The Dadsandwich

A Break

Narrator's POV

"Do you hear that?" Tony whispered as he laid in bed, wrapped around Stephen.

"Hear what?" Stephen asked.

"Exactly." Tony said, closing his eyes and sighing in relaxation. "You know, I got two more hours of sleep that I really needed."

Stephen turned to Tony and smiled. "Good." He kissed his husband's forehead.

They laid in bed quietly for a few more minutes.

"You know, I've always wanted to come to Italy." Stephen said.

"You're here now." Tony said. "And we're gonna do everything there possibly is to do here." Tony said.

Stephen smiled at him.

Tony rubbed his leg against Stephen's crotch.

"Hey, honey. Are you up for a quickie?"

"It's pronounced Quiche, and sure." Stephen said, remaining on the bed.

Tony climbed on top of him and took both of Stephen's arms, placing the above his head before beginning to kiss Stephen's neck.

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"You do know, what a quickie is? Don't you?" Tony asked, as he put his pants back on.

"Of course I do." Stephen said, putting on a a shirt. "I'm not an idiot."

Tony looked at him.

Damn wizard knew what he was doing all along.

Tony shook his head and smirked.

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"Are we gonna go swimming first? Or do you wanna grab a bite to eat?" Stephen asked Tony as they walked around one of the many square markets.

"Let's grab a bite to eat." Tony said. "I've been dying to try actual Italian food."

"Where do you wanna go?" Stephen asked, pulling out a map from his backpack.

"Somewhere with good wine." Tony said.

"Honey, were in Italy. All wine is good wine here." Stephen told him.

"Whatever." Tony said. "Let's just got to eating."

Stephen looked at him. "Well, tell me where you wanna go."

"I don't know." Tony said, looking around at everything there was to do. "You pick."

"We're not about to do this again." Stephen said.

Tony looked at him. "Are we not?"

"No."

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After finally picking a place to eat and approving the wine, Tony sat in front of Stephen with a beautiful view of the ocean.

"How do you think the kids are doing?" Stephen asked.

"I don't know." Tony took a sip of his wine. "All I know is that the house is till on one piece."

"How?" Stephen asked.

Tony pressed a device on his wrists, making a hologram of the house appear.

"Oh, no." Stephen said. "We are not bringing any technology other than our phones." Stephen said.

"But Stephen. I need this t-"

"I don't care." Stephen said. "This is suppose to be a tech-free vacation." Stephen opened his backpack. "In the bag it goes."