New chapter. Yay! I hope you like this one, favorite/review and all that jazz XD

Warning: Some hand job work.

He's nervous. He's usually never really nervous. He doesn't remember the last time he's been on a date. Can he actually call it a real date, or is it just some get together dinner? The dude's married for god's sake! Steve shouldn't be thinking about a married man like that. He tried to stop his trembling as he ran a hand through his golden blonde hair. After one look over in the mirror, Steve walked out into the living room, waiting for his guest.

He paced the small living room, trying not to think of everything that could go wrong. His stomach jumped when he heard one knock on the wooden door. Steve took a big breath, straightened his plaid t-shirt, and swung open the door. Tony smiled up at him and Steve felt like his air left his lungs.

Tony was wearing a grey t-shirt and some dark pants. His wrist still bandaged up.

"Hey." Tony smiled. Steve opened his mouth to speak, but nothing would come out. Tony raised an eyebrow in concern.

"You okay there Blondie?"

Steve's head jerked in a short nod. "Um, yeah-yeah. You ready?" Tony tried desperately to keep a straight face.

"I'm here aren't I?" Tony winked. "I should be asking you that."

Steve cleared his throat. "Yeah-yeah I'm ready." He stepped out into the cold night sky, shutting the door behind him.

"Wait." Tony placed his hand on Steve's chest for him to stop. The blonde jumped at the sudden contact. "This isn't a date is it?"

Steve felt like his heart just dropped, but he was pretty good at not showing it. "No, of course not!" He reassured the brunette. Tony smiled and with a short nod, continues to walk down the sidewalk. Steve felt so disappointed that Tony didn't think this was a date. The man's married! This can't be a date Steve. Not now, not ever.

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"I'm really sorry." Steve spoke up, trying to break the awkward silence between them. Tony lowered his menu to glance at the blonde, and then looked back at it.

"About what?"

"About hurting your arm. It wasn't my intention to-"

"It's okay Blondie, really. It's nothing new. I break bones all the time." Tony shrugged as he folded his menu closed.

"Oh?" Steve leaned back in his chair, with his glass of water in hand.

"My job. It's very dangerous, and I get exploded a lot, you know, crashing into walls and breaking important bones."

Steve had his drink half way to his mouth, but froze. He slowly lowered it. "What's your job that's so dangerous?"

"I invent new things and ship them to my company. Stark industries." Tony smiled as he took a sip of his wine. Steve froze in his seat.

"Stark industries? You-you're Howard Stark's kid!" Steve raised his voice. Tony smirked as he sat his sparkling drink down softly.

"Yep, the one and only."

"I'm so sorry! I had no clue you where the Tony Stark!" Steve stuttered.

"Yeah well, I don't usually announce that to just anyone. People tend to take advantage of me."

"I heard you where a genius!" Steve prayed that he didn't sound like a teenage girl talking to her crush.

Tony chuckled under his breath, making Steve smile even more. "If that's what you wanna call it. You know what? You should come over sometime and I'll give you a grand tour of my lab."

Steve gaped at the man in front of him. "You-you serious?"

"Yeah I am. You should, how does next week sound?"

"Sounds great." Steve felt like giggling, but that might make this conversation more awkward. The waiter strolled over to them.

"May I take your orders gentleman?" The young man asked kindly.

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"Thanks for tonight Tony. It was pretty fun." Steve shyly said. Tony grinned at him.

"Anytime. See you next week then." Tony nodded before walking down the stairs and into his hummer and sped down the road. Steve watched him leave and couldn't help but smile. He trudged back in, and slowly made his way to his room.

He laid out on the bed with a book in hand. He couldn't stop thinking of Tony. The way he would flash Steve a grin occasionally. The way he would laugh when Steve said a joke, even if it wasn't funny, Tony would still laugh at it. The way he would rub his goatee when he was thinking about what to say. Steve trailed his hand down his stomach to the waist band of his white boxers. He loved the way Tony would glance up at him, ever so often.

Steve bit his bottom lip as he slid his hand inside and firmly grasped his hard erection. He let out a small gasp as he slowly started to rub it up and down. Tony would take a sip of his drink while still staring at Steve, that made the blonde's hear start to race. Steve whimpered softly as his movements became more faster.

Steve imagined him bending Tony over a desk and going at it for ever. He loved the way Tony would lick his spoon clean. He wonders what else that tongue is capable off. Steve started to rub up and down faster, spreading pre-come over his shaft. Steve let out a low and long moan as he bucked his hips in the air.

He thought of how Tony's lips tasted. He imagined it was Tony's hand moving up and down his cock.

"Tony." He moaned as he came all over his hand. He laid there panting for a moment. He just jerked off thinking about the one and only Tony Stark. The man's freaking married! He cursed under his breath. Steve thinks he's in love with Tony. Tony freaking Stark.

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"Hey, where were you tonight?" Pepper asked as she walked swiftly into the lab.

"Out." Was Tony's simple reply. Pepper raised an eyebrow at him.

"Where?"

"With a friend."

"Oh? Who?"

"Just…a friend."

"Steve Rogers?" She asked, crossing her arms. Tony frowned up at her.

"How did you know?"

Pepper sighed. "I just know sweetie."

"Oh okay. And you're okay with it?" Tony hoped.

"Of course! You guys are just friends. You can have friends, Tony." She slowly walked up to him. She bent down and gave him a slow, wet, soft kiss.

"Come to bed with me, Mr. Stark." She purred. She straightened up and walked out. Tony watched her leave, before stumbling out of his chair to go follow her.

I'm sure a lot of you where disappointed that the hand job wasn't Stony. Sorry! I know, getting your hopes up. I'm evil like that ;) Next chapter will contain a boat load of fluff though! Leave a review telling me what you think about the story so far and if I should continue it.