tony: steve, it’s your BIRTHDAY, you can have literally anything you want for this one day
steve: tony, you’ll be all i want, every day, for the rest of my life
tony, choking up in the middle of the birthday striptease he’d been trying to give steve: i love you so much you huge fucking sap
tony, seductively: well, it’s the fourth of july soldier~ as my present, you get to do whateeeever you want to me — steve: whatever i want? — tony, 7 consecutive hours of sappy cuddling later: so do you want absolutely ANYTHING ELSE for your birthday? — steve, wrapped around tony like a cocoon, face buried in tony’s hair, probably not likely to release for the next year: no
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