Chapter 32: Reprise Chapters: Shout at the Devil
Soooooooooooo Tony's first time with Steve didn't go exactly as he planned.
The location of choice? It was too loud and crazy for someone like Steve Rogers. Every thirty seconds they had to fight off someone that pounded on the door to get into the damn bathroom. Tony began to think it was a total mess.
Everything between them felt right but the setting was horrible.
The only person that thought anything of it was Tony. Steve ignored the people completely. His hands were latched onto Tony's hips. He shook all over and he hid his face against the back of Tony's neck.
For him, everything that had transpired between them defied all that he stood for. Steve wasn't into reckless sexual encounters. It felt like he broke every rule in the book. Tony excited him. He couldn't say it out loud but he longed to have that sort of attention.
He kissed his neck and pulled Tony to him. He was told what to do and he executed the orders exactly as Tony gave them. Now he wanted to take it further. Steve gently pulled out of Tony and he let him stand up properly. Tony turned away from the sink and faced him. A look of concern seared throughout Tony's face.
"Do you want to stop?" Tony asked as Steve shook his head. They both heard someone at the door again. Tony wanted to scream with frustration. Steve ignored it and stepped closer. He pulled his own shirt up and over his head.
Tony froze where he stood.
OH, DEAR GOD.. his shirt was off his body. Tony gulped and he looked over his physique. HIS BODY WAS FLAWLESS. Tony stared at his chest...
Uhhhh it was pretty hot in the room. The bathroom became a sauna. Also, the temperature of Tony's blood rose up quite a bit. It didn't help that Steve was aroused YET AGAIN and ready to go another round.
He was still huge and hard. Tony had to recall the fact that he was superhuman or whatev.
"GAhhh I am so attracted to you. You REALLY need to, not.." Be so friggen attractive? Tony tried to speak but his words turned to mush. Steve laughed a little then reached over to Tony. He copied what he always did to him. Tony always tugged on his shirt so Steve did the same thing.
He pulled it up over his head and Tony smiled as it was tossed to the floor. Tony grinned and ran his hand across the hard muscles of Steve's chest.
"You wanna go again Yankee?" Tony spoke quietly as Steve nodded his head a few times.
"I do. Unless you object?"
OBJECT?! Yeah, not likely. Tony just shut his mouth and he pounced on Steve. He made the man walk back into the wall behind them. They both seized the opportunity to be alone. It didn't matter who was outside that door. They had no intention to leave or acknowledge another person on the planet at that moment.
Steve's spine straightened when his skin touched the cold wall. He grasped Tony and pulled him close. They both seeped down to the floor as they kissed. Tony's lips were locked against Steve's as he sank down onto his lap. Steve broke from his lips and he looked over his body. His skin tempted Steve and he wanted to feel every part of him.
"I want to touch you.." He murmured as he pushed Tony's thighs apart. Every inch of Tony was exposed and there was no way to turn back. He gently tightened his fist over him and started to stroke Tony. WHA HE WAS SHOCKED.
Tony wasn't used to that kind of attention. His eyes widened. Tony caught his lip between his teeth and watched with fascination as Steve worked his hand over his cock slowly. Tony kissed the side of Steve's face.
"I wanna touch you too." Tony smiled and he gripped Steve's cock as well. He felt his body shiver so Tony stroked a little more. They had already been in that bathroom for a long while. There was no way to know how long they had until someone forced their way into the room.
Tony was surprised more than anything. Steve had been so forward and his body was already so sensitive to his touch. He gasped and gripped both of Steve's arms. Tony felt almost liquified. He felt pleasured and boneless, and he knew it wasn't because of the drug he took.
It was the Yankee and all the attention he gave him. Gahhh he moved above him. His legs spread to both sides of his body. His knees were planted firmly on the floor. He wanted Steve inside him again and the blonde caught on quick. He used his free hand to guide the path, then Steve pressed the head of his cock into him.
Tony shuddered and clutched onto his shoulders for strength. Then he slowly maneuvered and adjusted to the position they were in. Steve's other hand still gave Tony the attention he needed and he started to stroke him at a faster pace.
The younger one always needed more, he had a constant hunger to feel a thrill. He burned for love and attention. Steve knew this and he did his best.
