Natasha helped Tony get settled on there own floor in Avengers tower. Tony refused to use a wheelchair, even thou the walking was putting a strain on his aching body. Every step felt like a mile but Tony was determined to help in anyway he can. Phil saw the weariness in Tony's eyes, frowning as he walked in with his own suitcase that May and Skye had packed for him. "Tony, you really should be resting. we just rescued you yesterday." Tony turned quickly to him then winced making Phil give him that look. Tony kept his look up. "And you collapsed from having no blood sugar yesterday. I didn't even know you had blood sugar problems. Why didn't you tell me?"
Phil suddenly felt guilt welling up. "It was never a concern. I had it under control. Until yesterday. I didn't want to eat with the risk of it coming back up." Tony walked closer, slowly. Trying not to wince as he walked. His face was bruised and red with a fresh, large stitch going across his cheek. "Ginger ale. Crackers. Anything like that would have been fine. You were just too focused and scared to stop. And I understand that but Phil, you need a break." Tony held one of his hand in his, rubbing soft circles in the top of his hand. Phil lost himself in the feeling of Tony being alive and right in front of him for a moment before Natasha came back in.
"You two are set. If you need anything were just down a floor." Phil nodded with a weak smile. "we'll remember that Agent Romanoff. Thank you." Natasha smiled before walking over and giving Phil a gentle hug then looking to Tony. "Take care of him." Tony nodded. "I will. I promise." Natasha smirked softly. "And yourself. Your no good to him dead Stark." She turned to Phil. "Same goes to you. Your no good to him dead either. Take care of each other. I'll see you later." She smiled weakly before walking out of there floor leaving them alone.
Phil and Tony both just stood there, not quite sure of what to do yet. Then Tony spoke up, holding him close. "Lets go take a nice warm bath. We could use one after the day..well days we've had." Phil smiled, leaning into him as he gently lead him there. "Then a nap. You need to be resting." Tony rolled his eyes but he wasn't gonna fight a nap and snuggles with his Coulson.
Phil started leading him to the bathroom, opening the door and turning the warm lights on. Tony went to go start the water but winced and hissed when he bent down even a little. Phil helped him stand straight. "Let me. Go get some towels while I fill the tub." Tony nodded, kissing his cheek before going off to get towels from the closest. Phil started the water, watching it fill the large tub, testing the temp. It was warm but not too hot. Just right. He started undressing, taking off his blazer, folding it followed by his tie, untying it. Tony walked in with a few towels and just watched Phil. There was something so sexy about him taking off his tie. Hell, Phil just undressing in general he made sexy even if he did fold his cloths right after. Phil looked over, seeing Tony in the doorway as he slid the tie from this pressed, collared shirt. "Something wrong?" Phil frowned. Tony was just standing there with no expression.
Tony then heard Phil talking and came back down to earth. "What was that? I couldn't hear it over how sexy you are." Tony smirked weakly. Phil blushed but smiled. "Just put the towels down and get into the tub." Tony chuckled weakly, putting the towels on the sink and starting to undress himself but it was hard. Every joint and movement hurt. Before being trapped to the chair, they tried to beat an agreement out of him. His body was covered in bruises of varying sizes and everything hurt to move. Phil saw this as he was folding his shirt. His defined chest now exposed. He saw Tony struggling. "Here. Let me help you." Tony stopped his movement and let Phil help him. It was less painful this way. Once tony was undressed, Phil continued undressing until he was undressed. Phil stepped into the bath but saw the look of nervousness on Tony.
"Tony, what is it?" Tony shook his head, wanting to shake out the fear. "I...I'm scared." Phil frowned. "Of what?" Tony swallowed. "The water." Phil frowned, stepping closer. "What did they do to you?" Tony looked up at Phil a moment before looking at the clean, warm water. "Alot of things. Beat me mostly. Cut me. Electrocuted me. They...they waterborded me." Tony felt his anxiety waning. On edge and his voice shaky. Phil cursed under his breath, trying to keep his anger at those bastards at bay. "Those bastards. Wish I had enough time to kill them properly" Phil stepped closer, holding both of Tony's shaking hands. "We don't have to do this." "But the tub is full, you worked on it." "And I can just a easily let the water run down the drain." Tony shook his head, holding Phil's hands tightly. "No. I want to. I can't let this stupid fear ruin my life." Phil stepped back, giving him room but still holding his hands. "I'm right here. I won't let anything happen to you."
Tony nodded, biting his lip nervously before stepping closer until he got one foot into the tub of warm water. He nearly gasped, feeling like he was back there. Phil held his face with his free hand. "Tony, it's ok. Your with me. Your safe." Tony listened to his voice, clinging. Letting the warmth of the water sooth him. It was so different from the water boarding. There it was ice cold and dirty and and he felt like he was drowning. Here it's warm, clean and Phil is here to protect him. That thought gave him enough strength to bring his other foot into the tub. Phil smiled, wrapping his arms around him gently. "I'm so proud of you. Want to sit in the water?" Tony nodded shakily. Still nervous but feeling so much better then before.
