[There's a definite lull to his tone, though some of it is just a little dreamy. Like he actually is dreaming up this scenario- Steve, much smaller than he's used to, holding his hands together in some corner while rowdy teens are drinking and having a good time, and he's very much not.]
It's 'cuz I wasn't throwing them. You do better, when they're mine.
[Does this make sense? No. Does it need to? Also no. His idea simply being that Steve seems to always have a better time when Stark Parties are happening. But more than that, just that they both have a better time, when they're both together. Definitely doesn't make sense in this context but it makes him happy.
And he exhales, soft and slow, eyes closing and staying that way this time, snuggling in just a little more. Definitely enjoying those gentle touches that threaten to send him drifting so far down he'll be there for a while. Until the morning when he's far less amicable and sweet.]
You'll regret that. I think maybe. Fishnets. Or leather. Sexy cop's too obvious. Maybe I'll put you in one of those Iron Dancer costumes. You'd look great in that.
[The incredibly revealing ones with the booty shorts, the bras, the gloves. Yes. Steve would look great in those. Even the heels, he bets.]
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[There's a definite lull to his tone, though some of it is just a little dreamy. Like he actually is dreaming up this scenario- Steve, much smaller than he's used to, holding his hands together in some corner while rowdy teens are drinking and having a good time, and he's very much not.]
It's 'cuz I wasn't throwing them. You do better, when they're mine.
[Does this make sense? No. Does it need to? Also no. His idea simply being that Steve seems to always have a better time when Stark Parties are happening. But more than that, just that they both have a better time, when they're both together. Definitely doesn't make sense in this context but it makes him happy.
And he exhales, soft and slow, eyes closing and staying that way this time, snuggling in just a little more. Definitely enjoying those gentle touches that threaten to send him drifting so far down he'll be there for a while. Until the morning when he's far less amicable and sweet.]
You'll regret that. I think maybe. Fishnets. Or leather. Sexy cop's too obvious. Maybe I'll put you in one of those Iron Dancer costumes. You'd look great in that.
[The incredibly revealing ones with the booty shorts, the bras, the gloves. Yes. Steve would look great in those. Even the heels, he bets.]