Hello, lovely readers. This is my take on the Avengers: AOU, Clint's farm scene; coz I'm convinced that Steve and Tony did something sensual during their stay. Idea was mostly inspired by the pranks I watched, so I incorporated it in this two-part story. It's going to be too long if I forced it in one chapter, so I decided to divide it into two. I hope you enjoy this and leave a review!

Disclaimer: I own nothing and gain nothing from this.

As the team felt defeated after the attack of Ultron in South Africa, they decided to lay low for a while. Hill told them it was for the best, because after the "Duel of Johannesburg", the whole world sees Hulk as a threat, not a hero. Hell, all of them are considered a threat. Tony and Steve agreed to Hill's suggestion. After that call, Steve went and sat beside his shield, already exhausted after all of that action. Thor is dozing in his seat, Bruce is blanketed beside Natasha, her presence a calming note for the Big Guy, and Tony went to Clint, who is piloting the Quinjet while they were talking to Hill.

"Uh, where are we headed?" Tony asked as he saw the coordinates. Those are not familiar coordinates.

"I know a safe house. We're heading there for a while, just like Hill said, we need to lay low."

Tony nodded, his suspicions remained unvoiced. He then decided to take a rest between Steve and his shield. The soldier already dozing off with his head lolling to the side where his shield was, and Tony looked at his features with such adoration.

He still had those unspoken feelings for his childhood hero, even though he hated him because he's the cause of Howard's neglect on his own son. He still loves him. Yes, he finally admitted it to himself. He loves Steve Rogers, not because he's Captain America, but because he's Steve. A man whose characteristics, attitude, and his stand in life are being looked upon and adored by many; one of them being Tony himself.

A man who always worries about other's situation before worrying about himself, putting the other's interests first, a self-less man. He also loves Steve's appreciation on little things, those deep blue eyes shining when he's interested and intrigued by the new era, when those eyes started analyzing something as his art subject, and when he smiles, oh gods that smile that melted Tony's heart.

His adoring gaze was interrupted when Steve suddenly jolted in his sleep, his head became heavier and caused him to wake up and compose himself. Tony immediately looked away and put his right arm around his eyes as he closed them, trying to play asleep. After sensing Steve relaxing again, he took a peek and saw that Steve turned his head facing Tony, fast asleep against the wall of the Quinjet. He smiled at the gesture and he started to doze off while staring at Steve's peaceful face.

If only his adoration for that man is reciprocated.

Four hours after Tony doze off to sleep; Clint announced that they were finally at the safe house. As the team started to leave the Quinjet, most of them are surprised as they saw wide mass of cornfields and a single house in the distance, the perfect description for a farm.

As the team followed Clint's lead as they walk to the narrow pathway that was leading to the house, Tony saw little clothes hanging in the clothing line just outside the backdoor. That made him more suspicious at Clint.

Is Clint a family man? Are those his kid's clothes? What are you hiding from us, Barton?

As soon as Clint opened the door, he declared:

"Laura, honey, I'm home!"

That answered Tony's question, which surprised the hell out of them, except for Natasha who is too calm after the revelation. The rest of the team has still no idea what is going on, only Tony has, but he decided to play safe. Maybe they were secret agents, too.

Soon, a pregnant woman appeared from the kitchen, and Clint went for her and kissed her.

"Hi. Company. I'm sorry I didn't call ahead." Clint said to his wife.

"Who is she?" Thor asked while whispering.

"She's an agent of some kind." Tony answered back.

"Gentlemen," called Clint, "this is my wife, Laura."

"Hi, I know all of your names." Laura said as she waved at them awkwardly.

They did wave at her awkwardly, too. Then they heard feet shuffling from the second floor, and soon, two little kids tackled Clint's midsection and the family started laughing at each other. Natasha is the first one to move among the five shocked visitors, and she gave a high-five to the little girl, maybe the oldest child of Clint.

"And those are smaller agents?" Thor asked again.

