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Three days, three days since it had felt his skin inside, needing it's protection. It hurt of course when he was inside it. Tony had a tendency to to leap without looking, but it didn't mind because then it could truly feel how much he needed it. Then after whatever threat had passed they'd spend hours together. Tony oiling it's joints, caresssing it's surfaces, reaching into it's very soul and making it better. The wait would be worth it for those hours spent in his workshop; did Tony know he was giving it the greatest intimacy there could ever be?