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"What happened when Agent decided to court you?"

Clint looked up from the video game he'd been playing and paused it when he saw Tony sinking into a chair across from him. "What do you mean? He just started giving me gifts, courting jewelry and such. It was normal."

"No- I mean, did your biology or psycho-babble Omega stuff go all wonky? You know, the little voice in your head that tells you to submit, expose your neck, do all sorts of typical Omega things- did that get louder or anything?"

"Hey man, if you're hearing voices that's on you," Clint shut off the video game and pulled his legs up on the couch under him, perching on the edge as he watched Tony. "I don't know how to describe what happened. It was like my bond with the Alpha of the circus started to shift, slowly. Then one day, maybe three or four days before my heat, Phil came by and I realized the bond had completely switched to him. I could feel him there, almost like I'd felt the Alpha growing up, but more demanding, his presence was stronger. Then we shared my heat, and we bonded completely."

Tony nodded and looked out the window; trying to pull away from the conversation, distance himself from the implications. "And when you guys decided to add on Betas? Did your mental connection change to add them too?"

"Yeah, I guess." Shrugging, Clint stood up, moving closer to Tony. "With Nat it was most noticeable because she was the only one we were looking to add at the time. A few weeks before my heat, I gained this awareness of where she was, how she was feeling. After our bonding heat, that awareness never went away. I feel it for everyone. Now why are you asking me these questions? Don't you usually go talk to Bruce when you're in the mood to talk bodies and stuff?"

"Jolly Green is out with Agent Agent doing some sort of calming exercise or something. I thought I'd ask the only other Omega I know, seeing as your pack is trying to court me, and all."

"Right. Well, has your 'psycho-babble' been different?"

"I guess." Tony pulled out his phone and started fiddling with it, refusing to meet Clint's eyes. "I mean, usually I ignore anything in my mind that isn't tech related, but lately that part of my mind that is exclusively Omega and focused on all that biologic imperative shit has started screaming at me. There's this sort-of bond there with Cap, I think. It started after he gave me the earring. It's muted, but I know he's in the gym and he's pretty psyched so I think he managed to pin Spidey Girl to the mat or something."

Clint grinned, casually throwing his arm around Tony's shoulder. "I knew you couldn't be completely deficient in anything that isn't science. You're supposed to be feeling the Cap. He's already given you some courting jewelry, he jumpstarted the bonding process. You'll start feeling everyone soon."

"Right." Tony slid away from Clint's arm, one hand reaching up to trace the earring he hadn't been able to resist wearing. "So my brain's going to be driving me crazy and distracted for a while. Got it. Thanks for the help, Zazu. Gotta go now, Pep needs me to build something."

"Wait, Tony." Clint pulled a long box out of his pocket, handing it to the other Omega. "I know that Omegas don't have to court each other, but I wanted to get you something too. Here."

"Oh. Thanks." Tony opened the box slowly, a small rush of air leaving his lungs as he stared at the leather bracelet inside. It was knotted, simple, and elegantly masculine. Tied in the leather was a red gold arrow. He laughed quietly, fingers tracing the leather slowly. "Wow. Thanks, Clint."

"Yeah, of course." Clint clapped Tony on the shoulder and headed to the kitchen. "Go nerd out in your lab or something."

"Yeah. I'll see you later."

"See you."

"Hey, Wonder Woman, I have those new Widow's Bite that you asked me for. I did a few tweaks, upgraded them a bit. They should work better now. Do you want to try them out?" Tony held out a tray to Natasha who had just walked into his lab.

"That's not what I came down here for, but sure, I'll try them out." Natasha placed a box on the table in front of Tony and picked up the Widow's Bite. "You open that and I'll take a look at these." Moving to the section of the lab designed for testing their equipment, Natasha pretended not to notice how Tony had frozen, staring at the box.

Tony shook himself out of his shock and placed a hand on the box, running his fingers along the edge. It was the size of a ring box, completely devoid of any hints he might have used to determine it's origin. He caught his thumbnail on the hinge, debating whether or not he was going to open it. Finally, he took a deep breath and opened the box, staring at the ring inside.

It was relatively simple, a thick gold band divided into three parts with engraved rings. The middle part of the band was the thickest, etched carefully. Tony traced his finger along the etching любимая and looked up at Natasha.

"What does it mean?"

"Lyubimaya, it means beloved. Do you like it?"

"Yeah. Yeah. I do. Thank you." Tony took the ring out of the box and started to slide it onto his right ring finger, pausing when Natasha placed her fingers on his wrist.

"Let me." Natasha slid the ring onto his finger and traced her callouses carefully before looking up at him. "I know that you don't understand why we're doing this, but thank you for letting us. You didn't have to."

"You presented a compelling argument." Being this close to Natasha, even when he knew she wasn't going to kill him, was slightly intimidating. Tony glanced down at her eyes and blinked slowly. Damn, the woman was intense. Stepping back, Tony fought to regain control of the situation.

"Thanks for the ring. So, will those upgrades work for you or do you need me to mess around with it more?"

Natasha sighed and grabbed Tony's arm, keeping him close. "Tony, I'm not about to attack you. Stop trying to run from us. You accept our courting gifts and then run away as soon as you can. Stop. We want you to be part of our pack. That means that we want you. We aren't doing this because we think the Avengers should be a complete pack. We're doing this because each of us wants you in our beds. Let us show you that."

Moving slowly so he wouldn't freak out on her, Natasha closed the small space Tony had made between them, letting go of his arm to cup his cheek and force his head to tilt. She met his eyes and drew him in for a kiss, just a barely there press of her lips against his. When she felt Tony relax into the contact, Natasha smiled and broke away.

"If you don't want us, you don't have to let us court you. None of us will think different of you. But we want to show you that we care. Let us show you how much we want you."

"Right." Tony looked confused for a second before steeling himself and nodding at her, his confident air returning. "Yeah, I can do that. I really do need to get back to work though, so…" He trailed off, gesturing at the recs he'd been working on. "Pepper needs these tomorrow."

"I'll let you get back to work then. Don't forget to come upstairs for dinner. Bruce said he'd Hulk out in your lab if you decide to skip another meal. I think you'd like to avoid that, right?"

"Right. I'll see you at dinner then."