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Vinyl is Better (For stark_ravingmad)

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It was late in the evening when Tony finally sent a message back. Ziggy didn't mind. He didn't sleep and even if he did, right now he probably wouldn't. They talk records mostly as they walk the short distance toward his home which is on the very outskirts of the plaza but not as far as his parents live from the center. The The first floor townhouse he lives in, which is a converted office space, is easy to spot with its teal facade and golden disk over the gold framed door. The inside is very Ziggy with tall the bright colors and open layout.

There are two cats that come running. One is a pretty normal black cat with white paws. The other is orange with teal tabby stripes and red wings. Ziggy greets both of them before turning to Tony.

"Make yourself at home." He smiles and sets the vinyls down to put away soon. "Do you want a drink?"

He didn't necessarily mean alcoholic since he knew Tony was recovering. "The vinyls are in the living room if you want to put something on."

In the area where most people would have a TV, Ziggy has a record player with nice speakers. A side cabinet, almost like a kitchen pantry, with a glass door holds the several hundred records Ziggy has with him. There are a wide variety of genres; rock, soul, blues, disco, punk, early new wave. From Tony's perspective there's nothing in the collection past his own 1983 and some of the dates don't make sense. Records he knows from the 70s have recorded dates in the 80s or even early 90s.

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"On stage it gets brutally hot." For an Anthean the stage lights could be a nightmare for the heat.

"Why are they afraid of it?" Ziggy doesn't quite understand. To him, if Tony needed it to be part of him to survive then it was as much a part of him as his limbs or anything else. He knew it might not be the first nor last time his alien perspective didn't match with a human one.

Ziggy stretched on the couch like a lazy cat as Tony started actively giving him a massage. "You should rub my calves."

If the man was going to give him a massage he was going to direct it. The heavy, high boots did a number on his calves even after wearing them for years. There were a few winces in there as hands got close to his knees. Familiar with injuries as Tony was he might note the slight redness around the knees signaling inflamation and joint pain. It was a common problem for Antheans, even half breeds, in Earth gravity until they got used to it. Newton proved that took years as his still hurt sometimes too.

"I can only imagine what you have to put up with regarding lights. Must be unbearable at times, right?"

Tony had never sung on stage. Jesus, would he even want to subject people to his voice? No. But the whole lighting issue for Ziggy? It must be torture trying to perform under such hot lights. As for the question regarding his Reactor, he just shrugged lightly.

"I guess the whole "oh, it's to do with your heart, it must be weird" comes into the equation. People just don't like different as you probably already know."

He offered Ziggy a comforting smile as he then began to work on the backs of his calves. Hey, if he wanted to direct Tony then he wasn't opposed to it if it helped him. Strong workers hands soothed the back of the singer's legs, whilst keeping an eye on him.

"How does this feel? You can tell me what else you'd like to. I used to rub my girlfriend's calves like this after a rough day in the office. Pepper was her name."

How was she doing now? Tony just concentrated on Ziggy's leg muscles, as he worked slowly, gently making circles against his soft skin. The man's skin was definitely cooler too. Were Antheans cooler to the touch? It seemed so.

"My species is adapted to cold temperatures. It's like an oven sometimes." Which explained why Ziggy sometimes ended up on stage in nearly nothing. People always assumed it was something sexual but usually it was just comfort and not wanting to pass out from heat stroke.

"It's part of your body now." Ziggy comments with a shrug. The idea of prosthetics didn't bother him much. In part because he wore some himself to appear human, though here in the Nexus he didn't put any of them on.

"Good." Ziggy was relaxing but the mention of a girlfriend got his interest, not that he cared if he had a girlfriend too. As long as everything was understood and not problematic. "Are you still with her?"

The 'was' said maybe he wasn't. It never hurt to ask though specifically. Tony was starting to get relaxed groans from the singer. It really did feel amazing.

"Yeah, it is. Before, if I hadn't had it put into me I would have died. It's still important to me now, even if I do have to change it now and then."

That was the tricky part, just needing that extra pair of hands to delve in and change it. The question is, who would do that part now? Pepper wasn't in the Nexus and that only left a few capable people. Lucifer? He'd trust that guy with his life since he loved him. No doubt Ziggy would be able to also, yet he had just met the guy. It took a lot of built up trust.

"Pepper? No. We're close friends but nothing in the way or romance. We've moved on with our lives now and that's it. Some things just don't work out."

