"S-Steve, fuck! Gentle, baby, I'm not used to this." Tony half moaned half whined, a little uncomfortable as he fulfilled his promise to bottom for Steve. His hands were woven tightly into the blonde hair he adored and Steve had his enormous arms holding him against his chest tightly, possessively. Tony could hardly move. They were sitting in an upright position, Tony facing Steve, their bodies plastered together with Stark's legs around Steve's waist, who was sitting Indian Style. Rogers' cock was buried inside of Tony deeply, holding him down on it as he whispered sweet nothings into his hear. The sex was half make up sex and half celebratory. After receiving the call from Captain Stacy, Tony had dug up as much dirt on Maxwell Dillon as possible and faxed it over to Bucky, who had just called to say he would be taking them to see their son in approximately two hours.

"I love you." Steve whispered gently into Tony's neck, tracing patters on the soft skin of his lovers back as he panted with need.

"Steven, shut up and move…my butt hurts." Tony growled impatiently, earning a loud laugh from his husband. Steve changed positions, pushing Tony onto his back so he would be more comfortable and rocking slowly in and out of his tight hole. Tony had never felt anything like this before, heat crawling up his body as less pain and more pleasure began to shoot through him.

"T-This is…mmm…weird!" Steve captured Tony's lips roughly and reached between them to take hold of his already straining cock, causing Stark to cry out into his mouth loudly.

"Really? Because it doesn't look that weird from here." Steve purred, grinning at the fact that he was able to do this to Tony Stark of all people. Steve had only had sex a handful of times, and every single time had been with this beautiful man beneath him. He was happy that even though he couldn't be Tony's first the way he had been his, he could at least be the one to take Stark's anal virginity. Tony buried his face into Steve's neck, nipping and kissing heatedly as he felt his husband continue to pump him.

"Harder, baby…ugh!" Steve happily obliged, thrusting hard and fast into Tony, his crystal blue eyes rolling into the back of his head as his husband ground his ass into his cock with an agonizing desperation. Steve could feel his climax beginning to swirl in his groin, but unfortunately the phone began to ring.

"That goddamn phone, I swear! Don't you answer that." Steve ignored Tony, continuing to pound his cock inside of him like lightening as he hit the talk button and pretended he wasn't totally fucking someone's brains out.

"I told you not to step foot inside of DSS. I warned you, both of you." It was Fury, the absolute last person either Avenger wanted to be speaking to, especially while they were making love.

"We didn't. They came to us." There was a pause on the other end, as if he were listening carefully to the background noises and Steve almost wanted laugh.

"Why are you out of breath?" Steve shrugged, though he knew Fury couldn't see him.

"Jogging."

"Right, well you can jog your perky little ass down to Social Services and call off the investigation on my cousin or I swear to god I will leak everything SHIELD has on your precious little husband. I don't wanna do it, Steve, I love you and Tony both like sons but y'all mother fuckers have pushed me into a corner here." Tony was trying to swallow his screams but he just couldn't help himself, he was about to come undone.

"Ohhh babe, you feel so good!" There was another abrupt pause, Steve winking at Tony and threading their fingers together. Tony was gazing up at Steve from under his eyelashes, wanting to hold eye contact as they came together, he wanted it to be intimate.

"Are y'all…no! Oh fuck no, you nasty sons of bitches!" Fury hung up in a sort of rage, though Steve was largely unfazed by the call. So what if Fury did turn in Tony's SHIELD file? They had friends inside the system now, and children ended up with Daddy's with far worse wrap sheets than Tony every day. Tony was a good man. Steve laughed as he allowed his body to curl into his husband as he made his final thrusts, Tony's fingers threading through his hair in adoration.

"I love you." He finally said back as Steve blew his enormous load within him. Tony's body couldn't take it, the feeling of Steve's hot cum deep inside his ass eliciting the orgasm of Stark's life, and that was saying a whole lot. His jizz coated Steve's chest all over, a chuckle rising from Rogers' throat as he cuddled with his partner, neither bothering to move or clean themselves up.