Steve was inexperienced, and it became obvious to him at that point that Tony was very good at having sex.
He felt a small stab of...jealousy? Something hit him as he felt the way Tony moved over him. As if he was trained to pleasure someone. Steve groaned, his voice muffled against the soft skin of Tony's chest. He started to kiss his chest and he stopped at his neck. Steve used his grip on Tony's ass to pound him down on his cock with a lot more force than before.
His heartbeat increased until he wondered if he'd have a heart attack. Steve had a darker side to him, a possessive side that he wasn't really even aware of. In his mind, he began to want Tony all for himself. Tony had no knowledge of it and he just moaned out into the airy bathroom. He grabbed and gripped onto the towel that hung from the rack up above their heads.
Steve stilled his movements and held him in place. He moved his hips up slowly and Tony tightened over him. They both liked it when Steve moved in deep. His mouth closed over a part of Tony's neck.
Steve felt possessive again so his arms wrapped around his waist, Steve held him captive against him. He sucked hard at the soft skin, He bit at the skin so everyone could see the mark he placed there. Triumph mingled in his mind when he felt Tony's body shudder in his arms.
For the first time in his life, Tony had a sexual experience that actually made him cum. Every encounter was the same. He just let some older guy fuck him. He'd never actually ... He groaned and spilled everything he had over Steve's very fit abdomen.
Tony felt Steve's hot tongue on his neck. He finally grasped what Steve was up to and he had to catch his breath to tease him about it.
"..." Tony had a million things to say but he couldn't form a single word.
Everything after that point started to blur. He felt the bathroom floor against his back. Tony blinked and looked up at Steve. He felt a strong thrust and he gripped Steve's ass. Holy Molyy his entire body caught on fire the moment he realized that Steve was about to do the same thing that he did.
The drug he took was a stimulant, So pleasure just dripped from every pore on his body. Steve moaned very loudly, he couldn't control it because it was a first for him as well. He quickly thrust everything out. Steve gasped and buried what felt like everything he had into Tony.
He had never been brought to that level of pleasure, and it was the most erotic encounter he had ever experienced.
"Holy, shit.." Tony was finally able to say something as he tried to take in some oxygen. He held onto that extremely warm skin. They both struggled to breathe. The two of them tried to catch their breath as they heard a very stressed and loud knock on the door. They looked over in the direction of the door and Steve let out an exhausted sigh.
He pictured a very long line of drunk people.
Steve looked down at Tony and he wiped some of his hair off his forehead. He gave him a small kiss and he relaxed against him. They both needed to cool down. They had to breathe at a normal rate and they did not want to separate. They only kissed and clung to one another on that bathroom floor.
A person actually kicked the door. Tony jerked from the shock and Steve started to laugh.
It was time to go. Steve stretched up and he looked down at Tony. They both remained where they were for a moment longer. Steve kissed him again, but then he backed up and he hunted for his clothes. Tony moved out from beneath him and he started to hunt around as well.
Tony exhaled and then bit his lip. His body felt the way he had always wanted it to feel. He rubbed the side of his face and watched as Steve grabbed for the towel that was on the wall beside them.
He was dazed, Tony could only watch Steve as he cleaned up the mess on his stomach. Tony blushed and he rubbed at his neck. Steve marked him up.. Tony could tell that he did it on purpose and it made him so happy.
Steve handed Tony the towel. He was a mess as well. It was a friggen sauna in that bathroom. Tony accepted the towel and he got to work. Steve stared off at the hideous wallpaper in front of him. He wanted to take a picture of it.
It was so ugly, but it was an image that he'd never forget. Steve snapped out of the thought and he looked over at Tony.
ACK Tony moved his leg and it felt stiff ... The brunette sat up and he ran his hand through his crazy hair. He tossed that towel because it was time for them to get out of dodge. Steve stood up first and he pulled Tony off the floor. His legs shook and it took Tony a while to maneuver around the bathroom.
He moved around in a blurred, dazed, and pleasured fog. Tony stepped into his clothes that he found on the floor and he put them on. Steve did the same and he hunted for his shirt...
