Stupid, stupid stupid!' Tony thought as he nursed his second glass of whiskey since he had stormed off and locked himself in his workshop. They had all been in the kitchen when someone turned on the TV, the news was on and of course, there was something on there about Tony.

She was blonde, Morgen, Monica, something with an M, it didn't matter. The vile woman was on the news, spewing lies about how she had slept with Tony Stark and multiple lies about how 'awful' he was in bed. Tony ignored his team's jabs, just sipping his coffee, that is until he heard Steve speak.

"Jeez, Tony who haven't you slept with?" Steve asked before his brain could tell him not to, all eyes turned to him because you could hear the coldness in his tone when he uttered those words. Tony froze with his eyes wide, but that only lasted a second before he slid his mask back on, shooting Steve a fake smile.

"Wouldn't you like to know, Cap?" He asked in a tone that Steve couldn't place. Tony grabbed his cup of coffee and made his way to the elevator when the doors finally closed, he sighed and rubbed his eyes yes.

"My lab, J." He requested, to which his AI complied silently, once the doors whooshed open Tony made his way to his personal liquor cabinet and poured himself a glass.

Pepper had heard the whole thing, waiting until Tony left to show herself, everyone was still staring at Steve. She didn't even speak, she walked up and grabbed Steve by his ear and pulled him out of the room, the super soldier just let her pull him along.

Tony was still berating himself when there was a knock at his blacked-out glass door. "Who is it, J?" He asked his AI, wondering who would venture down to his lab.

"I can assure you, I do not know, Sir." JARVIS responded, causing Tony to pull a face, he could swear he could hear the sarcasm in his AI's voice. Before Tony could give him a command, JARVIS opened the door without his permission, on the other side was Steve who was looking sheepishly at him.

"Tony…" Steve began, but Tony didn't even give him a chance to talk.

"You think I'm easy, Cap." It wasn't a question so he didn't bother waiting on an answer "It's fine." He continued, not looking at Steve "Howard thought the same thing." He sneered at the thought of his father and the man telling him that's all he was good for when in reality he could count the people he has slept with on one hand. None of them had been in the media, thank you very much, he wouldn't touch those women with a 10ft pole.

Steve frowned, crossing his arms over his chest as he pinned Tony with a stare, "What do you mean?" He asked, caught on the bit about Howard.

Tony took another sip of his whisky, keeping his face neutral. "Don't worry your pretty little head, Cap, I won't ruin your perfect image of Howard." He assured him, turning towards his keyboard and began typing. "You know your way out." He added coldly, the door behind Steve opening automatically.

"Howard was no more perfect than I am." Steve's frown deepened, stepping closer to Tony instead of the door.

"Why are you here?" Tony asked warily, looking at Steve.

"Pepper told me the media story was false," Steve said as he stepped closer to Tony, reaching out hesitantly. "How many are false?" He asked curiously.

Tony stiffened slightly and went back to typing on his keyboard, nor really doing much, just keeping his hands busy. "All of them." He mumbled. Steve let his hand fall in shock before he reached out again, hand on Tony's shoulder as he leaned over, his other hand reaching to still Tony's typing ones.

"Then…why?" He asked. Tony's hands stopped as he cut his eyes at Steve, his breath hitching slightly at the closeness of the other man, but he recovered quickly as he raised his eyebrow.

"Why what, Cap?" he asked softly, more softly than he meant to.

"Why let them report it?" Steve's voice softened to match Ton's. He fought the curiosity in his mind asking if Tony had done anything with anyone. "Why let us….me….think it was true?" Steve asked softly again.

"I really don't care what they think," Tony said with a sigh. "And as for you…." He trailed off, thinking "what reason would you have to believe me? That I had only been with a hand full of people, none of which were in the media by the way." He ranted "More importantly, why do you care?" He asked, but continued "You know me, Tony Stark. Genius, Playboy, philanthropist." He finished, rolling his eyes at the end, slightly out of breath from his rant.

"I would have believed you because, why would you lie about that?" He asked, Steve was blinking in shock at his outburst. "And I care, because I know you aren't how you present yourself. I care because…" He trailed off, eyeing Tony, "Because…"

Tony turned his full attention, arching an eyebrow curiously "Because why, Cap?" He challenged, and he would deny it later if asked, but he definitely had butterflies right now.

"Because I care about you, Tony," Steve whispered, leaning even closer, eyes flicking between Tony's eyes and his mouth. Tony's breath hitched again.

"Me?" He squeaked, again he would deny it later if asked, "Me? Why? I'm nothing special, not really. I mean yeah, I'm good at building things but that's about it. I…but…I…why me?" He decided finally, after rambling and waving the hand that Steve wasn't holding about dramatically as he talked. Tony blushed slightly at his dramatics, looking anywhere but Steve.

Steve couldn't stop his amused smile "Why not you?" he asked instead. "You're smart, witty, loyal and gorgeous." He said, reaching out, letting go of Tony's shoulder to hesitantly cup his hand around the genius' jaw.

Tony's eyes snapped to Steve's face, searching for any doubt in the man's words, but he found none. The genius found himself at a loss for words so he settled for a huff and a shrug, he wasn't moving away from Steve's touch, he was leaning into it slightly as he licked his lips subconsciously.

Steve's smile grew "Did I just make you speechless?" He breathed, leaning in until there wasn't much space left between them, Tony glared halfheartedly at him.

"I'll deny it until I die." He mumbled stubbornly.

"It's okay. That's enough of an admittance for me." Steve laughed as Tony rolled his eyes playfully, smirking at the super soldier.

"Your move, Capsicle." He breathed out against Steve's face, smiling, causing Steve to huff and smile wisely.

"Waiting for you to say something." He murmured before he dove forward to kiss Tony. The genius didn't hesitate, he kissed Steve back completely as he fisted his hands in the super soldier's shirt to pull him closer, trying to make the kiss last as long as possible.

Steve sucked in a breath through his nose as he was yanked forward. He slid his hands up into Tony's hair, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, causing the genius to moan softly as he opened his mouth easily to allow Steve the entrance he desired.

Tony's hands found their way under the hem of Steve's shirt and up his back, scraping his nails against the super soldier's heated skin. Steve leaned Tony back a bit, pulling away with a soft pant.

"Come upstairs with me?" He asked softly, causing Tony's eyes to widen slightly in shock at the question.

"Are…you…sure?" He asked hesitantly, causing Steve to chuckle and lick his lips.

"Yes, are you?" He asked with amusement, causing Tony to bite his lip and nod. The genus grabbed Steve's hand, tugging him towards the elevator that was already waiting on them.

Once they were inside, Tony leaned against the back wall as he pulled Steve against him and kissing him soundly. Steve laughed into the kiss, pressing Tony into the wall of the elevator, kissing him hungrily as he tangled one hand in Tony's hair.

Tony moaned softly at the feeling of Steve's body against him, moving his mouth to pepper kisses down his jaw, biting down softly then sucking softly at the flesh there as the door opened behind him. Steve groaned, bending his knees a bit to hitch Tony up, wrapping the genius' legs around his waist.

Tony gasps softly a the change in position, biting down slightly harder on Steve's neck, causing the other man to stumble slightly as Tony licked where he bit gently as Steve carried him towards the bed.

Steve dropped him carefully on the bed, eyeing him up and down as he tugged his shirt off. "What do you want?" he as he licked his lips "Special requests?" he asked jokingly, causing Tony to huff impatiently as he unbuttoned his own shirt as quickly as he could.

"Jesus, Steve. Just fuck me, please." He almost begs.