Steve just face palmed at that, Tony chuckled at Thor, while Bruce is still shuffling behind them awkwardly, his fear that the Hulk may come out again and hurt Clint's family is stronger than his will to keep the Big Guy calm.

"Sorry for barging in on you." Steve stated after a few moments, referring to Laura.

"Yeah, we could've called ahead, but we were busy and have no idea that… you existed." Tony added, his last words a little close to whisper, but still audible for Laura to hear.

"Yeah, well Fury helped me set this up when I joined. He kept it off SHIELD's files; I'd like to keep it that way. I figure it's a good place to lay low."

The captain smiled at Clint's show of trust, as well as the other men beside him. Tony decided to come forward and play with the kids as Clint went to the kitchen to get something to drink. Bruce stayed at the couch, while Steve followed Thor outside, and Natasha decided to talk with Laura about the incoming baby.

"So how's little Natasha?" she asked warmly. Tony is surprised that the deadly assassin can be like that… sweet and domesticated.

"She is… Nathaniel." Laura said with a wince.

Natasha's smile disappeared as she went down to whisper on Laura's stomach.

"Traitor."

Meanwhile, Steve tried to ask Thor where he is headed. Thor didn't answer Steve, he just told him he's going to find and seek answers for the vision the witch forced him to watch. As soon as Thor threw his hammer upwards, he flew away, causing a little rumble to the clouds as he went. Tony, after hearing a soft crack of thunder in the distance, went outside to look for the two blondes, only to find one.

"Hey, we need to clean up first, Cap, before we eat our lunch. You know, for cleanliness' sake." Tony announced.

"Yeah. Coming." Steve answered back.

Tony waited for Steve to start walking before he went back, but Steve stood still for a few moments.

"Captain." Tony called again.

Still no movement.

"Steve." he tried again.

Still no movement.

Tony sighed and walked towards Steve. He stood just right in front of Steve. He snapped his fingers from side to side, which then gained Steve's attention as he started breaking away from his trance like state.

"Earth to Steve. Earth to Steve. Are you in there?" Tony asked jokingly and knocked on the blonde's forehead lightly.

"I'm fine. Go ahead, Tony. I'll be right up." Steve said with a grunt as he rubbed his forehead.

"You don't want to use the hot water? 'Coz I'm going to use it all."

"It's fine, Tony. Go ahead."

"Or we can share it." Tony said. He then realized what he just said and he started blushing as he turned and walked away from Steve's confused gaze.

As soon as they gathered around to the dinner table, Laura told them that there are only two available rooms, which means that they had to share it with someone. Bruce offered to share it with Natasha, stating that she can calm down Hulk and stating that he fears that Hulk may come out unexpectedly. The team nodded and sympathized silently at Bruce's fear. Who knows what did the Maximoff girl showed him?

After the first room is claimed, the last one was now clearly for Steve and Tony.

"I'll just sleep on the couch." They both declared at the same time.

Natasha and Clint shared a look, and Laura tried to hide her chuckles by masking it with a cough. Bruce, a little glad at the sudden change of atmosphere, decided to play the matchmaker.

"Why not share the bed? I'm sure the bed is wide enough for the both of you."

"Yes, it is wide enough for both of you." Laura agreed.

"Well… Don't you think it's inappropri—"

"I'm fine with it." Tony declared, cutting of Steve's protest. Steve throws him a hard gaze, clearly telling them he's not pleased at the interruption.

"That's settled then. Now, who wants creamy mashed potatoes?" Laura offered with a satisfied smile.

The lunch went bubbly as the team interviewed about Laura's and Clint's backstory. It was a great distraction for them, a little light heartedness can do them some good, and something good is what they needed right now. Tony smiled as he watched the team laugh and smile. They never have a chance to be like this.

Domesticated.

Peaceful.

At rest.

