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jack "hug me and i will poison you" benjamin ([personal profile] cicatrize) wrote in [community profile] amusebox2014-08-05 08:22 pm
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Tony/Jack post cdc au thinger idk

"Is he naked?"

"Probably."

Maria Hill's unfortunate job often times includes walking personally up, or down, to the Stark labs to deliver a message or guide a guest to the Avenger they'd come to visit. As such, she's been privy to Jack and Tony's lack of understanding (or caring (mostly caring)) that a public workspace (even if you own said public workspace) is not the place to engage in weird, kinky sex. So she's really not too terribly surprised when she spots Jack Benjamin lying naked (save for a sheet barely covering the important bits) on the lab couch, not too far from Tony, when she comes to deliver her message.

"Did you guys just have sex in here? Ew."

"No, no, he just does this when he gets bored." But they have had sex in here. A lot. Actually, on this very table Maria has her palms rested against. What, it was cleaned since then?

"Lay around naked in your lab?"

"Multitask." Tony pauses what he's doing for a moment in favor of turning back to actually look at Jack now, snoozing peacefully, with the light blanket only barely covering the bits that ought to be censored, and so sue him if his eyes linger a little too long on the V shaped muscle indentation that naturally directs the eyes lower. This asshole right here. "He is both napping and making me sexually frustrated for the hours I told him I had to work and couldn't stay in bed and blow him."

"Ah. Charming." The flattest of commentary. Maria Hill's been fitting in pretty well in that sense. "Well, some of the top members of the CIA are coming up in about ten minutes, he might want to relocate his multitasking."

Tony's already gone back to what he'd been working on, head bowed over the work table, and without looking over his shoulder to the naked person in question, he's calling out to relay the message.

"Babe. The President's sending his lackies by and they want you to move your ass."

It's not graced with an answer. Not even a grumble. Just Jack shifting, flipping onto his opposite side, with chest now facing the couch back, and naked back facing the lab at large. Not the most graceful of movements either, considering the sheet that had been keeping him relatively decent is now really only masking half of Jack's ass, and Jack's making no motion to correct it. Tony doesn't even need to glance back to him to know what's likely happened.

"He's not a big fan of the President. Or democracy, as a whole. It's a royalist thing. Sorry. They'll have to deal."

And hopefully leave sooner rather than later. While Tony is pretty fond of democracy, he's not so much one of suits in his lab and touching his stuff. If Jack's firmly toned, pert ass helps in the cause to get them gone faster, that's a-okay with him. Team work.

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