Chapter 34 – Sin City

"You want me to do WHAT?" Tony shouted at Pepper.

"Really Tony, the Stark exposition was all your idea. It's seems only normal that you travel with the expo throughout Europe. It's the first world edition."

"But I never gave my consent to do a world tour!" Tony almost started hyperventilating, what would Steve say of this.

"It's only until Valentine that you would be gone. And you did gave your consent, remember? You signed that paper I gave you." Pepper concluded evilly.

"Why you little... You know I sign everything you give me! That's called TRUST!" Peeeppeeeeeeeeeeeeer!" Tony whined, but it was already decided for him. How to break the news to Steve and the other Avengers...

"You WHAT?" Steve yelled. The others were just staring at the couple.

"I know, Steve, it's just... And then Pepper... First world edition... And euhm..."

"I don't care ANTHONY STARK! You'll be gone for almost two months? You knew I was looking for a job, so I can't come with you!"

"What do you mean? You already found a job? But you know you don't need any money, I could pay..." Tony started but the Cap interrupted.

"I'm not going to use your money, when I'm perfectly capable of earning my own. I contacted Mr. Rhodes and I can work at the army base of New York. Recruiting new soldiers and training them before we send them to another base."

"Congratulations!" Bruce said, with a lot of luck the conversation would change and things would end better because how it seemed now...

Steve held up his hand to silence Bruce and the others gulped down the words of congratulations they were going to say. The Cap didn't take his eyes of a fidgeting Tony.

"I guess... We'll have to be... Apart for some time." Tony admitted and he felt weak because tears were clouding his sight.

"Yeah... I guess so.." Steve said defeated.

The whole room went silent and Steve turned away from Tony.

"There's still the New Year's Eve party!"

"Yeah Tony, and I do so like parties, don't I." Steve said sarcastically and he went out of the room.

The others were watching the sad Iron Man with growing concern. "Tony.." Natasha began.

"Don't. Mind your own business." And he turned on his feet and went to his lab. He wouldn't come out until the evening of the party.

The party was in full swing and Tony was talking with a lot of important people. Steve felt like a burden. He stood next to Tony, but he didn't get a glance and barely got a word because he was too busy. Tomorrow he would depart for Europe, first stop London, and the atmosphere between them was still extremely tense. Steve felt as if Tony didn't take him into account. He just decided to go without consulting. He knew work was important, but even this party showed Steve that he had no place here.

"Tony..."

"Not now Steve. Yes, I heard about the finding of the new 'God Part', I read..." he went on.

Steve took a glass of champagne from the platter of a passing waiter. He couldn't get drunk, but he could still try.

Three hours later.

"Tony.."

"Huh? Yeah?"

"Can I get you something?" Steve asked desperately wanting some attention from his lover.

"Sure, fetch me something will ya." And he turned to the converstation again.

Steve felt stupid. He didn't understand a thing about physics and only knew basic maths. He was such a stupid loser, what did Tony, the genius, see in him.

After bringing something non-alcoholic to Tony, he tried again.

"Tony..."

"WHAT? What is it now! Steve, you've been bothering me all night. I have to talk to important people about smart stuff because when I'm gone for a month and a half, those people still have to like me. Can't you see I'm busy?"

Steve felt hurt and angry "It's our last night together! You can treat others like they work for you, but not me! Is it so bad of me to ask some attention? I feel like I have to make something right between us, while you're the one who's been wrong all along. I won't apologise this time!"

"Fine!" Tony said and turned from Steve again.

"Fine! Then I'll just go making out with someone else too then?"

"Do whatever you want, I don't care!" Tony snapped.

Steve turned from him and stomped away, angry beyond belief and hating the fact he couldn't get drunk. But that didn't mean others couldn't think he couldn't get drunk and he can get away with his angry behaviour.

"Euhm... Tony?"

"Yes, Pepper, what is it now?" he was feeling so bad. His mood was even worsening. First the fact he had to go on tour and had to miss Steve all the time. Then their fight, ongoing silence and then again a fight. He was tired and tried to get as much work done as possible so he could get back even faster from Europe.

"I think Steve's drunk."

"Drunk? He can't get drunk." Tony laughed.

"Well... He's behaving like he's drunk." Pepper said and she took a step back, afraid of Tony's reaction.

Tony was standing on a balcony, looking over the entire room. Downstairs people were dancing on some party music. Only one hour to go till the New Year. The big countdown till midnight didn't capture Tony's attention.

A handsome dancing and flirting Captain America on the dancefloor did. He was dancing with two beautiful women. No, not dancing. Tony thought. That's almost sex. He gripped the edge of the balustrade, his knuckles white from the deathgrip. His face red from jealousy and anger. Just then Steve looked up at Tony, his expression dark and then he shifted his arms even more securely around a girl. His hand touching her exposed naked belly.

Tony went mad on the inside. Seeing Steve like that on the other hand made him painfully aroused.

