"You are the most infuriating, most self absorbed man alive! Why do you always insist on being the center of attention, why can't you just be happy with being like the rest of us?" Steve was angry, he had had enough of Tony and his lack of caring, lack of team work and his all around smugness. He couldn't understand why someone with such a high I.Q. was such a jerk all of the time. "Why do you always have to have something smart or mean to say? Why don't you just...just," Steve didn't know what word would fit so he just glared at Tony. After a moment he looked at the others sitting around the table then gave the short brunette one last look and walked away, his temper having got the best of him once again where Tony was concerned. Shaking his head he headed to the elevator and then to his floor in the Tower.
"What the hell was that all about?" Clint whispered to Tony. They had been talking about a former super model Tony had dated and her current beau. That was until Steve had gotten upset and went off on Tony about being self centered and uncaring. "All you said was that you didn't remember her from back then due to all the alcohol and partying you did." Clint was confused and could tell by the look on Tony's face he was confused as well.
Steve glanced back once to look at Tony and was shocked to see the look of longing and confusion on the brunette's face. He wasn't sure what Tony had said or done to set him off, all he could remember was that Tony had rubbed him the wrong way with his statement about one night stands and alcoholic binges. He couldn't for the life of him understand how one man could live with so little regard for their life or the lives of others. That's not true though and you know it, if he didn't care he wouldn't risk his life for the people of New York or the world. He wouldn't put on the suit of Iron Man and battle along side the rest of the Avengers if he didn't care. Steve didn't want to admit it but he had been out of line and the only explanation was that he, Captain America aka Steve Rogers was jealous. Jealous of the people who had touched Tony, jealous of those who spent the night with Tony, kissed Tony, had sex with Tony. He wanted all of that and to hear Tony brag about all of those men and women who had that chance made Steve's stomach twist in knots. He scanned the expression on Tony's face and couldn't help the feeling of regret that slid through him. He stopped and started to turn back and apologize until he watched the expression harden and Tony looked away. Steve couldn't help the flash of pain that went through him at what he thought was rejection from Tony.
Why did I lash out at Tony like that? Why can't I just get him off my mind? Steve didn't understand why he felt the way he did about Tony, all he knew was that the shorter man turned him inside out. He felt things for him that back during the war would have gotten him killed. Walking to the elevator Steve pushed the button for his floor and sighed when the doors closed. He couldn't forget the look on Tony's face, the longing as he had watched Steve walk away. Maybe he had taken everything the wrong way, maybe he was just being overly sensitive due to how he felt about Tony. What ever it was he was feeling, he knew he shouldn't have taken his anger or frustration out on the other man. When he reached his floor he walked into his suite and flopped down on the couch. Sighing, he closed his eyes and tried to relax but soon found it impossible. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Tony's expression, those gorgeous sable eyes filled with hurt and confusion. Why does he affect me this way? Why does it have to be Tony freaking Stark who turns me inside out? Steve didn't have the answers to his questions but he did know that Tony occupied a good deal of his thoughts during the day as well as tortured him in his dreams at night. He couldn't look at Tony without blushing half the time and the other half was spent either trying to deal with his feelings and frustration or trying to find a way to ignore them.
A knock on the suite door brought him out of his musings. "JARVIS, who's at the door?" Steve didn't really feel up to any visitors, not after what had happened with Tony and in front of the rest of the team.
"It is Master Stark asking for entrance Captain Rogers. Shall I let him in or would you like for me to inform him that you are unavailable at this time?" The A.I asked the question knowing full well that Tony would do as he wished.
Steve jumped up off of the couch and ran to the bathroom, "Tell him I'm in the shower and if he wants he's welcome to wait." What if he doesn't wait though, what if he decides that he has better things to do than wait on me to finish in the shower? The thoughts raced through Steve's head as he turned the water on and undressed. By the time he got in the shower, he could hear Tony in the living room telling JARVIS he would wait. Then a knock on the bathroom door startled him and Steve froze. Tony wouldn't walk in uninvited would he? The thought of Tony seeing him naked both terrified and excited Steve. "Just a minute!" Steve shouted to the door.