"Here.." Tony had Steve's shirt in his hand. Steve smiled at him and he walked toward him. Tony was out of it and Steve needed to take him home. He gave him a kiss and he took the shirt out of his hand.
Tony was dressed and Steve went to the bathroom door. He unlocked it and he gripped Tony's hand. People started to YELL at them as they bolted out of the bathroom. Steve led Tony out the same way they entered. He stepped over the various people on the floor and he gasped in some much needed fresh air when they finally were outside the home.
Tony had to be escorted out because he was out of it. He had the high from the drug and the sex, but Tony was at the point of the crash. He started to blank out on a lot of things around him because his mind was on overdrive. The cool air made him shiver. He held Steve's hand all the way until they reached the car. Steve opened the door for Tony and helped him into the passenger seat.
At some point, Steve stopped for gas?
Tony sat in the car and dwelled on what had happened while Steve paid for gasoline. Tony tugged on his bottom lip and he stared at whatever was in front of him.
He caught a glimpse of the tracking device that was locked onto his wrist and he cringed at the sight. He frowned and rubbed at the side of his face. Meh.. he dropped his hand and he tried to clear his head.
He began to wonder if Steve would act differently around him at the house. Tony rubbed at his legs and tried to center himself. They both got off and they had amazing bathroom sex. But, afterward Tony had no idea what would happen.
Steve marked up his neck. He marked it up good and Tony took that as a sign that he had some sort of intention to make their encounter known. His dad was gunna freak. When he thought about it, it hurt his stomach.
Steve got back in the car and he started the engine. When they got to that familiar red light before the Stark Mansion one of them finally said something. Steve was the first to speak.
"...So I thought that one guy was going to die or something. He kept.." Steve muttered as Tony looked in his direction. He knew exactly which guy Steve referred to and he felt a laugh rise within him.
"He kept pounding on the door. It was kinda scary." Steve's facial expression made Tony burst into laughter. The stupid ass GUY went batshit crazy on the door. Tony nodded his head and Steve started to laugh along with him.
It escalated so quickly between them, neither of them expected the evening to head in that direction. They both wanted it, but they didn't expect it. So between the two, all of it was pretty hilarious.
The light turned green and Tony cleared his throat. He wanted to ask Steve a question before they returned to his home. He built up the courage and then decided to just ask.
"So, what happens now? I was only able to leave because it was my birthday. My dad is in super psycho paranoia mode so we.." Uhhh Tony just stopped there and Steve looked away from the road for a split second.
"Super psycho paranoia mode?" Steve felt like the word choice needed to be repeated.
"YES! I won't even be able to talk to you. I won't get to have more amazing sex with you or see you naked again EVER. I'm on government LOCKDOWN. And, I don't know if you've noticed but it's kind of a permanent thing." Tony vented and he glared out the window.
Steve didn't exactly agree to what was said, but he was too busy and drove with a blush on his face. OH YEAH, Tony saw him naked. Steve's face felt very warm.
"Tony it's not a permanent thing. Just until Obadiah is no longer a threat."
"UGH, there is always a fucking threat. That's the part you are not understanding." Tony sighed and kept his glare outside the car. He was never free. Tony was convinced that he would never ever EVERRRR be free. They parked in the garage and Steve turned off the car. He remained where he was and he looked over at Tony.
"Five S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are stationed at the perimeter of the property, five are in the middle. Five more are outside the actual mansion, and four are stationed inside your home. Five if you include me. But, I'm not an agent."
Tony heard what he said and he looked over at Steve.
"Yeah? I know my dad has a ton of people around all the time." He didn't see how that answered his question. How the hell was that gunna help him see Steve naked again?
"AND NOW I'M BEING TRACKED.." Ughhh, Tony tried to pry the locater off his wrist but Steve grabbed his hand. He held onto that wrist and he gave Tony a small smile. Tony tried to return it but his mind was too filled with doubt and confusion.
"I'm sorry I did that but, I had to. You told me that you'd wear it if I kissed you, remember? So stop being upset." Steve held his smile and he listened to the area. They did have an agent stationed inside the garage.
Steve looked over at the agent and then focused back at Tony.
"Let's go inside.." Steve went to open the door but Tony sighed and made him stop.
