. Though it seems that time and distance don't matter at all when Tony is determined.]

Nothing I can think of, no. Just you.

[When on earth did they have a moment together last? Lunch a few month ago? No wait, that can't be right.]

Everything alright on your end?

[He's not...going into hiding is he?]

[ Lucky for them they've still managed to somehow keep this on the down low. It's not easy, and they aren't trying to hide the other from the world. But if their lives intersected publicly, neither of them would be able to afford that privacy anymore. That's not something either of them want to lose. ]

Good. I'm getting my stuff now.

[ They'll probably still end up ordering in at some point. They usually do. Tony always has some kind of snack on him though, even if it's the healthier sort. Lately it's still dried blueberries.

God, it's been a while though. They really need to get on top of doing this more often. Provided the world kind of chills for them both. ]

Yeah, everything's great. Just tired of the same old walls, and---I missed you. Saving the world is great and all, but---could use a pause button for a second.

[Matt wonders if that tofu is still good. Then he is trying to remember how Tony likes his tofu, if at all. There's a greater purpose to his step as he starts to pack up the work strewn across his coffee table.]

I can help you try and find one. Or make one.

[These dopes. Papers rustle on his end.]

...I've missed you too.

[And Matthew Murdock is likely one of the worst people at texting.]

[ He does like tofu. He has his moments, like most people, of eating junk food, but he actually does care about what he puts in his body. Then again, near death experience in a cave all those years ago puts it in perspective. ]

I like those ideas. We'll see what we can do once I get there.

[ He hears the papers rustling a bit, and pauses. ]

I didn't interrupt anything, did I?

[ Contrary to what most believe, he does actually give a shit about people. It's hard to shake old images, though. Even then he cared, but caring doesn't get press. Or at least it didn't until it was him. ]

[Matt's leftovers are Tony's leftovers. And at this juncture Matt is pleased to have more than just beer in the fridge. Success! Though he realizes they may have to get take out.

Already feels like a weight is coming off his shoulders knowing that Tony will be around.]

Nah, just scanning a few things from court. I told myself I was going to stop for the day like an hour ago. There's always going to be paperwork.

[He rubs one eye with the heel of his hand as he cradles the phone to his ear.]

[ And vice versa. He's brought party leftovers before especially when some of the local spots that took donations weren't keen on things already opened. Tony gets it. He just buys them what they need when he gets home instead. Works out.

Tony's got a tablet in a bag, phone and the rest. It's a small overnight backpack, but if he needs more it isn't like he can't get it. He has to juggle the phone a second while he tugs a hoodie on, and grabs a ball cap. ]

Good thing I called then. All right, I'm on my way. See you soon.

[ He says it with a smile, and heads out of the lab and towards the elevator. ]

[That double life that Matt has does leave him with odd realizations that he has to go shopping and do chores sometimes. Those details of life absolutely creep up on him. Heightened senses don't mean heightened sense of time passing and personal care is notoriously low on his personal priority list. Foggy, Karen and Tony are terrific people encouraging better habits through the lens of being a better guest. (If not for outright scolding.)

The soon doesn't seem soon enough. Matt is ready and waiting with a smile spread across his face as he greets Tony the minute he smells that designer cologne mixed with engine oil.]

Hey.

[A muted greeting, the embrace is what says a lot more I've missed you, I'm so glad you're here, I want to get all over you.]

[ Tony is admittedly not the greatest person at looking out for himself. Half the time he forgets if he ate that morning, or what it might have been. Even for all of his healthy eating antics. JARVIS keeps track of all that, and it makes things easier for him. It also helps having the other Avengers around as well, since they usually notice if he forgets to do something like eat all day instead of just drinking coffee.

He already knows the door is going to open before he gets there, and it makes him grin, chuckling softly. ]

Hey.

[ Repeated, but heartfelt underneath the singular word. It's easy to wrap his arms around Matt, careful since he doesn't know if he's got any injuries he needs to be wary of, but no less warm or inviting. When he pulls back, it's only to bring a hand up and cup the other man's face, and lean in for a slow kiss. It's been a while, a little bit of reacquainting is definitely on the list of things to do. ]

[The warmth and weight of arms around him and deeply breathing in Tony for all he is. Bruises what are they really? Nothing is going to hinder him from enjoying the embrace.

Matt is still smiling as his sleepy eyes--one with a fading bruise around the socket--slip shut in the kiss. The taste of coffee is what comes first. Not at all a complaint. He gently pulls at Tony encouraging him through the threshold, bags and all. All the better to shut the door.

It has been too long. They can agree across the board. Nice to know that no matter how much time and crazy in between, their mouths meet without issue.

Warmth spreads through his face and he hums happily. If they can get the door closed he's going to shove off that silly cap.]

[ It's easy to let Matt draw him in close, The way they slot together is surprisingly easy. Tony's no stranger to sex and pleasure, but intimacy is another thing entirely. The only people in his life who've gotten to enjoy that particular benefit are Pepper and Matt. Tony fully intends to keep it that way.

He leans back, and catches a glimpse of that bruise around his eye, but puts that down to ask about later. Letting the other man tug him through the doorway, he grins against his mouth with the kiss. Once there's enough room between them and the door to get it shut, Tony hooks a foot around it to kick it closed. The bag is the next thing to go, and he only breaks the kiss long enough to pull the strap over his head and let it drop to the floor next to them.