"Cap, are you ok? It's cool if I wait in the living room until you're done right? I mean I can always come back if that would be easier." Tony sincerely hoped he wouldn't have to leave. It had taken every ounce of courage as well as Clint's threats of him possibly asking the blond haired, blue eyed super soldier out. He liked Steve, grew up listening to the stories his dad would tell about the other man. Had watched as his dad had done everything he could to find his friend, only to pass before ever really knowing what had happened to the young man who had saved a nation. Despite Howard's obsession over finding Steve, Tony didn't harbor the exact same feelings for the blond super solider as his father. He had always had a secret crush on Captain America. He knew all about the serum that ran through the other mans body, how they had almost caused a blackout to create the blond super soldier. Despite all of this however, Tony couldn't help but fantasize about what Steve looked like naked, water sliding down his tall, well muscled body. He'd seen him with his shirt off, during sparring practice or when he had just come back from his 3 mile morning run. Watched as Steve walked around in sweats that hung impossibly low on his hips, making Tony's imagination run wild with thoughts of how in the hell did Steve keep them from falling off? He dreamed of what it would be like to touch those abs that showed no signs of ever becoming anything more than a six pack. Tony wanted to touch and lick and feel and taste Steve. It was maddening to be around the tall soldier all of the time and not be able to do what he wanted most and that was submit to Steve in every way possible. Give him everything his heart desired and then some. If he could get over his nerves where Steve was concerned and ask him out he would have at least accomplished part of his goal.
"Uh no it's cool, just...just give me a few, ok?" Steve shouted through the door. He wasn't sure what Tony wanted to talk to him about but he did know that he needed to apologize for getting angry. It wasn't justified, well not fully but Steve still didn't like to hear about the others before. Jealousy is a real pain in the ass, Steve thought with irritation. He wasn't sure if Tony was still in the bedroom or sitting in the living room but he hurried through his shower, dried off, and put on a pair of sweats. Walking out of the bathroom he looked around the bedroom and didn't see Tony so he headed to the living room and found him standing in front of the TV, watching news footage of the fight the team had just gotten back from. "Hey Tony," Steve said softly. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to act around him after yelling at him.
Tony jerked around at the sound of Steve's voice, almost dropping the remote. "Oh, uh hey Cap, sorry was looking at the news channel. Hope you don't mind, just wanted to see what had been reported about tonight's fight." Steve had scared the hell out of Tony, he had been fantasizing about what Steve looked like while he was in the shower. Feeling his heart pounding and his face grow hot he gave Steve a crooked smile. "So, uh yeah, shower go well?" He was grasping at straws, unsure of the other man's mood after his outburst a few moments ago.
Steve smiled shyly, "Yeah was a little sore but hot showers usually help with that." He was watching Tony's face as a blush stared to turn his cheeks pink. "Umm, Tony, about earlier?" Steve hesitated, he wasn't sure what it was that had set him off just that jealousy had played a big part of it. "I want to apologize for yelling at you. There really wasn't a valid reason for it and I'm sorry." Steve continued to watch Tony. He watched as Tony's tongue slid across his bottom lip making Steve want to lean forward and taste him. Inwardly groaning to himself he counted to ten and waited for a response from Tony.