"NOOO. I don't want to go in there don't you get it? As soon as we leave this car everything goes back to how it was.." Tony wasn't stupid. He knew that Steve didn't plan to be open about what happened.
"You are NOT going to be all OH HEY, GUESS WHAT HOWARD..." Arrrghh Tony almost growled because he was so frustrated. Steve shook his head and he looked over at the agent again. The agent did make eye contact with Steve but his focus was pointed on the property.
Tony was wrong about Steve. He had plans in his head but he didn't vocalize them at that time. He planned to have a conversation with Howard first and ask him a question about Tony. Steve didn't want to focus on any of that at the moment.
He leaned over towards the passenger side of the car and he gave Tony a small kiss. Tony always wanted more. He leaned into the kiss but Steve was back on his side before Tony could even comprehend it. It was short and sweet. Too short for Tony because he wanted a DAMN ANSWER.
He watched Steve open the car door and he got out of the car. Tony unbuckled his seatbelt and he forced the strap off his shoulder. GRR GRR GRRRR GARRRGHHH GRRRR he grumbled and slowly got out of the vehicle.
The two of them headed into the house. It was really dark and quiet. Tony had to focus in order to navigate. Meh. He just held onto the back of Steve's shirt. Steve seemed to be in a better element. He walked around with a lot more confidence than Tony expected.
Tony noticed the time as they walked through the kitchen. WHOAA it was after 3 am? He was impressed that Steve let him stay out as late as he did. Steve did a head count as he led the path to the bedrooms.
One agent was in the living room, one in the kitchen, and one was in the front hallway. Phil Coulson was the one that was stationed outside Tony's bedroom. Steve glanced over at Tony. Ahem... Tony awkwardly cleared his throat after he noticed Phil next to his room.
Tony's room was right where the hallway began. Steve's was at the end of the hall. His dad and mom had their bedroom all the way on the other side of the mansion. Steve walked up to Phil with a smile and Tony let go of his shirt.
"Captain Rogers. I'm glad to see that you two made it back ok."
"Thank you. How was everything here?"
Steve and Phil started to talk ... It was too quiet and too official for Tony so he went to his bedroom door. He wondered WHAT IN THE HELL Steve was up to?
Captain Confusing only managed to do one thing, he left Tony confused.
"Happy late birthday Anthony." Phil spoke to him and Tony stood up straight. ACK he felt awkward. He turned his head and smiled at him. Tony noticed that Phil and Steve were close to being the same age.
For some reason, he blushed.
"Thanks. uUhh goodnight." Tony went to open his door and he stopped when he heard Steve.
"I noticed that no one is stationed outside Howard and Maria's room. Since I'm here, you can take up post over there."
"Sure. Not a problem. Sleep well Stark." Phil smiled at Tony and then he looked at Steve. He said nothing more and he left the hallway. Steve watched him vacate and then he looked back over at Tony. His jaw hung down towards his chest. WhUUUT?! That was so simple! He looked down the hallway and started to tease.
"What did you call him in a jealous rage? Mr. Business card? Or something like that." Tony whispered as Steve shushed him.
"Shh. You don't have to bring that up." Steve wanted that to be swept under the rug. Haaa yeah right. Tony planned to bring that up any chance he got. They both stared at each other for a moment and then Steve looked at the bedroom door.
"I'll stay with you for a little while.." Tony stepped back due to the shock.
"UHM How? Wait! Well, what?" Hold up. Tony tried to speak but Steve just opened the bedroom door for him. He walked Tony into his own bedroom and Steve closed the door. Steve took a long look around Tony's room. He stepped further in and Tony remained a mute...for about two seconds.
"Does this mean we are alone?" Tony asked as he turned in Steve's direction. Steve walked up to him. He stood right in front of him and pulled Tony into a gentle kiss. Gahhh, it felt like Tony's heart soaked up a bunch of water or something. It felt so full and it was about to burst.
Steve just kissed him for a little while. He took a moment then he got to his question.
"I can hear everything. Your parents are asleep and I can hear exactly where the agents are. So yes, we are alone." He smiled at Tony and felt his nerves shift a bit. The thought of being alone with Tony made him nervous. Yet he created the situation? Steve couldn't figure himself out.