"So I take it you enjoyed that?" Tony winked in response and kissed Steve sweetly on the lips, his eyes soft and full of joy for the first time in what felt like forever. It made Steve happier than anyone would ever know, to have the old Tony back. The Tony he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

"Wanna take a shower, honey? Then we can go get Pete and everything will be as it should again." Tony asked gently as he kissed down Steve's neck, his muscular hands massaging the super-soldier's back lovingly. Steve smiled, Tony called him baby all the time, but he had only called him honey on a few occasions. Steve almost didn't want to ruin it by getting up, running his fingers through Tony's tousled black hair.

"I would love that. I hope we can take him home. He needs to be home, with his daddy and his papa. He belongs here." Tony reached for Steve's hand and kissed each of his fingertips in adoration.

"I'm not leaving the foster home without him. I left my child behind once, I'll be damned if I ever do it again. Now get off of me, Capsicle, you're a little sticky." He teased, earning a roll of the eyes from his husband who slid off of him and walked toward their master bathroom. Tony was readily on his heels, slamming the bathroom door behind them and jerking the handle in the shower to maximum heat. Steve could hardly blink before Tony pushed him aggressively into the shower and pulled the curtain back, his lips on his own savagely. Their tongues collided and danced wildly, their skin scorched by more than water as the shorter man poured his passion into the soldier.

"How are you not dead tired?" Steve panted when they pulled away, gently washing some cum off of Tony's chest with his hand. Tony wrapped his arms around Steve's neck and pulled their bodies close, holding him there and staring into his eyes, illuminated by the glow of the arc reactor as it was the only light in the darkened bathroom.

"I'm Tony Stark." He exclaimed arrogantly, a twisted smirk marring Steve's normally boyish face. He pulled him in for one more kiss before pushing him underneath the water of the shower head hard.

"Yeah, well I'm the iron in your man." Tony couldn't tell if he wanted to laugh that Steve was really bad at talking dirty (because let's face it he always had been) or moan as Steve nibbled on his ear.

"How much time do we have before we get Peter?" He asked quickly, a happy smile lighting up Rogers' bright blue eyes.

"About an hour now I think." Tony smirked. That was plenty of time.

Meanwhile, Captain Stacy and James Barnes were already at the Dillon residence and had been investigating for some time. Barnes was having a conversation with Anna Marie in her bedroom while Stacy handled Dillon. Anna Marie was a beautiful young girl, brunette hair down to her waist that had one silvery streak in the front and the most vibrant green eyes you would ever see. She wore gloves up to her elbows and she appeared nervous, scared even.

"Anna, you're going to have to open up to me before I can help you and your foster brother, do you understand? Is Anna okay or do you go by Anna Marie?" She shrugged.

"Just call me Rouge." Bucky sighed and ran his fingers through his messy brown hair.

"Okay…Rouge, can you tell me how you ended up staying with Mr. Dillon after spending some time at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters? Did you get kicked out of school or?" She shook her head quickly, looking around as if to make sure no one else was possibly listening.

"Listen, Mister, I'm sure you're here to help…but something really strange is going on and I'm not so sure you would believe me." Bucky put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I've seen a lot of things, Miss. I wasn't always a Social Worker, and I've been caught up in SHIELD's messes before. You won't tell me anything that will shock me, I promise." Rouge seemed to think about it for a moment, as if pondering whether or not she could trust him.

"The school isn't just a place for the gifted in the sense of academic ability. Professor Xavier takes in mutants…like me. That's why I left home in the first place. I joined the X-Men, a group of mutants from the school that work hard to keep the public safe from those of our kind that haven't taken too kindly to the backlash we've received from your society…especially mutants like Magneto. Well, a few odd months ago the professor was approached by Nick Fury, I think he said he was some sort of colonel. He told him that the Avengers had recruited two young Sokovians named Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, mutants that just so happen to be the children of Magneto himself, although SHIELD is the only one that knows that dirty little secret. The Maximoff twins don't even know it. Fury proposed that it would stay a well-kept secret from both the twins and Magneto under the condition that a select few of us come and live in temporary homes for a little while. None of us know why, but the Professor had no choice but to accept, because if the twin's powers were reunited with their father it would be devastating. Professor Xavier promised he'd figure it out and be back for us soon." Bucky was incredibly disturbed by this information and grabbed his legal pad and a pencil.