Tony was never any good with relationships, or rather, sticking to them. He was always too obsessed with his work, delving into the workshop at any chance he got. His girl got left out in the cold often and he knew he should have been there for her more. His hands gently moving up to caress underneath the knee, very lightly as he didn't want to cause any unnecessary pain. His fingers then moving up to caress a little higher, just underneath Ziggy's thigh muscles.

Sensing that it was electrical made changing parts out make sense. Ziggy accepted that without question. Why he would need it now was curious but then you could easily get used to something and not want to change.

"It says a lot that you could be friends after." Ziggy comments. Most people couldn't stand seeing exes or their exes wanted nothing to do with them. It seemed like a sign that Tony was a caring person that he could navigate a break up to this extent.

At some point Ziggy's eyes had drifted shut while he enjoyed the relief the warm hands brought to his muscles. It had been too long since he had a massage. The way the hands kept drifting higher didn't go unnoticed and left Ziggy wondering how far up he was going to go.

"We reached an accord that suited us both. To be honest it was a pretty rough ride for both of us but I'm here now. The Nexus is a great place. Time for the sweater to come off though, Hot-Pants."

He offered Ziggy a fond smile and gently eased his fingers from the singer's thighs and began tugging at the sweater from the bottom. It had to come off and he assumed that Ziggy would pull it over his head himself. While he did that, Tony busied himself with pressing soft kisses to his host's legs, moving up his thighs as he did so.

"You're nice and soft."

It was a simple and plain gesture but one that was full of honesty. Ziggy's legs were very feminine in shape and touch and he realised he was kissing an alien's legs. It was an odd thought but one he relished. Moving lower, his tongue gently lapping at a point where the man's knee joined his thigh.

"My only ex, on Earth, wasn't as kind." It was all he was going to say on that situation. Though he added on Earth because he didn't want it misconstrued as Hiroki. He had been wonderful. Ziggy paused and stared at Tony for a minute while pain welled up and threatened to consume him again.

It was the soft kiss to his thigh that refocused him on the present. Ziggy sat up to pull off the sweater. His chest was hairless, most of his body was naturally aside from the hair on his head, eyelashes, and the hair still covered by the tiny shorts. Even his eyebrows were faint.

Ziggy also bore scars; two bullet wounds to the shoulder and center left of the chest, a knife wound where he had been stabbed in the abdomen and, when they got to his back another stab wound to the area over human kidneys. The last one had been dangerously close to his heart.

"I'm naturally hairless. It helps." Ziggy is teasing and joking about his odd anatomy as he lays the sweater over the back of the couch. The massage is heating up a little as he feels lips and hands replaced by tongue. Ziggy brings his long fingers down to brush through Tony's hair. Long hair was something he enjoyed but this was long enough too, enough to bury his fingers in.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

Tony's large, brown eyes coming up to meet Ziggy's blue ones, offering a sympathetic smile whilst pressing another kiss to the rock star's thigh. Jesus, the poor guy had been through a total shit storm concerning relationships it seemed. Tony's seemed mild compared to what he was facing. Sitting back up, he watched Ziggy pull off his sweater and then frowned.

Oh god. Those scars. Had he been attacked? Those on his shoulder looked like bullet wounds and there was a stab wound on his abdomen and chest. Jesus Christ. Attacked for being an alien? Or just looking different to everyone else? Whatever the reason Tony's soft expression hardened into one of anger.

"Shit, Ziggy. Those scars. Some bastards attack you?"

He ran a soft fingertip over the scar on his chest, feeling the skin bump under his touch. The poor guy. Tony sighed softly and went to press a soft kiss to the scar on Ziggy's abdomen, just a gentle press of the lips against cool skin.

He reflexively starts rubbing the scars on his left hand. It's a trauma response but they soon touch the bullet scars too. "My first band wanted to end my career. When smashing my hand didn't work, we're pretty sure one of them paid to have me shot."

It was the past even though it still hurt. "That one...."

The words are cut off by a bit of a gasp. The memories had distracted him from watching what Tony was doing so the lips caught him off guard. It takes a second to recover from the lips on his abdomen, especially that low. "The knife wounds.. when I first came to Earth some people got angry about not being able to tell if I was a man or a woman. I was kidnapped once and beat a few times before I could get security of my own."

He strokes Tony's hair more and smiles at him even if it is a sad smile. There was a lot of dark in his past, more than most should have to endure but he kept moving and doing what made the world better.