"He should apologise. No, he shouldn't. They're touching what's mine!" Went through his head.

The other girl started opening Steve's shirt. His tie already miraculously disappeared.

"Steve's right." Tony thought "I should pay more attention to what I signed, and the idea did come from me, I forgot to tell him and I should take his opinion into consideration. It wasn't fair of me to ignore him and hide like some coward in my lab and it's our last night together and I couldn't even give him ten minutes of attention. What a bastard am I. I really don't deserve Steve." A look of hurt crossed his face, a look that didn't go unnoticed by a certain blond guy on the dancefloor, and Tony turned away from the scene. He deserved this pain.

He didn't start a new conversation. Tony just stood there.

Until a hand grabbed his arm roughly.

"What?" Tony started but lips were crushing his own lips in an angry kiss. Familiar lips. Tony let him be kissed and looked Steve in the eyes. "I'm sorry." Tony said in a little voice.

"I know you are."

"I deserve your anger." Tony said, damn! Why didn't he have any control of his trembling lip.

"I'm not angry at you anymore." Steve said, his pupils extremely large and dark.

"You're not?" Tony smiled.

"I'm not. But you still deserve to be punished for what you did." Steve said.

A shiver went through Tony's body. Steve was getting more confidence in the sexuality department and Tony loved it when the nice innocent baby blue eyed soldier played the rough card.

"Yes please." He said in a high voice. "Get a grip Tony!" he told himself. But his legs were turning into rubber and he wasn't sure if he was drooling or looking like a lovesick puppy or worse... Both!

"Come with me." Steve said in a hoarse voice and he pulled Tony with him, other people looked curious and made way for the passing couple. Questions got ignored and not a word was being spoken between the two of them. Steve looked like an angry predator and Tony probably seemed like a whimpering fan girl behind the broad Captain.

They climbed stairs and passed numerous people, until they got on a floor with no people around. Tony had no idea where they were, but he did not care. He was panting from anticipation, his erection throbbing, his throat dry and all he could do was stare at the sudden dominant man.

"In here. Now!" Steve said.

Tony quickly obeyed.

The room was moonlit and he heard a click behind him. He wanted to turn but Steve told him not to move.

They seemed to be in an empty room, the spare furniture covered with white blankets, high windows and some dust on the floor.

Tony was trembling. Steve started walking in circles around Tony. Close, but far enough so he couldn't touch him.

Tony didn't dare to move and followed Steve with his eyes, watching hungrily and waiting for the next command.

When Steve stood behind him, he started talking.

"You feel sorry?"

"Yes! Yes, Steve, I'm so sorry! Please.."

"SILENCE!" Tony snapped his mouth shut and gulped audibly.

"You answer when I ask a question and you will adress me as 'Sir'" Steve said, feeling dirty and reckless at the same time. He had no idea what he was doing but it felt right.

"Yes, Sir." Tony said and he almost came then and there.

"You've been behaving very badly. Do you think you should be punished?"

"Yes, Sir. I deserve severe punishment." Tony whimpered.

"Correct. And why?" Steve asked, eyes glinting.

"Because I've been behaving very badly?" Tony answered the question with Steve own words, but he knew that wasn't what Steve wanted to hear.

"Wrong! Why do you deserve punishment?"

"I've been a bad boy." Tony tried and he heard a gasp behind him. So Steve apparently liked the bad-boy-being-punished a lot.

"Yes, you have been..." Steve said with a purr in his voice, Tony felt hot air on his neck and shivered again "a very bad... boy."

"Oh, please! Steve! Touch me!" And Tony tried to press his back against Steve. Anything to feel some contact.

But Steve had already pulled away.

"I said: don't move. And you moved."

Tony just groaned, his body thrumming with arousal and tension.

"Strip!" Steve barked.

"What? Here?" Tony said unbelievingly and he wanted to turn, but a pair of strong hands gripped his upperarms, so he couldn't.

Steve licked a path from Tony's neck to his ear and blew softly on it, the sudden chill on Tony's skin set him even more on fire.

"I. said... Strip. I hate repeating myself. So take of your clothes or I will do it for you and I can't promise they'll remain unscathed."

Tony immediately rushed to obey the command and started stripping. First he untied his shoes and peeled of his socks. Then he threw his vest on a piece of white covered furnitured. The tie followed. He pushed his pants down, hoping he gave quite the view while bending down. Then he unbuttoned his shirt.

"No underwear? Were you hoping to get lucky perhaps?" Steve asked.

"Yes, Sir." Tony said with a trembling voice.

"You're not finished yet." Steve said.

Tony hesitated. The moonlight will illuminate his scars and he was still very insecure about it. At home he covered them almost all the time and when they were getting more physical he put out the lights. Rather using the fireplace so there would be a lot of shadow to hide in.

Steve probably felt his lover's apprehension and wrapped Tony in his arms.

