Daddy

Tony's brow quirked up, but his expression simultaneously went crestfallen. "What would you do to pay me back if you had the means?"
Steve suddenly envisioned himself on his knees for Tony, sucking his cock with passion.
He blushed. "Uh--I don't know, I guess-"
"No. Uh, uh, don't lie to me. You're blushing. I can see the mischief in your eyes. Come on, what would you do for Daddy to pay him back for all the nice things he bought you?"
If Steve was blushing before, he was sure his cheeks were bright red now. God, this was so embarrassing. Was he really so transparent?
Taking a shuddering breath, Steve went to his knees. He turned his head to make sure the door was still locked, then swallowed his pride. He would be swallowing something else in a second.
"God, Steve--I didn't think--Jesus. Have you done this before? You don't--you don't have to prostitute yourself for me or anything, I was just teasing. Holy Christ-"
"Tony," Steve said firmly, looking into Tony's eyes, "I want this. Would you give me that...Daddy?"