Time to seize the fucking day

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Time to seize the fucking day
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(This is basically my sick mind trying to give a bit of a backstory to Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange. Because I feel like that came a bit short in the movies. I can't believe that I don't find Groundhog Day comparisons anywhere, so this is definitely inspired by that movie. Also, this is an IRONSTRANGE fanfiction. So if you are homophobic or don't ship this fabulous pairing, this might not be the fic for you. This actually might not be the account for you. I'll take creative freedom here. Expect a lot of Sherlock and Patrick Melrose references because I can.)A story of what Stephen Strange was, what he is and what he can become.
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I have absolutely no idea where this will take us, Ladies and Gentlemen, but I am so happy that you decided to read it! I will put WARNINGS for every chapter INTO THE NOTES, so always read them. It's like my school works, I have a rough idea but in the end, I just make stuff up as I go. No idea how long this will be, but I've not written anything in ages. Let's start this...WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: Description of a minor character's death, suicidal thoughts, panic attack, sleep paralysis(We're starting off good...)
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Hovering Devices

“What the fuck are they doing?”

”I think they are hovering.”

Tony sat up and looked at his boyfriend who was burying his face in the pillow.

”I don’t think that a hovering device sounds like that.”

”A hovering device”, the doctor shook his head without lifting it.

”You really just called it a hovering device.”

Stark smirked and caressed through the other’s hair, entangling his own fingers a bit.

”Who knows who sucks harder than a hovering device?”

”Tony!”

”That is correct”, the engineer nodded proudly.

”No, I mean-“

”I know exactly what you meant.”

”I doubt that.”

”Just- give me that. I’m skilled.”

”You-“

”Skilled.”

”But-“

”I suck so good, baby.”

”Okay.”

Stephen sat up with a sigh.

”This conversation is literally making my braincells die.”

”It’s sucking them out of you.”

”Yeah, it- Oh for fuck’s sake.”

”So I understand you correctly, the boys are giving us a day off and you are not interested in any activities that include sucking?”

”Mhm”, Stephen nodded.

”And- blowing?”

”Tony-“

”Moving the hips?”

”I feel terribly unattractive.”

Stark looked at the other man a bit stunned. He didn’t expect that but Stephen clearly must have been joking.

”Why?”

”I don’t know”, he shrugged.

”You serious? Or is that one of those ‘I want a compliment now’ bratty bottom talks that I don’t understand?”

”No”, the other mumbled and finally sat up properly.

Tony frowned even more than he already did and cupped Stephen’s cheek.

”Why? You’re gorgeous.”

”Yes, well. I just don’t feel good about myself.”

”But- okay.”

Tony leaned back and pulled Stephen half on top of him, caressing his back.

”Listen, I’m insecure too. First and foremost because I most days feel like one of Snow White’s dwarfs six out of seven days of the week. Even my own son has to look down at me at this point. I’m thinking about getting heels but then I’d be way too gay to be subtle. Point is-“

Stephen couldn’t help but smile.

”Point is that I understand what it means to be insecure and that we all aren’t perfect. But let me tell you, if my sexy dwarf self would have to find his Snow White, you know, the prettiest bitch in town and all over the world, I’d pick you.”

The shorter pressed a kiss onto the top of Stephen’s head.

”You know, hair black as ashes, streaks in your hair white as snow, because my friend you’re getting old too, it is happening and a cape red as blood-“

”Cloak.”

”-sssh. I’m trying to be cute.”

”Ah”, the taller smiled against Tony’s chest.”

”And I’m hiding all the apples out of this household because an apple a day keeps the doctor away and I won’t allow that. Just like in the fairytale.”

”Just like in the fairytale?”

”Yes, darling. Don’t you remember the apple eating eighth dwarf?”

”Hmmm...”

”He was in the original version. They cut him out in the end cause he was gay and running away with his wizard boyfriend.”

”Oh him, yes.”

”Yeah. There was Chef and Grumpy and Dopey and god knows who and then there was the eighth brother Horny.”

”Oh, no, Tony, no-“

”Yes. There was Horny Tony.”

”I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to kiss and slap you so much at the same time.”

”I mean it’s an upgrade that you don’t just want to slap me.”

”Yeah, but-“

Tony shut the other up before he could say anything else with a rather tender and innocent kiss that turned into something more urgent and deep subtly. Soon the engineer ran his hand down Stephen’s chest while the doctor let his one rest on Tony’s cheek. The engineer pulled the taller on top easily, making his body rest on his own.

”Let go, Stephen”, he breathed into the kiss.

”Let go, I’ve got you. Let go.”

Eventually the doctor’s body tensed less and less as Stark’s hands slowly started moving down Stephen’s spine. Whenever he reached his neck again, he ran his fingers through the doctor’s hair.

”You’re beautiful, Stephen”, Stark eventually whispered into the now relaxed man’s ear.

”You too”, Strange whispered back, still laying on top of the shorter with strong arms being wrapped around him.

”You really think they are hovering?”

”I hope.”

”I wouldn’t know, I’m Tony Stak, I don’t use hovering devices.”

”No. You just use sucking devices.”

”My mouth, yes. But also not for cleaning the floor.”

”Urgh.”

”Hey, I just want you to know my mouth is sanitary.”

”Are we really having this conversation?”

”I can talk about Horny Tony again too if you want.”

”Okay.”

Stark looked surprised.

”Yeah? Really? Now?”

”Mhm.”

”Alright. I’ll show you my fabulous secrets, Snow White.”

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