Jack Dawson has nothing on Steph [verse: Bee's Knees]

[stephrogers]

Stephanie had finally finished moving everything to her floor at the Stark Tower. Including having secret drawers that not even Natasha or Fury could get to that held more precious items and some...very special items like books and things.

She even had ventured out a few days ago to buy fresh art supplies but found herself actually lacking in inspiration for the first time. It was a quiet afternoon. Everyone else were out or working quietly today in their respective areas.

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[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

Tony thinks for a moment before going over to kneel and keep his head bowed, his hands going behind his back. A lot like when they play together.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

Steph nearly dropped her palette as she immediately felt herself grow...hot at the position. She gripped her paintbrush and began to lay down the first layer of paint.

"Any idea how handsome you are, Tony?" she murmured.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

His eyes slide closed and he can't help the small moan that escapes him. He doesn't move but he gives the standard answer that he's suppose to give. "Yes, ma'am."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"You should say thank you when someone gives you a compliment too," she murmured. Steph did her best to steady her hand as she added more colors and busied herself with her easel. Speed painting: possible with super speed in you.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

He blushes a little before nodding. "Thank you, ma'am..." Tony keeps himself steady.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

Her eyes glanced over. Tony was handsome. Beautiful in some lights. And all hers. Steph smiled softly and waited for the paint to dry. Her painting had Tony as he was right now but in a setting that was more...Tony. Big, wide bed with red satin sheets in the background.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

Right now Tony has no concerns. The lab, the world...it all bleeds away into nothing now and Tony doesn't mind at all. HE stays perfectly still which is a feet only Steph can make happen.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"Do you want to see?" she calls out softly. She wouldn't mind just watching him like this for hours on end. Steph got up and walked over, crouching down to kiss his forehead, nose, cheeks.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

He sighs contently. "Yes, ma'am. I'd like to see..."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

She stood up again and walked over to her easel. "Come here."

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

Slowly he unfolds himself from the floor and goes over to her.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

She turned the easel a bit for him to see. "What do you think?"

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

He studies it. "You did very well, ma'am."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"That's because I had a wonderful model, Tony." She nuzzled his cheek.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

He smiles at her. "Thank you."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

She leaned and kissed him softly. "What else have you got planned for the day?"

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

He shrugs. "I didn't really plan this."

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

Steph laughed and kissed him again. "Why don't you lay back? I want to paint you reclining as well."

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

He smiles a little and kisses back. "Sounds good to me." He steps back and goes over to lay out.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

Tony just got her hot under the collar. Even more so ever since they started this whole thing between them. She didn't know it but she was slowly learning that she liked having control over Tony, being able to look after him like this.

She took her brush and paint and walked over to where he was laying out.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

Tony's eyes are closed when she comes over to him. He's thinking about some of their time together and how nice it is that he doesn't have to actually think right now. Nothing is expected of him but to be a good boy for Steph.

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

And he was always a good boy. She brushed her fingers along his shoulders, his arms, his chest, sides. "Such a good boy, Tony. You're always a good boy for me," she murmured.

Steph got up and loaded her palette with reds and yellows and began to brush lightly along his sides and abs with the same coloration as his armor.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

He smiles at the praise but that morphs into a confused look when she starts painting him. He looks down at his side to see the colour. "What are you doing?"

[msrogers.livejournal.com]

"Painting," came her simple reply. Steph frowned and put down the brush. "No, that's not gonna work. Needs a more...personal touch." She dipped her fingers in the yellow paint and began to fingerpaint on him.

[aheartofsteel.livejournal.com]

"Huh..." Tony just lets it happen. Whatever she wants to do with him she can do.