"Don't worry about it. Most of the people involved are in jail." Ziggy wanted to get away from the subject and sighed heavily. Forcing a smile he kept his mind focused on the present.

"What do you like? Intimately?" It seemed fair given the previous question he posed.

"Fucking assholes. Sorry, but that--that right there? That's bullshit. Just shows you're better off without dicks like that."

Tony was visibly angry at the total bullshit that Ziggy had to endure with his past bandmates. They smashed his hand? What kind of sick fucks were they? Obviously jealous that he was better than them. Tony would have punched them all in the face before walking out. He wanted to move Ziggy away from all the shit so instead concentrated on making him feel good. Tony noticing Ziggy's lips eliciting a gasp when he kissed the scar on his abdomen. Was it sensitive there for him? Huh.

"Good question. Well...I do enjoy a bit of biting, nails, orgasm denial, sensuality, different positions. Quite a bit actually. Of course, feel free to uh--experiment if you want."

Tony was just going to go with the flow as far as pleasuring his alien friend would go. He was still interested in helping Ziggy feel good and hearing soft gasps was a start. He moved his lips from the rock star's abdomen to gently press kisses along his arms. The were nice and smooth too.

"Some of it was my ex who started it. He thought I was crass and a deviant after awhile." Ziggy shrugs again. What could he do about it now.

He's glad to escape those thoughts and smirks at Tony. Opening his mouth to grin and run his tongue over his fangs. "I've been accused of biting too much."

Flirting and the present was a much better way to spend his time. Then he starts laughing, feminine and giggly like a blushing girl. "You're going to have to experiment. Not all of me that would need sensual pleasure is human."

The playfulness and bright personality is coming back. The darkness fading for now while his mind is occupied on something other than the pain of loss.

"Well, then he's a total loser. It had to be said."

So what if Ziggy was a deviant or whatever? It didn't bother Tony but he wanted to view the guy for himself and right now hearing that feminine giggle was all he wanted to hear. That felt natural for someone like Ziggy and it meant he was slowly warming up to Tony and getting back to his normal self. It would take time, but he knew this.

"Experimentation is what comes natural to me. Trust me. These hands? Have been wrapped around more wrenches and have delved into more holes than you'd think."

Was Tony being lewd and flirtatious? Yep. He smirked and threw his shoes off, kicking them onto the floor softly. Removing his socks quickly he then began unbuckling his own belt because he knew he was the overdressed one now. Whilst fiddling with his belt buckle, Tony's eyes fixed on Ziggy's teeth.

Were those...fangs? Anthean fangs? Tony found himself wondering where they could end up on his body.

"Never any holes like mine, sweetie." Ziggy's chipper tone and grin paired with a gently touch to Tony's cheek as he spoke.

Ziggy leaned in to help Tony yank off his pants as soon as they were unbuckled. "No, I'm not a vampire either. Just an alien."

He gave Tony a bite to his sternum, barely any teeth but just enough to know they are sharp as tacks. Tony was slowly pulling Ziggy out of the dark place he sunk into every time he was left alone recently.

"Oh, I don't doubt it. Now, I'm wondering what sort of a hole you have."

He was going to say "holes" but then that might sound a bit odd. But was it? Did Ziggy have more than two orifices on his body? The engineer did wonder. Those fangs biting at his sternum caused the human to gasp slightly. They were sharp and he wasn't lying.

"Wow. Those are some teeth you've got there, Hot-Pants."

Tony did guess that Ziggy wasn't a vampire which was good. Yeah. He didn't fancy having his blood drained out of him on his first date. That wouldn't have been good. Pushing his pants onto the floor with his host's help, Tony moved back in the chair, sliding both hands along Ziggy's smooth chest. His palms flat against the Anthean's body, gently massaging against his cool skin. Such cool skin was unusual but not a turn-off at all.

"I may look male but, trust me, I'm a fully functional lady too once you figure me out." He's totally taunting and inviting the engineer to start trying to work out his body. Half the fun in the Nexus was allowing people to know he was alien and get involved in all that meant.

"Where do you like to be bitten so I make sure to prick you there with them." Ziggy leans up against Tony, flush to skin as his hand slides over his shoulders. Ziggy did have a thing for muscular men, something he was just realizing now that he had the freedom to choose and the want for more than a fling. A fling could happen with anyone, but repeating took more interest and more attraction.