He wanted this for himself before. He wanted Pepper to live with him, forget everything and build a farm of their own, have little kids, and soon grandchildren as they grow old. Yet, his relationship with Pepper unfortunately ended, because Pepper can't live with a man whose life is always at risk. She didn't want to be a widower. Tony didn't also want to give up Iron Man yet, after that Battle of New York, he can't give it up for now. So they both decided that maybe their romantic relationship must come to an end. Pepper is happy now being the boss of Stark Industries, and so is Tony with his Avenging gig.

Now, he wanted this domestic feeling with this group of people; this little band of misfits. He wanted to live with them, spend their life with them while they can. He wanted to feel at peace with them, not worrying for the world to end at any moment because some aliens decided to wreak havoc. He wanted them to be by his side, particularly that beautiful soldier across him.

He wanted to have a family.

After their lunch and a little rest for the team, Laura asked Tony and Steve to help chop the woods for the fire later that night, as she was going to fix Clint's wounds. They both agreed, Tony being bored as hell by not having his tech at his side and Steve being the helpful gentleman he is.

As soon as they started chopping down woods, it was a little awkward at first. It's just pure silence. The sound of the cracking of woods under pressure and the wind blowing, plus the nature singing around them giving them a little background noise, but the awkwardness didn't leave them.

Soon, after three woods chopped for Tony, and more like ten for Steve, he decided to break the silence with a little chat. A little chat won't hurt anyone, right?

"Thor didn't say where he was going for answers?" he started off with that with a light tone.

That's when all shit went downhill.

"Sometimes my teammates don't tell me things. I was kind of hoping Thor would be the exception." Steve said with his voice a little snappy for Tony's taste.

Is he mad at something?

"Yeah, give him time. We don't know what the Maximoff kid showed him." Tony replied as he swung his axe for the fourth wood, also trying to soothe down Steve's heckling tone.

"'Earth's Mightiest Heroes'. Pulled us apart like a cotton candy." Steve commented, not really listening to Tony's response.

Chill out, Steve. Tony said on his mind. But his mouth says otherwise.

"Seems like you walked away all right."

As soon as Tony uttered those words, he saw Steve stopped for a moment, a hard look on his face, directing at him. Oh, shit.

"Is that a problem?"

"I don't trust a guy without a dark side. Call me old fashioned."

"Well let's just say you haven't seen it yet."

That piqued Tony's interest. Yet, he still can't stop the hate tone from coming out of his mouth. This is not what he wanted, but also, this is oddly familiar.

"You know Ultron is trying to tear us apart, right?"

Just like Loki did at the Helicarrier. That thought went unspoken.

"Well I guess you'd know. Whether you tell us is a bit of a question." Steve accused.

Now, Tony is a little pissed at that, so he tried to defend himself, knowing his next words are true and came from his mind, not from some form of force which made him say it against his accords.

"Banner and I were doing research."

"That would affect the team." Steve interrupted, but Tony held his ground.

"That would end the team. Isn't that the mission? Isn't that the 'why' we fight, so we can end the fight, so we get to go home?" Tony stated.

Suddenly, Steve seemed to lost control and picked up the wood and ripped it apart with his bare hands, like the barbarian he is. Tony tried to suppress his groan of pleasure at that. He's a little turned on right now, but his focus went back as he heard poison dripping on Steve's voice.

"Every time someone tries to win a war before it starts, innocent people die. Every time." Steve said with his voice lowering an octave; which then leads to Tony's outbursts.

"Ultron was meant to protect us. I didn't mean it to happen. You don't see my vision, Rogers, so you don't know what drives me insane every goddamn night. Knowing that there's an entity out there that can fuck us up and we're powerless to defend the Earth. We all die. I saw you die in my arms." Tony stated. He took a deep breath and he continued.

"Yes, I fucked up. I miscalculated, and I fucked up. Big time. That's on me. But know this; I didn't want this to happen. I didn't want Ultron to happen, but I have to do it."

"But doing it in behind our backs?"

"I know. I'm sorry." Tony stated.

That statement shocked Steve. Tony never apologizes to anyone. He knew him well enough to know that. Tony's the kind of guy to not admit he's wrong, but will do everything to repair his mistakes.