Standing in front of the TV, Tony just looked at Steve. He didn't know what to say. Well, yeah he did know what he wanted to ask but for the life of him he couldn't remember. Licking his suddenly dry lips he watched as Steve's eyes followed the motion. When the blond took a deep breath and closed his eyes Tony took the time to look him over briefly. No shirt, sweats that still hung to damn low to stay up on their own and no socks. Steve must have dressed right out of the shower. It didn't strike Tony as odd that he would know that, just that Steve usually kept socks on, he didn't like being cold since he had been found and unfrozen. "It's ok I guess, I mean I'm not really sure what exactly I said that upset you but hey lets forget it and move forward ok?" Tony's nerves were starting to get the best of him and despite his earlier resolve he wasn't sure he could ask Steve out. If you don't ask him I sure the fuck will. Look at him Tony? Tell me you wouldn't do Captain America? Clint had made the statement and asked the question innocently enough but it had been just enough to push Tony. He had looked at Clint with a shocked look and thought wildly to himself, No! What if...what if Steve likes Clint better than me? That would mean I wouldn't have a chance. I've gotta talk to Steve before Clint does, maybe invite him on a date. Steve would like that I'm sure, an old fashioned type of date. "You're not even Steve's type so don't even think about it." Tony had scoffed after finally having put together a plan. He'd been wanting to ask Steve out for a while but wasn't sure how the other man would respond. Taking a deep breath he cleared his throat and took the plunge. "Steve, I was wondering...mmmphf" Tony started but was stopped by a pair of strong hands on his biceps and a pair of soft pink lips pressed against his.
Steve had been watching the play of emotions on Tony's face once he had reopened his eyes. The shock, confusion, and something else. Something that Steve didn't catch in time. If I just kissed Tony would he hate me? Steve couldn't help but wonder exactly how Tony tasted. He knew he had a cup of coffee before they had been called to duty. Then they had all gone to grab take out from a nearby Schezwan restaurant and of course Tony had his usual of Kung Pao chicken, Dan dan noodles, and Mapo tofu. Steve had watched Tony as he ate and talked with everyone, constantly moving always unable to be still for any given moment. It had been then that Steve had yelled at Tony and walked out of the room. He still couldn't erase the look of longing he had seen in Tony's eyes and decided that before anything else was said between them he was going to kiss him. Steve reached for Tony, grabbing him by his biceps and pulled Tony just close enough for Steve to press a kiss against his lips. Softer than even in my dreams... Steve thought to himself as he released Tony's arms and pulled him closer, wanting to feel him from head to toe. He felt Tony take a deep breath then press against Steve with a soft moan. Steve couldn't stop the flare of need that shot through him at the sound. He had been dreaming of kissing Tony and how it would feel, how he would taste, the sounds Tony would make. He didn't fully anticipate just how he would feel once it had all happened in real. Steve moaned back against Tony's lips and pushed him down onto the couch pressing against him.
Tony was surprised by the kiss, he never thought Steve would kiss him of all people. Instead of pulling away Tony took a deep breath and had released it on a moan as he pressed closer to Steve. He wasn't sure what was going to happen but Tony was unwilling to stop even if it didn't go any further than a few kiss. He could feel Steve pushing him down towards the couch and thought to himself, Ohgod please don't let Steve do what I think he is. Tony wasn't going to be able to hide how he felt about Steve right now. Despite the fact that he had on lounge pants, Tony was hard. Hard due to having tried to imagine what Steve had looked like while he had been in the shower earlier. Tony had even been turned on by Steve yelling at him, even if he still didn't know the reason why. When he felt the couch against his back and Steve pressing down against him Tony couldn't help but groan. The feel of the big blond man above him was even better than any of his dreams could have predicted. When he felt Steve's body fully cover him he gasped against his lips and pressed up against him. "Steve...wait, maybe...ohgod just...Steve hold on a sec...fuck, just...ohgod like that please..." Tony panted against his neck. He couldn't help but slide his hands down Steve's back and grind up against him. If we don't stop I'll be begging Steve to fuck me into the couch. Tony groaned at the thought, he could feel Steve through his sweats and knew that it was more than likely possible to happen.
Steve couldn't help himself, he pressed Tony down against the couch and covered his body with his own. He felt and heard the groan that had rumbled through Tony. When he had gasped and started grinding against him Steve was lost. The only thing he could feel was the brunette genius beneath him pressing against his thigh, Steve kissed Tony harder as he pressed his hips down moaning. "To...Tony," Steve stammered, he couldn't think about anything except the need to feel skin against skin. Sliding a hand down Tony's body slowly, Steve tweaked a nipple and watched as Tony arched up against him with a loud gasp. Intrigued by the reaction, he leaned forward and swirled his tongue around the small nub and bite down.
