Steve was ecstatic. After going to the park with Caroline, Natasha was planning on taking the kids to Maine for the weekend and Steve managed to convince Hill to give him the weekend off from a mission that he was scheduled for. Tony was at work so that gave him plenty of time to get home and get a very romantic night planned out. He strolled in through front door, whistling happy. Then headed to the bedroom.
His heart stopped when he opened the door.
Tony was handcuffed to the bed. Blindfolded. Gagged. And moaning like a damned fucker as the dominatrix woman straddling him grinded hard against his erection.
"Tony..." Steve whispered, absolutely horrified. But the genius (or not so much a genius) didn't hear him over the sounds coming from his own throat.
His whole world came crashing down on him as Steve turned and left with every intention to never return to the tower.