Phil helped him into the water, letting Tony lean against his chest, holding him close. Tony slowly relaxed, feeling amazing for having Phil as his boyfriend. It's been nearly a year of them. Phil 's hand came around his arc reactor, putting his palm over it. "I'm just so glad they didn't touch this." Tony smiled weakly. "Yeah. They had no interest in it thankfully." He brought his own hand up to hold Phil's palm there. Like it belonged there. Tony turned his head, wanting to kiss this amazing man. Phil smiled, kissing him softly, being mindful of his wounds, holding him close as humanly possible. Tony deepened it, opening his mouth, letting Phil explore. Phil invaded Tony's mouth with his, cupping the side of Tony's face to keep him there. Tony moaned softly. This made Phils cock twitch to life, hardening into the crease of Tony's ass. Tony smirked. "Mmm director is that a gun in your pocket?" Phil blushed. "Sorry. This bath wasn't suppose to go this way." Tony smirked, turning himself slowly in the tub. "Oh but it is." He gently crashed his lips to Phils, his hand reaching down to grip his hardened cock, stroking him. Phil gasped into the kiss, his arms going to Tony's arms, needing to hold something.
Phil pulled away, panting. "Lets take this to the bed." Tony smirked. "Yes director Coulson." Tony puled the plug of the tub, feeling his own member twitch a Phil let out a moan, hearing his title. Even with all his aches and pains he lead Phil to the bed, gripping his ass and kissing down his neck. Phil had tried to protest but Tony was having none of it. He laid Phil on the bed, kissing down his neck, suckling here and there. Phil moaned, panting, toes curling. He felt too close to the edge. "Tony...stop..." Tony stopped, looking up worriedly. "You ok?" Phil nodded, sitting up. "Yeah, I was just too close." He gently turned Tony over, kissing his neck. Tony moaned softly, his hands running up and down softly Phils sides as Phil kissed up and down his body, suckling on a nipple, kissing down his bruised ribs, worshiping him, loving every inch, wishing he could heal everywhere he touched. Now that everything was settling, the dust fully clearing, he felt the magnitude of Tony home and alive and here, beneath his fingertips. He felt his eye water and a lump form in his throat but he ignored it, gently suckling the head of Tony's member. Making his lover's breath hitch.
He ignored the growing feeling of...feelings growing inside him and focused on Tony. All tony. He was everywhere and alive and warm writhing in pleasure beneath his hands as he took him deep, his cock a comfortable weight on his tongue. Then he pulled off, needing to kiss him, feel him with everything he possibly can. He crashed his lips to his, invading his mouth, ignoring the tears now going down his face. Or trying to. Tony pulled away,frowning, seeing his lover silently crying, tears falling. "Phil...what is it? Are you ok?" "Your here." Phil blurted out. His voice nearly cracking. Tony frowned deeper. "Do...do you not want me here? Cause I kinda live here." Phil shook his head. "Your here. Your alive. It just...just sunk in." A look of understanding crossed Tony's features, bringing both hands to Phils face, wiping tears away. "Yeah. I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere."Phils lip trembled,biting it. "I love you. I was so scared we'd find you dead." Tony gently kissed him, holding him close. Phil hiccuped a small, child like sob before relaxing into the kiss, opening his mouth, welcoming him.
Tony gently deepened it, letting his free hand travel down Phils body, feeling soft spots and those little spots that he loves before gently stroking his member that was starting to soften. Phil wrapped his arms around him gently, being careful of sore spots, gently gripping his hair. Tony gently growled into his mouth, straddling him, grinding his hard cock against Phils, wanting every fear and worry to be washed away in the pleasure and safety of each other. Phil moaned, grinding up against him, meeting him. His back arching when the head of Tony's cock caught his own. He moaned, pulling away from Tony's mouth. "Oh god...Tony...please. I want you inside me. I need to feel you." Tony slowed, kissing his neck before moving with a wince to get the lube. Phil spread his legs for him. Tony smiled softly, kissing his neck before putting some lube on two of his fingers, continuing to kiss and suckle his neck as he gently inserted two fingers. Phil's breath hitched, feeling the spread, the burn. He needed this. This burn. The need to be filled. This need to be utterly surrounded by Tony.
Tony spread him and stretched him best he could. Thrusting his fingers, making sure to hit that spot in him over and over, making him arch and gasp. "ahh...tony..." Tony smirked softly, biting his neck before pulling back, lubing up his own member. He then took Phils hips and angling them, positioning himself at his stretched and leaking entrance, leaning over him, putting his weight on his forearms, trying not to wince. Phil spoke up, seeing the small wince. "You don't have to-" Tony shut him up with a kiss, pressing into him gently, making Phil's breath gasp and eyes open wide, wrapping his arms and legs around Tony,wanting him closer, not giving a damn about the pain and burn. He could handel it.