"Geezus Steve!" Tony shouted. He couldn't help it, Steve seemed to be turning him into a ball of oversensitive nerves. Tony braced his hands against Steve's chest and pushed. "Steve, wait a minute." Tony panted, "Listen to me...ohgod don't, don't do that...wait, Steve please." Tony tried to get the big blond to stop and listen to him but Steve seemed determined to turn Tony into a writhing mess beneath him. He had reached the waist band of Tony's pants and was trying to get them untied. Tony tried pushing against Steve's chest harder until he heard the sound of fabric ripping and then the feeling of Steve's hand sliding inside his lounge pants. When he felt Steve's hand wrap around his erection all Tony could do was let out a whimper. Wait, what the hell? Tony Stark does not whimper damnit! Pressing his hips up he felt the big strong hand squeeze him as Steve stroked him in slow unsteady strokes."Steve...ohfuck, just...please right there, don't stop." Tony moaned against the other mans throat, his hips thrusting up harder. He couldn't remember why he had come by to talk to Steve but he wasn't going to complain about how things were currently going.
Steve found that he enjoyed hearing the sounds and words that left Tony's lips. He felt the hands pressing against his chest but Tony's words didn't fully register, all he could hear were the moans and sighs leaving the genius' mouth. "Tony," Steve moaned against the tan neck. He had ripped Tony's pants open, sliding his hand inside, searching, until he found what he was looking for. Wrapping his hand around Tony's erection Steve stroked him, while grinding his hips against Tony's leg. "Tony, ohgod you feel better than my dreams." Steve whispered hoarsely. He couldn't believe he had the object of his desires beneath him, writhing in pleasure. Steve stroked Tony as he tried his best to figure out how to get his sweats off without breaking contact. Tony must have had the same idea because the next thing Steve knew his sweats were being slid down over his hips and Tony's hands were every where on him. His back, his hips, and his ass. Steve jerked forward reflexively when he felt Tony slid a finger down the crack of his cheeks, causing Steve to grip him tighter and his hips to push down harder. Steve knew they should probably wait, knew that this was not how he had originally wanted things to go with Tony but now that they were here he couldn't think of anything else other than hearing his name on Tony's lips as he reached his orgasm. All those lonely nights of me wanting him, needing to feel him and now I have him. What if I mess this up? What if Tony decides that this had all been a mistake and he never talks to me again? Despite the questions churning through Steve's head, it was the sounds and sighs falling from Tony's lips that gave Steve his answer. The moans and grinding motion of the man beneath him was all Steve needed to know that Tony wanted this as much as he did. "Tony, can...can we," Steve wasn't sure how to ask for what he wanted. He had never wanted anything so badly in his life, not as much as he wanted Tony Stark. "Please, I really want to...if we can...I just." Steve groaned as he stroked Tony faster feeling the other man pulsing in his hand. Grinding harder against Tony's leg Steve raised up to adjust their positions, trying to position himself so both their erections were aligned.
"Ohgod Steve...wait, before...we, we can...just listen, please" Tony took a deep breath. He had to remember why he had originally come to see Steve. When he felt Steve raise up Tony pushed him as hard as he could, causing the blond soldier to fall off the couch and on to the floor. Taking a deep breath Tony jerked himself upright and moved off of the couch and out of Steve's reach. Running a shaky hand through his hair Tony stared at Steve. Damnit he looks ready to be fucked, Tony groaned at the thought and watched as Steve picked himself up off the floor. "Steve, just listen to me please. There... there is something I need to ask you first." Tony held up his hands and slowly backed away from the couch. "Just hear me out and then after..after, you think about it you can decide what, if anything you want to do or if you want to continue." Tony had continued to back away from Steve until he felt the table behind him.