After a few moment of silence, Steve broke it by stating…

"I'm sorry, too. I didn't know."

"Well, you told me that whatever happens, we'll do it together, right?"

"Of course." Steve smiled and they both went back on chopping woods. After a few minutes of silence, Tony broke it again.

"By the way, how can you do that?" Tony asked all of the sudden, confusing Steve.

"Do what?"

Knowing full well that this is his chance to know something about Steve's preference, even if they just finished an argument, he threw caution to the wind and to hell with it.

"You know… Ripping the log in half?"

"Oh. I guess I went overdramatic." Steve said with a slight chuckle, a little embarrassed at his rashness.

"Nah, it's hot actually."

"What?"

"I mean, it's hot here outside. Whoo! I need a minute." Tony played it off as he casually fanned himself to bring some air on himself. Steve is still confused at Tony's reply. He continued on chopping his pile of logs, but then Tony asked him again.

"What do you mean when I told you about your dark side that I haven't seen it yet?"

"That's none of your business."

"Ouchie. Forgive me, but I really wanna know. Does it involve… sex?"

"Tony!" Steve said, a little scandalized at Tony's comments.

"What? I'm sure you already know about it, don't be scandalized."

"It's inappropriate." Steve said in gritted teeth.

"It's not. We're already adults, Steve. Plus, we're just talking about it, not doing it. Or do you prefer to do it?" Tony said with a little seductive tone on his voice, his eyes a little lidded as he looked over at Steve.

"Tony—" a little warning on the soldier's voice.

"What? Do you prefer small and petite females, who you can carry effortlessly, and fuck their brains out in ecstasy? Or do you find males more attractive? We're in the new era now, Steve, you can choose who you want, no matter their gender. What do you prefer Steve? What do you want in a lover?" Tony asked while gazing over Steve's figure, his shirt hugging his bulging biceps and pecs, even his abs are distinguishable under that shirt. God bless Laura for lending that to Steve.

Suddenly, Steve rushed forward to Tony, grabbed his nape, pulled him down roughly and kissed him hard. Tony was surprised at that speed, a little disoriented by being pulled down, and little blown away by the amazing kiss.

Of course, Tony didn't want Steve to be leading the kiss, so he fought back by slipping his tongue on Steve's closed lips, urging the blonde to open up. The soldier opened his mouth and fought for dominance, tongue lashing out and tangling each other, saliva dripping down from each kiss, breathy noises, hands tangling in their hairs, ruffling them in the process, and everything.

Steve's hands started wandering downwards and cupped Tony's taut ass. That gained a loud gasp on the genius, which then urged Tony to leave Steve's hair and wander downwards to his godly pecs and well-sculpted abs. He tried to get under the shirt, to feel his sweaty abdomen and feel its pure hardness on his rough hands, but he can't focus or think straight when he got a wonderful and beautiful man sucking on the joint of his neck. That drives him crazy, and seems like Steve knows it.

When they broke the contact, Tony's blown hazel eyes locked with Steve's blue lust-filled eyes, clearly communicating with each other, telling them they wanted more of their partner.

Suddenly, Laura came and called them. She can totally see them making out on the field, glad that they didn't lie down on the grass or else Clint's clothes will ran out quickly. She just did their laundry last night. She wanted to laugh at their faces as they realized they were caught, but she needed to separate Tony alone for a little while.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Stark, uh, Clint said you wouldn't mind, but, our tractor, it doesn't seem to want to start at all. I thought maybe you might…" Laura announced after a few moments of them fixing themselves up.

"Yeah, I'll give her a kick."

As soon as he walked away from Steve, he called out: "Don't take away from my pile."

Tony smiled and giggled uncontrollably after that. He now got an answer, and he's hopeful that this will turn out into something good. Pepper made him realize that he needed something good for his life, someone who can put up with him, not just clean his mess for him, but help him instead.

Maybe Steve is the one.