"Can you give me a list of the other mutants taken into the foster care system? This goes way beyond SHIELD's authority, something isn't right. I suspect HYDRA is involved, and I promise you ma'am, anything to do with HYDRA I won't stand for." Rouge smiled at him, genuinely happy that she might be reunited with her friends soon. She didn't know what it was about James, but there was something in his eyes that made her believe in him.

Captain Stacy was about done talking to Max, whom he had no idea how he had come to be a foster parent. This man was nuttier than a squirrel, he did the electrical work for Oscorp and seemed to be pretty smart…but Stacy could tell he was missing a few marbles. It would seem that Dillon was more than happy to take in a child who had been raised by Captain America, who according to Max had saved his life once and was 'his best friend'. Captain America memorabilia was strewn about the house, and there was a small shrine dedicated to Steve in a corner of the living room.

"Maxwell, let me ask you something. How often to do see this best friend of yours, Steve Rogers?" Max's eyes lit up at the mere mention of Captain America and he looked around in excitement for a few moments.

"We only met once, in 2012. He saved me from one of those floating worm things…I forget what they are called. He told me I was his eyes and ears, that he needed me to be strong and help evacuate my building…he's my best bud. I'm sure he's real proud of me, otherwise he wouldn't have sent me his boy." Captain Stacy sat back in exasperation, clearly trying to wrap his mind around everything he was hearing and seeing. Good thing he had DSS listening through a bug, otherwise he knew no one would believe any of this.

"Right…can I um, do you mind if I take a look at Peter's room?"

Back at Stark Tower Tony and Steve had gotten out of the shower and were dressed and ready to go. Both were nervous, they had no idea what type of environment their child had been living in for the past week and they hoped with all their hearts that he had gone to a good, safe family. Even though a good family would be harder to get Peter back from, neither wanted their little boy to have been suffering all this time. Steve had packed what they still had of Peter's things into a small bag and he squeezed Tony's hand hard as they headed toward their door. Tony leaned in for a gentle kiss and squeezed back reassuringly. He was about to promise his husband that everything was going to be okay when JARVIS piped up suddenly.

"I have buzzed a young woman upstairs, Sirs. She said she was sent by the Captain of the police force." Tony and Steve exchanged alarmed glances, coming to open the door as they heard a soft knocking. A blonde woman stood before them, tall and beautiful, holding a baby girl that appeared to be the same age as Peter.

"Hello, I don't mean to impose, Mr. and Mr. Stark, my name is Helen Stacy. My husband is George Stacy, he works with the NYPD." Tony nodded and extended his hand immediately, shaking the one that was not holding the baby. She smiled sweetly at them both and continued.

"I know you are both on your way to go get your son, so I hate to ask this of you but George said you owed him a favor." Tony had a snarky come back to that but he never got to use it, Steve interjecting well before Stark could open his mouth.

"We owe him more than we can ever repay, what can we do you for, ma'am?" He said politely, a barely concealed roll of the eyes coming from Tony. She smiled again.

"George is going to be working well into the night and I just had a family member hospitalized that really needs me to be there for them, and we have no one to watch Gwen. My husband says that he knows you're safe people, I mean duh, you're Avengers, right? He also knows that you're good with kids and that you love your boy more than anything…he trusts you. Would you mind keeping her? Just for this week? We're both going to have our hands full until at least Monday." Tony wanted to say no, Steve could tell by the look on his face but that little girl was so cute…all chubby cheeks and big green eyes. It was like seeing Peter for the first time all over again, he fell in love.

"Of course we will, Mrs. Stacy. We'd love to watch Gwen." Helen honestly looked so relieved that Tony decided not to gripe, taking the bag she had packed from her and hoisting it onto his shoulder. She kissed Gwen on the forehead and handed her to Steve.

"Thank you so much for this. She's a good baby, I promise. She just likes to sleep with the light on, is all." Steve smiled brightly.

"That won't be a problem, so does Pete." They walked Mrs. Stacy to her car and retrieved Gwen's car seat, Tony installing it quickly while Steve took Gwen's little hand and made her wave to her mommy as she drove in the direction of the hospital.

