For an anonymous prompter, who was offended by the lack of a hand kiss on the meme and prompted it regardless. Also for marmotje, who happened to request it around the same time as the anon. :3

You can be outrageously offended, and you can go and prompt it anyway. :D

Kiss on the Hand

This Halloween Tony had dressed as a vampire. Simply because people needed to remember Dracula and not that sparkly vampire crap that was going around nowadays. Besides, vampires were where it was at, not zombies or werewolves or whatever else YA lit was touting nowadays.

So he'd gone all out for the costume, including the pale makeup and the authentic fangs and the contact lenses that gave his eyes a reddish sheen. He'd also gone for that dramatic black cape and standing collar because he did have a weakness for grandstanding, and he wasn't ashamed to admit it.

So when he arrived at the party the Avengers had arranged for Halloween, he was fashionably late and could take his time looking at what the others had pulled together.

Clint had actually dressed up as Katniss and looked completely comfortable in the wig and was chatting comfortably with Sam, who'd come dressed up as Kevin Flynn from Tron, which earned him loads of brownie points.

Natasha was at the bar with James Buchanan Barnes, who Steve had managed to drag home two months ago. Natasha had dressed up as Harley Quinn, and her new bestie was the Joker, although the painted-on grin looked strange with his grim face. His eyes kept flickering around the room, landing on Tony for a moment before his attention returned to Natasha.

Rhodey, secretly being a Star Trek geek, had pulled out his captain's uniform and was proudly wearing it next to Pepper's stylish witch costume. Bruce was next to them, dressed in what looked like Dr. Jekyll, which had been Tony's gag gift last year for Halloween.

Thor was Thor and had procured a costume that left nothing to the imagination, with only his delicate bits covered in a golden…thong-like bit. Jane was next to him and looked a bit like she was holding back giggles at her boyfriend's attire; she'd dressed as Princess Leia. Darcy was admiring Thor's physique and was dressed as Han Solo.

That left Steve, and Tony was very pleased to find his partner wearing a Captain Jack Harkness uniform; the coat suited him particularly well, although Steve looked vaguely uncomfortable where he was sitting on the couch. He brightened upon seeing Tony, who'd already started making his way towards him.

"Oh, Captain, come here often?" Tony asked, grinning down at him. His fangs pierced his lower lip.

"Not as often as you do," Steve replied coyly, grinning back at him.

Tony held back a snort of laughter, his grin turning sly. "Oh?" he purred, taking Steve's hand in his own. "Perhaps that can be…remedied?" He planted a delicate kiss on the back of Steve's hand, looking up at him sultrily through his eyelashes.

A light blush covered Steve's cheeks, and his fingers curled around Tony's. "Maybe later?" he suggested.

Tony flashed him a lazy grin, leaning in close to whisper into Steve's ear and relishing the delighted shudder it elicited, "What's wrong with now?"

Mindful of his fangs, Tony dipped in for a kiss, hand coming up to Steve's chin to tilt his face up.

The kiss was completely worth Bucky "accidentally" dumping all his liquor down Tony's collar minutes later.

I fail at writing flirty lines or pickup lines. I fail at writing Jack Harkness and Tony's suaveness. I fail in general. Sorry.

Also, want more of these? Prompt me!