Turns out, Fury dropped by and confronted Tony when Laura told him the tractor needed help. They did a little talk about Ultron and how he fucked up the Avengers, retelling Fury his vision. Later that night, Fury joined them before dinner. As the team cooped up in the dining room while Laura was preparing their dinner, they talked about the possibilities of Ultron's plans. They laid out all what happened and now what could happen. Fury also shared that someone is blocking Ultron's advances on the NEXUS, the world internet hub located in Oslo, Norway, which where the nuclear codes are hiding.

The team was curious as to who is blocking Ultron, Natasha thinks it's some sort of ally, yet Fury told them they must not be confident about that. They didn't know who's officiating that party, so may as well play safe.

"I might need to visit Oslo, find our 'unknown'." Tony suggested, as they started to plan what to do next. The team thought it was a great idea.

"Well, this is good times, boss, but I was kind of hoping when I saw you, you'd have more than that." Natasha said to Fury, a little unsatisfied with the little intel they have right now.

"I do, I have you. Back in the day, I had eyes everywhere, ears everywhere else. Here we all are, back on earth, with nothing but our wit, and our will to save the world. So stand. Outwit the platinum bastard." Fury replied.

"Steve doesn't like that kind of talk." Natasha teased as they all recall Steve's "slip-up" on their mission on locating Strucker's HYDRA base. The team smirked at Steve, and Steve was a little annoyed by bringing that up.

"You know what, Romanoff?" he replied, but his response is fallen into deaf ears as the team chuckled at him.

"So what does he want?" Fury referred to Ultron's intent.

Then the team relayed their findings on Strucker's lab, that bodies of robots are being formed, and Ultron's desire to be better and stronger than them. They all think that Ultron might use those bodies to evolve, as Bruce said it. Yet the team was confused by that statement, only when Bruce asked about Helen Cho then the team realized what Bruce meant.

He's going to build a body. Out of the Cradle.

The team fell into another planning of saving Dr. Cho and preventing Ultron on finishing the body. They both agree that Bruce needed to bench this mission, so Steve, Natasha, and Clint will face Ultron and save Dr. Cho while Tony figures out who is the "unknown" party residing in NEXUS.

After that, Fury didn't stay for dinner, which the team understood, and they see him walk away into the darkness, probably some sort of transportation is right behind those dark clearing in the distance waiting for Fury.

As the team started their dinner, they started on having small talks which turned into teasing and bantering. Tony is being uncharacteristic. He's just silent and only listening to the team's banter and laughter. He tried to offer smiles and chuckles but his mind is far off. His mind came back to the man right beside him. Steve didn't seem to be affected by their kiss in that afternoon, and it drives Tony crazy. Steve is not great at hiding his emotions; the team can clearly see it like the sun. Yet, Tony can't put a read on Steve right now.

He seems so… relaxed, for the lack of better word.

He's not showing anything about the kiss.

But maybe Tony was overreacting. Maybe Steve is just focused on the mission right now that he didn't have time for worrying about the kiss. But Tony will never stop thinking about it. The way Steve kissed him was so… experienced. And to think that Captain America is a virgin in terms of that kind of act, he's a natural. And Tony is giddy about it.

After a few minutes, the dinner is done and the team is just resting in the dining table, still talking. Tony stood up and announced he's going to make some juice for them, which they appreciated. Laura offered to help him, but Tony refused, telling he's a grown man and joked around her, calling her "mom".

As Tony opened the cupboards on the kitchen to search for cups, he found a very familiar product.

Viagra.

He chuckled as he came up with the thought of Clint using it, but then grimaced because his imagination goes south. Why would he think that? He shook himself to rethink of something else. But, his bright mind then came up with the idea of using it on Steve since they are going to share the bed for tonight. He quickly weighed the pros and cons.

Is he ready for it? Is Steve going to hate him after that? What will Steve think of him?

