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[http://archiveofourown.org/works/435789] - - public:opalsong
Steve bit his lip, staring at the floor. Here they were, two grown men both in their pajamas, looking at a box of a friend’s sex toys in a closet in the middle of the night.
Near, possible, inevitable
[http://archiveofourown.org/works/801518] - - public:opalsong
"Fifty for an hour," Steve tells her. "Sixty for my mouth." Steve sells the only thing he’s got left and Natasha's buying. She’s not the only one.