Tony felt nervous as well. Nervous because he saw everything that happened as a dangerous thing. Steve could go in any direction when it came to his dad...
So, he was scared. But then again he was also surprised because Steve was more direct than he anticipated. He just embraced what was in front of him and he enjoyed the feel of Steve's lips on his. It made him dizzy. He wasn't quite over the pill that he took but the effects were hardly an issue.
He just felt out of it. They kissed again and Tony almost lost his balance. Luckily he had Steve to hold him up. His bedroom was warmer then it had ever been. Tony felt a bit hot and he held onto Steve's arms for support.
"You're tired Tony. I'll stay in here until you fall asleep." Steve felt much more at home without being surrounded by hundreds of intoxicated strangers. He was able to focus on Tony and concentrate on things that he wanted to say.
"Not tired. I could go all night." Tony whispered as he hugged on Steve. He rest his head against his arm. Steve failed to respond. He laughed a little bit and then remembered that they needed to keep it down. Tony had passed the point of crashing. He crashed from his high and Steve noticed his exhaustion.
He gently led him over to the bed.
Tony pried out of his clothes, he put on the shorts he often wore to bed. Steve stayed dressed and he got into the bed beside him. Steve stared at that mark he left on his neck. They faced each other and Tony dipped in and out of sleep.
Steve closed his eyes. It was the warmest he had felt since he was found. Tony's bed was on fire or something. Steve felt comfortable and warm.
He didn't intend to fall asleep before Tony, but he fell into a deep sleep almost immediately.
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A few hours later, Steve opened his eyes. He heard a loud noise from within the mansion. He went to sit up but he had Tony all wrapped up around him. SHIT. Steve fell asleep and he was in Tony's room a lot longer than he intended to be.
Steve heard a loud voice so he quickly got off the bed and he stopped at the door. Tony woke up and growled into the pillow.
"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh are you serious?" He spoke into the pillow and it was muffled. Another loud sound was heard by them both and Tony shot up. He looked over at his door.
"The fuck was that?"
"I don't know. Stay here. I'll check it out.." Steve slowly opened the door and he left the room. As soon as he stepped into the open he saw people in the mansion that he did not recognize.
He saw one S.H.I.E.L.D. agent on the floor. The agent had been shot. Steve tried to determine exactly how many people were inside the home. A man walked up to him with a very smug smile on his face.
"I just knew at some point you'd be inside that bedroom. You left the house wide open for me."
Steve's face pulled into a glare. He clenched his teeth and he brought his right hand up to his side. The soldier wanted his shield but he did not have one attached to him. His instinct to grab it kicked in for the first time. The shield wasn't there and Steve closed his fist into a tight ball.
He hated to be mocked. He looked back over his shoulder for a moment and then he turned his attention back to the man.
"I've really gotta you some credit. You held out for as long as you could. I was informed off and on about your little romance with the live wire. He's hard to resist isn't he?"
He looked like he was in his late thirties-early forties. His dark brown hair matched his eyes and he had a deep voice. Steve watched him walk from where he stood to one of the men he had with him. He appeared injured and it helped Steve guess who he was.
"I'm glad I get to talk with you again. I had no idea that you were Captain America. I saw you on the news. You see, the highest bidder actually asked if I could add YOU into the deal. I told him there was no way I could bring you in. He has an obsession with distorting iconic images or some shit."
He rambled on and Steve just glared. Nothing he said interested the soldier. He listened and tried to hear where Tony was in the bedroom. Steve thought about going back inside and taking Tony out through the bedroom window.
"Well anyway, I am going to be taking that arrogant little prick you've got in the room behind you, Mr. America. Just let me have him and this doesn't have to end in a bad way." The guy acted like he could talk his way in and out of everything.
It became obvious to Steve that the man was Howard's former business partner. It was the man that abused Tony. Steve was disgusted and he gave him a response.
"You're not taking him." That would only be accomplished over Steve's dead body. Obidiah had his own set of men in the house at that point. Steve was outnumbered and more were outside. Steve secured where he stood and he looked at the first person that moved. He moved his hand again out of the habit that had returned to him.