Then he's going in for another kiss, chasing after the warmth of his lips and that hum he wants to hear again, hands settling against the other man's sides. ]

[There is a balance. A few times before some misunderstandings and awkwardness. How else does one really take in a love affair with the Tony Stark. And getting to know the man and Miss Potts, it's all water under the bridge. Matt knows where he stands with no worry or hesitation. Tony gives so much affection and has never played with emotions in anyway. There is no one like him.

He snickers at himself and nods. Yes, they should jut shut the door then. A smile stays on his mouth right up until the moment they're kissing again, his fingers carding through the other man's. A very warm hello. Tony gets not only another hum but a sigh. This is what life on the daily has been missing.]

Couch or bedroom?

[For a proper catching up. His teeth drag along the other man's lower lip.]

[ Awkwardness and misunderstandings seem to abound around him. Tony never would have thought this would be a thing that would happen when it first began. Happy hadn't been thrilled with it, and Tony had shut that down like he had a billion other things in the past. The man was overprotective, and he couldn't really blame him, considering who he is. With the people he's closest to, a circle that now gets to include Matt, he gets to be open and just himself.

Seeing the smile on Matt's face earns an answering one from Tony until they kiss. He deepens the kiss, easy and slow with a lazy bit of exploration as he licks at the seam of the other man's mouth. He's missed this. The sounds he can pull from Matt, and the way he starts to cave in on himself and relax as if he can't do it any other time. ]

Bedroom.

[And let's not totally say that the bumpy starts and stops were exclusively because of Tony being himself. Matt has also been one to give off mixed signals. God only knows how long it took him to come around and confess in his way what it is he does besides be a lawyer. Oh and that blindness thing. Now if only his private life could braid into his public life. Or that he could neatly find a way to get his friends to believe that this sis not some executive grade fraternization.

At least Matt knows without question that Happy has Tony's best interests in mind. Pepper too. A playboy, philanthropist and genius cannot flourish on his own. And he wants Matt amidst is how chaotic energy as part of that trust.]

I was hoping.

[Not like they can't find comfort either way. Could even be a rooftop for goodness sake. Matt knows the place like the back of his hand and pulls Tony into another deep kiss, confident of how he can pull them both without stumbling. A low, approving rumble sound is muffled in the liplock.]

[ Let's face it: no one would have been surprised if the bumpy starts were just on Tony's side of things. They usually are. Ask anybody. Rhodey, Pepper, Happy, and JARVIS will be more than eager to enumerate. Tony didn't begrudge him the hiding of his identity, though. He couldn't expect everyone to manage to announce it as publicly as he has and it not affect their daily life so profoundly.

He's glad to know that Matt doesn't take any offense to the worry posed by other parties. He's pleased that they've managed to move past that. Now Matt is a part of his life that he couldn't imagine not having. ]

Couch later. We'll order in.

[ Maybe. If they don't just end up lounging in bed after and falling asleep while they catch up on everything else they've missed. It's easy to let Matt take the reigns and pull him along, certain that they won't end up knocking into anything like he might have been concerned about with anyone else. The deepening of the kiss earns a soft moan out of Tony, never one to be shy about being vocal as he crowds him a little as they move along. So what if he can't get enough of him in his space and in his arms? They don't get enough moments like this. ]

[Just because Tony is the scapegoat of difficulty all day, every day doesn't mean he should solely shoulder that. His inner circle and support team love him for all of his flaws because they make his strengths even more exquisite. Matt's hyper sensitivity and contriteness don't easily endear him to others in professional or polite circumstance. That stigma of disability, that too. And being very distrustful, dare we even say uncomfortable with wealth and wealthy people.

There are more than a few scars on his heart from people with generous gifts like time and affection. He has become better at getting over himself to pay back. No, he doesn't have a bank account to put small countries to shame. He can and will lavish Tony with moments like this and more.

He has to part from their kiss to laugh. Just because. It's that giddy feeling pulled out of him. One arm keeps them in that embrace Tony's started. the other pulling at his choice of pants. Their knees touch the bed and he twists to put the other man down first. Lips at his pulse. Whatever the choice is of cologne or wash it pairs handsomely with the adrenaline and spike of sexual energy. Fitted on his man's lap, it's a great place to be and perfect for the right contact to warm up.]

[ Tony shoulders a lot more than just that. Probably, likely, to his own detriment. He likes that here he doesn't have to do that. That he can just be himself, which is something very few people get to see. Tony adores Matt, for every flaw he finds and each small bit of time he gets to steal from him. The fact that he helps him navigate a world he wouldn't have been a part of without him.

He's glad that Matt let him in. He doesn't push for the reasons why he's reserved at times, and he's learned to kind of tone down his more extravagant gestures. It's not that he thinks that this is why people want him around, but more that this is, in part, how he shows his affection. He likes the ways that Matt chooses to show his affection, in these moments, and other small ones that warm his heart.

Tony's heart does a happy flutter in his chest at the sound of Matt's laugh, and he can't help the answering chuckle. He leans in and presses their foreheads together, noses brushing. He helps Matt with his belt and pants, stumbling a little in his haste to help get them out of the way and failing. There's a soft oof when he ends up on the bed first with an arm and lap full of the other man.

Hands settled on the other man's hips, he grins and leans in to nip at Matt's jaw. ]

Now what, huh?

[ Ducking his face down to find his pulse point along his throat and gently lave attention at the spot. ]

[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. ]

( closed to fightlikehell. )

( i will not fit perfectly you will have to break me in. )

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