"You're beautiful to me love." He said and he took off Tony's shirt. Tony started crossing his arms in front of his chest but Steve stopped him.

"Tony Stark. I love all of you. Every single hair on that gorgeous body of yours. And the scars show me that you're brave and strong. They make you even more desirable." He pressed his rock hard penis against Tony's backside.

"Do you believe me?" Steve asked softly while placing loving kisses on Tony's shoulder. His hands carressing the sides of the dark men's body.

Tony nodded and turned around in Steve's arms. They kissed, first chaste and then more heatedly.

"Oh god, I've missed your lips. I shouldn't miss something like that after only two days. But oh God, I did!" Tony moaned.

Steve just crushed Tony even more close to his chest, rubbing their hips together in an ancient dance.

They broke apart, panting. "Was that the punishment, Sir?" Tony asked mockingly. Steve's eyes flashed and he took hold of Tony again. Turning his back to him again and roughly pushing him against a wall. Tony really got smacked against it, but he didn't care. The light pain was bringing his excitement to a new level.

A strong big hand gripped him tight in the hair. "I've had enough or your impertinence, Mr. Stark." Steve growled and he bit down hard on Tony's neck. Tony moaned loudly and pushed his ass against Steve's crotch.

"Place your hands on the wall and bend over a little, Tony."

Tony did so.

"I planned to try this too on you, softly and lovingly, but you leave me no choice." Steve panted.

"I like you rough Steve! Take me! Make me yours!" Tony shouted.

"No, we'll save that until you're back home." Tony's erection jerked excitedly up and down.

"You tried my patience long enough. You want it rough?"

"Yes, yes PLEASE! Sir! Do anything you want! Please!" Tony sobbed, his body high strung and he felt like crying if he didn't get any release soon.

"Fine!" Steve purred again. Tony heard him spitting and then thick fingers were searching their way to that little tight hole of his.

One fingertip started teasing the entrance and Tony tried to relax.

"This is for not consulting me!" Steve said and he pushed a finger all the way in. Tony howled from pain and pleasure.

Steve started pumping the finger in and out. "We're a couple. Partners! And we take each other into consideration. Understood?" Steve said angrily.

"Yes Sir!" Tears were running down Tony's cheeks and precum was leaking on the floor.

Steve took out his finger, Tony whimpered at the loss, and used again some spit.

"And this... This is for behaving like a sulking petulant little boy!" And he rammed two fingers down Tony's little abused hole.

"AAAAGGHH!" Tony screamed, he was so close, almost there!

Steve teased Tony's ass with slow and deep strokes. His hand still gripping Tony's hair and holding his cheek against the wall. Tony was trembling very badly now.

The pumping got harder and each touch to his prostrate sent delicious tremours through his body. Tony was blabbering how much he loved Steve and how sorry he was and that he would never ever again be a bad boy.

Steve took out his fingers, Tony's cheeks were wet enough and before he could register what Steve was planning to do a third finger joined. If it weren't for Steve, Tony would've just crumpled to the ground from sexual overload.

"And this is for ignoring me!" and he continued fucking Tony hard with his three fingers. Tony just stood there, legs spread wide, receiving his punishment. Steve felt Tony start to tighten around his fingers.

"Be glad I didn't fuck you with my cock, my pretty boy" Steve said, Tony could only moan "Or you wouldn't walk straight for days."

That's it! Tony couldn't hold himself together anymore.

"STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVEEE!" he screamed, come spurting all over the wall and on the floor. Tony almost sagged to the floor.

"Oh no, you don't!" Steve growled. He turned a flushed Tony around and pushed him to his knees.

"Suck me." He commanded and Tony was just putty.

Steve opened his belt and pushed down his pants and Star Spangled underwear to his ancles. He grabbed a fistful of dark hair and shoved Tony's mouth roughly over his cock.

It was only a matter of seconds and Tony, the good boy he now was, swallowed every drop while a groaning Steve sallowly pumped his hips, drawing out the feeling of Tony milking him with his mouth.

Steve pulled out and dropped to his knees too, some come slid down from Tony's mouth corner and Steve licked it up. They kissed languidly, sharing the salty taste of Steve.

Exhausted they sat back and looked at the other.

"You're alright?" Steve asked, suddenly worried he went too far, he had no idea he could be like that.

"Oh yes, my pretty boy, I'm more then alright." They smiled at each other. A lazy but happy smile.

A quarter of an hour later a dishevelled couple, blond and brown haired, kissed in the New Year.

And to the bystanders it seemed that those two couldn't be any more happier. And they were right.

It's been awhile, I've been very busy and more reviews could still make me decide to upload faster... So you know what to do!

Tell me what you thought of this chapter and if you have any ideas for what the two of them can do or will feel in their time apart or maybe when they finally meet again... Tell me! I'd love to hear your opinions!

Love,

Corantien.