Tony did wonder considering Ziggy was an alien and Antheans were vastly different to humans in so many ways. Their sexual organs being different in that Ziggy had both male and female in that regard. Tony found that idea to be interesting as well as arousing at the same time. The best of both worlds.

"I guess you could say I've got a weak spot in my inner thighs, neck, shoulders and my ears. They'll make me sing for you, sexy."

He flashed a coy smirk and poked the tip of his tongue out from the corner of his lips. Was Tony being playful also? Oh yes. Being with Ziggy seemed to bring this part out of him. His fingers now gently dancing over the rock star's nipples, pinching them gently.

"Does this make you feel good? I know it does for me."

Ziggy already had his hands on Tony's shoulders and pressed his manicured nails in a little as his hand slid over the skin.

He slid his way up into Tony's lap, straddling him. "There are better places. Some of me reacts like a human, others don't."

Ziggy leans down and flicks the tip of his tongue on Tony's nipple and then bites, just enough to get the points of his teeth on the flesh. "Does that make you feel good?"

He teases back while his hands slide down Tony's side to let him sit up in his lap.

Oh, those nails of Ziggy's felt amazing pressing into his skin slightly as he moaned softly. Then, he had the rock star in his lap dressed in nothing but his little shorts. What a turn-on indeed. Shifting slightly underneath Ziggy, Tony had his own black boxer shorts on which were stretched over his crotch and muscular thighs.

"Looks like we'll have all night to explore each other. This idea I like."

He offered his lover a fond smile and then felt those amazingly sharp teeth on his nipple. Oh god---that felt so good and caused Tony to whimper in pleasure. A jolt of pleasure shooting straight to his groin area. Gently picking up Ziggy's right hand, the engineer began kissing his wrist softly before sliding a wet tongue along his palm. Kissing hands could be erotic too.

"My species doesn't sleep." Ziggy purrs at him. "As long as you can stay awake."

He's a tease and knows it as he shifts around in Tony's lap. The kiss to the wrist has his eyes wide but that lick to his palm. Ziggy gasps and all but collapses against Tony's chest. The groans after are low and lewd more like one would expect if their mouth were between someone's thighs. Ziggy can't help the response. It feels too good to resist.

Doesn't sleep? Huh? Well, Tony needed his beauty sleep but it was few and far between working on his suits and inventions. The man's body craved sleep most nights but his mind wouldn't shut down to afford his body that much needed luxury. Ziggy's reaction got the engineer raising both eyebrows in surprise.

"You like that, huh?"

He liked it a lot it seemed. Tony held Ziggy's cooler body close as he nipped and sucked on the other man's fingers for a moment, allowing the Anthean to get his breath. Were the palms erogenous zones for these aliens? There was so much Tony ached to know about Ziggy that it sent a thrill of excitement through him.

It does take several heavy breaths for Ziggy to recover but there is the beginning of dampness in the palms. The fingers aren't as sensitive.

"It's forward to go for it with so little foreplay." Ziggy tells Tony with a big smile. "Like walking up to someone and grabbing their crotch."

Oh crap. Was it really like grabbing someone's crotch? Tony had no idea that Anthean's palms were like an external sweet spot of sorts. Ziggy had near collapsed onto him so Tony was now holding his light frame up to support him.

"I didn't know. Sorry for uh--you know? Going for the jugular there."

Instead, he began peppering kisses along Ziggy's pale arm just gently, making sure that he wasn't about to kiss another body part that would send him into an early orgasm or something.

"Only once we're aroused." Ziggy corrects because he doesn't want the man to think handshakes are sexual advances or something.

Ziggy reached up to run his long fingers into Tony's hair. "I don't mind. It feels good. I'm not sure to the facial hair on them. It got to me more than I expected.

Only once he was aroused. Tony tried to memorise this fact as he began nipping at Ziggy's shoulder, just shy of the collarbone, wondering what other alien sweet spots the man had. He was a curious enigma and this only drove the engineer onwards to kiss and touch Ziggy everywhere.

"So, erogenous palms, huh? This is definitely a new one but I like it. I've got to...hand it to you, Ziggy."

Why yes, that was a pun, even during a make-out session, Tony was on form with the Anthean. He often did it when he was with Lucifer, so it made sense.

Ziggy had heard a lot of these kinds of puns in his life so he just goes back to flirting.

"I get hot, they get wet." Ziggy shrugged and leaned in to press up against Tony's chest. "It is good for some very specific human activities. Maybe if you I'll show you."

Ziggy kissed Tony's chin, just shy of his lips.

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