Steve groaned softly, licking his lips. “I love you too,” he answered, watching Peter’s eyes as they changed just a bit. He loved watching his husband’s eyes… they were a brighter blue than his own at times, but then, when his power came to the front, the crimson red was almost just as beautiful in Steve’s mind. “So, my love, what exactly did you have in mind?”
Peter hummed and dipped his head to nibble at Steve’s neck playfully. “I was going to take my time, make you beg for me.” he whispered huskily, kissing at Steve’s jawline. “We do have the manor to ourselves for the weekend, so you can be as loud as you want.” he smirked, settling between his husband’s legs and gently cover Steve’s body with his own. “Unless you wanted to do something else?” he inquired softly, nuzzling into Steve’s neck.
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