He'd kill them all if he had to...
Back in the room, Tony was frozen stiff. He heard Obadiah's voice and his body was frozen... He wondered what happened to his mother and father if Obidiah managed to make it that far into the house.
His mind immediately went in that direction and he panicked. Tony got off the bed in a rush. He checked the bedroom window and he gasped when he saw a bunch of armed people.
WHAT THE FUCK?! he became angry and he walked up to the door. He stopped when he heard Steve's voice on the opposite side. The Yankee said that he wouldn't let Obadiah take him.
Tony felt his heart. It felt like it began to pulse around in his throat.
"You are going to let me take him. Because everyone else in this house is bleeding out and you are the only person that will be able to help them." Obadiah was determined. When he was determined to do something it brought out the most horrible, destructive part of himself.
He healed from the injury that Howard caused, and now it was time for him to make Tony and Howard pay.
"I put a bullet in Maria and Howard a few minutes ago. SO GET OUT OF THE WAY and let me take him."
Steve felt the door as it jerked open behind him. Tony forced it open and he walked right up to Obadiah. Steve grabbed him and forced Tony to remain behind him. Tony wasn't even dressed and he looked like he had just spent the evening having very loud bathroom sex. Obadiah took notice immediately and he failed to hide his grin.
"And here I thought he just dumped you off .." Obadiah's words did not reach Tony's ears. He immediately yelled at the man.
"YOU SHOT MY MOM?! What the fuck is wrong with you?" All his dad's extra security. Everything always went to waste. It didn't pay off to be a paranoid FREAK. Tony glared at the man and Steve held him back. Steve calculated what he had to deal with. He heard everyone around them that was injured.
Obadiah told him the truth. All the agents were shot except for two. Two traitors apparently.
"That's right Tony. I even shot your mom. Your butler too. Now come with me so your Yankee boy toy can save your people." Obadiah stepped in the direction they were in. Tony looked at Steve for a moment. Obadiah had no idea that he had the tracking device locked on his damn wrist.
"Come on Tony. I know you're selfish but you really wouldn't let your parents bleed to death on their beautiful bedroom floor would you? Your inheritance wouldn't kick in until you're older anyway." Tony glared and charged at him again. Steve stopped him and it really pissed him off.
"AY SHUT UP! I'm going OK?! so shut your mouth." UGH he hated his friggen voice. Tony looked at Steve and tried to use telepathic powers that he DIDN'T HAVE to convince him that it would be ok. Steve just held onto his wrist...
"You're not going." Steve stood firm but Tony tried to pull his arm away.
"STEVE I HAVE NO CHOICE. You need to make sure my mom and dad are safe. I won't let my parents die just so this clown can try his shot at revenge."
He pointed at Obadiah. Steve looked down at the tracking device on Tony's wrist. He looked up at Tony's face and became frustrated.
"I'll be fine. Let me go." Steve gripped that wrist and he looked at Obadiah. Steve said nothing to him. He just gave him a look and then he released Tony's wrist. Howard mentioned a few times that Obadiah was a dead man walking. Now, Steve felt the same way.
Tony acted confident because he knew it was the only option at that moment. Obadiah won that game of chess. But, FUCK HIM. Tony walked back to Steve and he gave him what could have been their last kiss. Steve hated the situation and he was filled with rage. He kissed him back and Obidiah held a look of resentment.
Tony slowly pulled away from the kiss and he smiled at Steve.
"Don't regret a damn thing Yankee. I found you, now you find me. Got it?" Tony looked right at him as he spoke. Steve nodded his head in agreement. He planned to find him and then put an end to Obadiah Stane. Tony turned away and he walked up to Obidiah.
Obidiah grabbed him by the neck and he led him out of his own home.
"I've got someone lined up to meet you live wire... You're not exactly dressed to impress but, that's not the issue here." Obadiah's grip on Tony's neck tightened and Tony winced. UGH, he wanted to fuck him up.
Steve was left behind. He was so upset with himself. He forced the thoughts out of his mind and he made his way to Howard and Maria. He made sure everyone received medical attention.
Steve's mind seethed with anger the entire time.
CHAPTER END Thanks again for reading.