Steve was surprised to feel Tony push him with enough force that he fell from the couch and onto the floor. Looking at the brunette in confusion and feeling hurt, Steve watched as Tony moved off of the couch and backed away from him. Steve wondered if he had done something wrong, he looked Tony up and down from head to toe and decided that whatever he wanted to talk about they would talk about it, figure out what needed to be done and then go from there. "Sorry Tony. I'm...I'm sorry I just, I don't know what I'm doing," Steve flushed under the sable gaze. He noticed Tony had backed himself against the table, taking a deep breath he slowly stood up and moved towards the other man. "Ask me whatever you want Tony, I'll listen." Steve couldn't help but feel self conscious standing in front of Tony with his sweats almost down around his knees and his erection still at full attention. Steve slowly walked towards Tony with his hands out palms up and said softly, "What is it you want to ask me?"
"Go out with me," Tony blurted before he could think. He was watching Steve as he moved towards him. Looking the tall, blond super soldier over and doing his best not to beg him to fuck him into next week. Clearing his throat as his eyes looked Steve over from head to toe, "I mean, on a date. Go out with me on a date, please. We can go where ever you like when ever you want. I just," Tony stopped as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I'd really just like to go on a date with you if that would be ok..." He drifted off as he felt Steve's hand cup his cheek, opening his eyes he looked into a pair of baby blues blown wide by lust. "Steve? Please, say something." Tony was worried that maybe Steve didn't want to date him that all he really wanted was just sex, Captain America doesn't do casual relationships Tony thought to himself savagely.
"Yes, Tony. I'd like that more than anything." Steve smiled at him, leaned closer and whispered softly, "I'd like that very, very much. Two days," Steve's eyes dropped to Tony's lips and then darted back up and gazed into his eyes. The sable color was a thin ring around his pupils, blown wide by lust and uncertainty. "Two days Tony and we can go on our date. I would really, really like that a lot." Steve leaned forward and kissed Tony gently. "I would love it honestly," Another soft kiss, "Been thinking about it for the longest time and I didn't," a longer, deeper kiss. "I didn't think you would want to though." Steve held Tony's face between his hands, pulled him closer as he kissed him, this time making sure that Tony understood Steve was very serious about their date. Pulling back and panting slightly, Steve asked Tony against his lips, "Does that mean we can..." He drifted off again unsure as to how he should ask Tony for what he wanted. He wasn't all to sure himself but he knew that he wanted the brunette beneath him, writhing against him again. Blushing he looked at Tony and smiled shyly.
Blinking Tony looked at Steve, surprised that he had said yes. He grinned in between the kisses Steve gave him until he kissed him to the point his knees turned to jelly and he had to slide his arms around Steve's waist to keep himself upright. Seeing Steve blushing turned Tony inside out, he never knew how much blushes could affect him. Or maybe it's just Steve and his blushes, he thought to himself. He smiled when he heard Steve's hesitation in finishing his question. "You want to continue where we left off on the couch?" Tony asked him softly. His smile became wider as Steve shook his head yes and blushed an even deeper shade of red. Pulling Steve closer Tony whispered against his lips, "We can do whatever it is you want to do gorgeous." He felt the tremor that ran through Steve's body, enjoyed the fact that it was him who seemed to be the cause of it. "If, if you wanna just cuddle we can do that too I don't mind that either." He kissed Steve, kissed him until he felt him relax and kiss him back. When he felt Steve's hand around him, stroking him slowly, Tony stammered, "Or...or we can do that. Yeah, yeah we most definitely can do that." He panted against Steve's throat. When Tony felt Steve pick him up and set him on the table he knew what it was the blond man wanted. Reaching between them he wrapped his hand around Steve's erection and was rewarded with a gasp and a moan of pleasure. Tony couldn't stop moving his hips, Steve was stroking him in long, slow pulls making him want to just lie back and enjoy it but he knew he had to make this good for Steve. This was his first time and if they both could honestly wait it would have been done with more finesse. Tony tried to match Steve's rhythm with his own hand, stroking him at the same speed but he'd held back so long and Steve was speeding his hand up which in turn was shutting Tony's brain down. "Fuck Steve...ohgod just like that...please, don't, don't stop." Tony begged Steve while thrusting his hips and stroking him at the same time. Tony knew he was close and was worried he would be leaving Steve behind but to his surprise Steve was right there with him. He could feel it through Steve's pulse in his erection. The closer the blond, blissed out super soldier got the harder he became, his breath coming in harsh pants against Tony's neck.
