He smirked, tossing his shirt over the chair with his pants and then coming over to Tony. He looked like a god and sometimes he felt like it. Other times, he was still that skinny kid from Brooklyn and he just didn't know what to do with a body that looked like this.
Steve stops, just out of reach, eyes sly as he asks, "Is this close enough?"
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Date: 2015-05-22 06:04 pm (UTC)Steve stops, just out of reach, eyes sly as he asks, "Is this close enough?"