But then again, Tony is a reckless human being, so he decided to go for it. As he prepares the juices, he put the pill into Steve's cup. Good thing the cups in Barton's household are colored plastic cups, so he knew that the blue cup is infused with the sex pill.

He then came back at the dining table and distributed the juices to everyone. He was nervous now that Steve was going to reach for the red cup.

"Ah, sorry Cap. But that's mine."

Steve isn't displeased by that and proceeded to reach for the blue cup. Now, Tony is a mess right now. His mind is going crazy. He anxiously waited as Steve drank the offered drink in one go. Any moment now, the pill is going to work its way to Steve's system.

Any moment now.

Yet, after a few excruciating minutes of his life, nothing happened.

How is that even possible, Tony didn't know the answer to that. Then he remembered about Steve's metabolism.

Right.

His freaking metabolism filtered it out quickly. Not affecting him.

Tony kicks himself for that stupidity and now he lost his luck and chance on making Steve crazy for sex. So much for wanting the man of your dreams. As the team started to say their good nights, Steve and Tony walked towards the room with awkward silence. Seems like the afternoon shenanigans are coming up to them again.

"I'm going to… clean up first. While I do that, go choose your side on the bed." Tony said as they entered the room and locked it.

"Alright."

Tony just wanted to sleep right now; he can't deal this sexual tension anymore. Maybe sleep will help him forget. There's no way in hell that he's going to drink alcohol again. He promised Pepper. It's the least he could do to respect his broken vows to her when they were together. So, sleep it is. It's weird that he's telling that to himself, given that he rarely slept at the tower, but that's not the case right now. He was quick on cleaning himself up, and soon, they swapped places, Tony sitting in the bed and Steve inside the bathroom.

Tony finished his donning his clean shirt, ready to sleep, when Steve stepped out from the bathroom, upper body still wet from the shower and his hips covered by the white towel.

Tony froze at his position. He never saw anything like this. Such beauty. Such perfection in a man. He gaze at Steve's form, and it seems like time slowed down for Tony. He watched as Steve dry pat his golden locks, some droplets falling from his hair into his well sculpted chest. He looked at that little droplet as it raced down into Steve's erect nipples, probably because of the chill atmosphere inside the room. He gulped as he imagined licking that nipple and hearing Steve's moans his name in such pleasure. His throat is like the Sahara Desert right now, as he gulped again as the droplet continued its journey to Steve's abs, which is rivaling the beauty of Greek sculptures. Surely someone sculpted it into him. He slyly licked his dry lips as the droplet stopped and disappeared into the cotton towel that was covering Steve's manhood.

Now his imagination is going wild. What could Steve's cock look like? Probably it's going to be big and longer than his. Tony is proud at his own manhood, yet now he's not even mad if Steve's is better than him. He imagines that beautiful piece slamming itself on his mouth, which will choke him and beg for air. He wanted to taste it right now; he wanted to feel its length inside him. He wanted it.

But he can't have it.

He blew his chances.

"Tony?"

His name being called roused him out of his fantasy land and brought him back. Tony looked into Steve's eyes and smiled as he tried to play it off.

"Yes?"

"What are you looking at?"

Shit. Did Steve notice Tony checking him out?

"What? Oh, sorry, I was just lost in thought. Probably staring into nothing." He chuckled at his own stupid reply. He wanted to the earth to split right now and take him with it. He's never been embarrassed so much in his life, until now.

"Oh." came Steve's reply.

Tony then took the left side of the bed and lay down. He turned his back on Steve to give the man some privacy as he dons his clothes. Yet, he so badly wanted to turn back right now and peek at that beautiful ass whenever Steve bent down to reach something from the ground. A few minutes later, he felt the other side of the bed sink, indicating that Steve is now right beside him. He wanted to say good night right now, but he can't trust his voice. His throat suddenly became dry again after thinking of Steve's ass.

He closed his eyes and willed himself to sleep. As soon as he felt relaxed, Steve blurted out a statement that will send Tony into madness, again.

"I know what you tried to do to me earlier in the dining table."