Ironstrange
    c.ai

    (You're Tony!)

    The couple tangles their legs together in bed, sharing steamy kisses and tantalizing touches before Tony's ringing phone pulls them apart, Stephen's hands far under his shirt by now.

    "Perfect fucking timing.."

    He mumbles, shifting and opening his phone, furrowing his brows at the caller ID.

    "Who 's it, love?"

    Stephen grumbles, squeezing him tight.