Tyler's room, 13 Griffin Way, Monday Night

[tyler_gone]

For reasons Tyler wasn't going to pretend to understand, Steve had let Tony talk about sex in a classroom full of teenagers, unsupervised.

Actually, it surprised him even more that Tony had tried it. He ordered Chinese food and let Tony have the TV remote in hopes of getting the entire story.

Because he had, possibly, learned something, the door was closed and locked with a chain.

[OOC: For the teacher of the year!]

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[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

That got him an amused grin. "Really?"

[tyler_gone]

Did that really need an answer in words? Tyler finished clearing the dishes to the side, then started slowly, carefully unbuttoning Tony's shirt. He took his time; buttons were small and slippery, and he wouldn't want to snag a thread. Plus, he was Totally in Control.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Total control. Tony just watched him for a moment, contemplating if he should take over from there or not.

"Not interested in trying something from class?"

[tyler_gone]

Tyler was about halfway done with the buttons, now, and he paused to trace a fingertip around the arc reactor.

"Like what?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Tony shifted slightly once at the touch, but didn't move past that. "Well, let's see... we've already done a threesome. Maybe four this time?"

[tyler_gone]

The finger finished its circuit and traced further down, though the touch wasn't really a caress. "You think you can get two people interested in something like that here now?"

And then the finger withdrew. "Don't answer that."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Well, not here. Maybe at my place," Tony admitted. "The only question would be if you preferred models or aspiring actresses."

[tyler_gone]

"I'm selfish," Tyler said, serious. Mostly serious. His hand was back at his own side, now. "I don't usually like sharing."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"And you're sleeping with me," Tony pointed out. Just begging him to follow the logic.

[tyler_gone]

Tyler's impatient wiggle asked if they really needed to have this conversation now, again. "I'm sleeping with you," he agreed. "I'm not your boyfriend or your mistress or whatever the hell, and I don't really care what you do when I'm not around." Except for how he totally and completely did, but never mind that. "But that doesn't mean I want you to order a matched set of Russian blondes for us tonight, okay?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I only offered," Tony replied calmly. He took a moment to get this going again, grabbing the bottom of Tyler's shirt and pulling up.

[tyler_gone]

If his shirt was going, so was Tony's. Tyler lifted his arms to let his shirt go over his head, then finished unbuttoning Tony's before pulling him into a kiss.

If the kiss was hard and on the possessive side, well, that was what they were just talking about.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Shrugging his shirt off his shoulders, Tony kissed him back with an equal amount of force. If Tyler wasn't careful, he might give Tony ideas about how to get Tyler to act in a very interesting way in the bedroom.

Yes, Tony was the type to take advantage of it.

[tyler_gone]

Oh, like it was news that Tyler could be manipulated. Tyler continued the kiss and tried to step Tony backward toward the bed. His knees weren't holding him up so well, just then.