"Tony, I...I don't think I can...please...I'm not, I'm soo close Tony." Steve couldn't stop the words from leaving his mouth, didn't try to hold them back. When Tony had started stroking him Steve had decided then that he wouldn't let the other man go. He moved between Tony's legs until he felt their hands brush against each other. "Move," a deep breath "Move your hand Tony. Let...let me" Steve stammered. He wrapped his hand around both their erections and squeezed gently. He felt Tony buck against him and groan loudly. Steve stroked them both as he pushed himself closer to Tony, he felt Tony's hand close over his and squeeze causing Steve to moan against his neck. "Tony, just let me...ohgod you feel so good." Steve's hand was covered by Tony's and they started stroking each other together. Steve wasn't going to last much longer, his breath coming in excited and tortured pants. He felt Tony trembling against him as his hips moved, when Tony jerked beneath him and moaned Steve's name, Steve gave in to his need. Squeezing his hand tighter around them both Steve leaned against Tony, forcing him to wrap an arm around his shoulders while Steve held himself up, placing a hand on the table, he moved with Tony. Steve raised his head, bright, passion glazed baby blue eyes stared into rich sable ones, blown wide with lust. "Tony, I can't...you have to...with me...please," Steve couldn't think coherently, his mind was shutting down as his orgasm slid through him. Pressing closer to Tony he felt his hand being squeezed tighter as Tony's body stiffened against him. Moaning against Tony's neck Steve's hand moved faster until he heard Tony gasp his name, the tan body writhing beneath him as he came into their hands. "Tony..." Steve gave in and came right behind him, shivering as he felt the arm around him tighten and hold him closer. Panting harshly, Steve felt his knees trembling and before he slid to the floor, pulled Tony off the table and on top of him.
Groaning as Steve pulled him off the table and they slid to the floor, Tony tried to catch his breath. "Well damn...if I had known...you sure, you've never done this? Not that I'm complaining or anything, cause seriously I'm not...but wow." Tony couldn't help the words coming out of his mouth. Steve had shut down his mind as well as his body. Yawning Tony leaned up and kissed the blond haired, blue eyed soldier under him. "Two days huh?" He was afraid that Steve would change his mind now that they were coming down from orgasm.
Pulling Tony closer, Steve sighed and smiled, "Two days Tony, two days and we will go on our first date." Steve was happy, happier than he'd been in a long time. He ran a hand through Tony's hair and heard the soft sigh he let out. "Do...do you still want to go? I mean if you don't I'll understand it's..." Steve was cut off by a kiss and a smile from the tired brunette.
Yawning again Tony replied softly, "Of course I want to go...we can go where ever you choose handsome, just let me know what I need to wear." Tony leaned up to kiss Steve again and smiled as he looked into baby blue eyes full of happiness and wonder. He knew then, that no matter what it took he would do his best to make sure Steve looked at him like that as often as possible. "Or...or if you want we can always order in and do a movie night. I mean I'm sure there's a lot you would like to see." He wasn't sure when they had ended up on the bed or how but he was pretty sure Steve had something to do with it. "Right now though, what if we took a nap, just a real quick one?" He was tired...lack of sleep, the fight earlier in the day, and then the mind blowing hand job he had just received and returned had all added up. Now all Tony wanted to do was let Steve hold him while they slept and pray that he didn't have any nightmares to run him off.
Steve smiled at Tony as he made sure they were both comfortable on the huge bed. He had told Tony it was to big for him alone but now he was grateful he hadn't insisted that he be given a smaller one. "We can take a nap, especially after all the excitement from today." Kissing Tony on top of his head, Steve pulled the covers up over them, asked JARVIS to wake them if needed and drifted off to sleep holding the man he'd been dreaming about for months.