"Isn't she adorable?" Steve cooed as Tony finally got the seat fixed and turned to look at him. Steve's face was full of so much happiness that Tony didn't have the heart to tear him down, simply wrapping an arm around him and kissing the side of his face.

"You really love babies don't you, Spangles?"

By the time they made it to Max's house, trouble was brewing inside. Not only had Peter's room proven to be unkempt and dirty, but when Dillon had attempted to hold the child, Peter decided to take matters into his own hands. Steve held Gwen protectively against his chest as they walked inside, fearing slightly for her safety as they heard screaming.

"Get him off of the ceiling, Maxwell!"

"I can't! He doesn't like me half of the time, the only person he can get him down once he's up there is Anna Marie!" Rogue and Bucky rushed into the living room right as Steve and Tony entered from the front door, their mouths dropping at the sight before them. Peter had no doubt used his spider powers to climb up the wall and onto the ceiling, Tony's lips twitching into a smirk as he witnessed the ordeal.

"Peter!" He said firmly, hushing Captain Stacy and Max both as the small child turned his head in the direction of his father's voice.

"Dada!" Peter squeaked loudly, reaching toward him with both of his hands. Steve nearly fainted as he did so, fearing for his baby's life as he hung from the ceiling with just his feet, screaming for his daddy.

"Tony do something!" Tony walked underneath where Peter was hanging and reached his arms up to where they would securely wrap around Peter once he let go.

"C'mon, buddy. Come to Daddy, you can do it. I've missed you." Peter grinned and didn't hesitate to drop off of the ceiling and into Tony's arms, though Steve and Captain Stacy paled about three shades as the child fell. Tony held Peter against him tightly and peppered his face with kisses as the boy curled into him, his tiny fists gripping his t-shirt for dear life.

"Almost gave your Papa a heart attack." He laughed into Peter's hair, cradling him protectively as Max stepped forward as if he wanted to hold him. Steve let out the breath he hadn't known he was holding.

"You can say that again." Max turned his gaze from Peter to Steve and quickly walked to give the super soldier a big hug. Steve froze, glancing at Captain Stacy in discomfort. Stacy gestured around the room, pointing out the creepy obsession of the man who lived there.

"You came to visit! I knew you would, I told Mr. Stacy you were my best friend! I don't think he believed me." Bucky decided to pipe up from behind them all, because though his memory wasn't back he had still grown fond of Steve.

"Actually, that would be me." Max looked confused, glancing from Bucky to Steve and then back again.

"But you…you said I was your eyes and ears. Don't you remember me?" Steve had saved so many lives the day he helped stop Loki's invasion, there was no way he could have remembered all of them, especially not when it had happened four years ago.

"Um…I…" Steve didn't know what to say, watching as the color drained from Max's face and the shine behind his eyes dulled. He felt guilty, but he didn't know how to mend the situation, backing up further to ensure Gwen was still out of harm's way. Captain Stacy's eyes fell upon his daughter and he checked his phone for any word from DSS.

"Okay, I would like to thank you for taking in Gwendolyn for a little while, that was kind of you. I have just received the okay from social services to remove Peter Parker from this household based upon evidence gathered on this day, and you may see Mr. Barnes during his office hours to begin the adoption process anytime this week. Get your sons things and go." Tears filled Tony's eyes and he cracked a smile at Stacy, which was unusual behavior for him in public.

"Thank you." Stacy smiled back and nodded, holding Dillon back as he struggled to follow after Peter. Rouge, who by word of DSS was officially no longer required to stay in that home either decided to stay with Bucky, who was going to investigate her particular case further on his own. Tony and Steve ran out to their car quickly, strapping both babies into their car seats and driving as far away from that house as possible.

"We did it…we really got him back." Steve whispered half to himself and half to Tony, who used the hand he wasn't driving with to weave his fingers between Steve's.

"We didn't just get him back, we get to keep him." His smile was wide, and bright and it filled Steve with so many emotions that he had to struggle not to cry. Neither Avenger knew what was going to happen with Fury or what the future was going to hold for them and their son, but for right now it didn't matter. All that mattered was that Peter finally was theirs, and no one was going to be able to change it now. Peter Benjamin Parker was about to become Peter James-Buchanan Stark, and it would be the name he would have for the rest of his life.