Tony didn't stop until he was fully inside, holding Phil close. Phil shuddered. Somewhere between pain and pleasure and Tony. Enveloped by him. Tears still waned to fall. Realizing how close he was to losing this amazing man and how lucky he is to have him. Tony pulled up,wiping away a tear, kissing him softly before moving out then thrusting back in, then back out and back in, going steady and sure and wanting this to last.
Phil moaned, gripping his hair, wanting him to go faster, harder but at the same time, the pace was perfect. He could feel himself slowly building to the edge of pleasure. Tony started going just a little faster, just a litter harder, grunting with the effort. Phil moaned, arching, so damn close to the edge. "Oh ...Tony..." Tony sucked on his neck, going harder, chasing each others orgasm. Phil came hard, spurting onto there stomachs, gasping and breath hitching and tears falling for so many reasons he couldn't name them all. Tony groaned, riding his orgasm out, coming deep inside him, hiding his face in Phil's neck, holding him close.
"God...Phil...I love you so much." Phil held him close. "I love you to." Tony pulled out, laying down next to him, wincing. Phil frowned. "Why didn't you let me ride you? It would have been easier on you." Tony turned to him, hissing a he did before resting, looking in Phils eyes. "I wanted to hold you. While we were...fuck...making love." Tony rolled his eyes as he corrected himself. He felt so cheesy. Phil smiled weakly, snuggling to him. "Lets just snuggle and take a nap."
Tony brought one of the blankets from the floor to clean themselves up before reaching for a clean blanket. He liked a lot of blankets when he slept so there was always at least five near his bed if not on his bed. He wrapped him and Phil up and held him close, kissing his head. He could feel how tense Phil was. A little fear running thru his head that he'll wake up in another hospital bed and Tony wont be there. Tony spoke softly. "Go to sleep. I'm not going anywhere." Phil relaxed into Tony's arms, his head against his chest, falling asleep within minutes.
Phil should have known it wouldn't have been long before nightmares inevitably visited them. Phil was woken up by Tony's whimpers his hands clutching Phil's waist just a little too tightly, Phil frowned, gently turning around but the movement woke tony up, making him startle awake, very nearly pushing Phil away as he tried to hide himself with the headboard. Phil quickly grabbed his hands. "Tony! Tony it's ok! Your safe." Tony heard Phils voice, tensing a moment. "P-phil...they have you?" Phil frowned. Moving closer, keeping Tony's hands in his. "No. Your home Tony. It's ok. Your safe. I won't let anything happen to you." Tony gasped, tears watering his eyes.
Suddenly realizing he was home, coming out of his nightmare. "Oh God...Phil...I'm...I'm sorry...I woke you..." Phil moved closer, wrapping his arms around Tony, holding him close. "shhh your alright. I won't let anything hurt you." Tony sucked in a few breaths, getting faster and faster before finally breaking down into tears against Phils shoulder, hiding himself in the safety of his arms. Phil kissed his head and held him as he cried. Not once did Phil let up until he calmed. Tony swallowed the lump in his throat as he calmed. "Sorry I woke you."
Phil kissed his head. "You have nothing to be sorry for. How about we go have some tea. It's about dinner time anyway. We can talk." Tony nodded, still shaky from his nightmare as he got up to get dressed. Once both were dressed, Phil held his hand and stayed close as they walked to the kitchen/dining area. Phil let Tony go sit at the table, grabbing a nearby tablet, starting it up to work on blueprints. Phil started a tea kettle. Phil saw Tony was still shaky as his hand worked the tablet. Once the kettle was on Phil went to sit next to Tony, holding on his hands that was working the tablet to stop him. "Tony.." "It was bad." Tony didn't even look up, his body tense. Phil frowned. "I know. It was a more severe one. There not normally so bad. What happened in it?" Tony shook his head. "Just...I was back there. I was back there and...it didn't feel like a dream or nightmare. It didn't feel like any of that. I woke up there and being rescued was...it was just a dream." Tony started shaking, closing his eyes, trying to get his breathing back under control.
Phil gently rubbed little circles on the top of his hand with his thumb, letting Tony hold hid hand tightly as he liked. Tony continued. "They woke me back up and...they kept cutting me open, trying to take the reactor out. They...they.." Tony visibly shuddered and Phil thought for a moment he might be sick. Once it passed, Phil tried to urge him on. "Tony. What did they do in the nightm-" Tony blurted it out. "They raped me! Ok? There. Because that awful, whatever he is touched me, it stuck and..and..." Tony started taking in heaving breaths, suddenly back into another panic attack. Phil took his face in his hands, wiping away tears and trying to calm him down.
"Shh Tony...it's ok. Take deep breaths for me. in...and out... there...keep doing that." Tony swallowed, starting to calm. "There. Thats...whats what happened. Happy?" Phil frowned. "No. But do you feel better?" Tony was about to say something smart-assy but...he stopped. "Actually. A little bit."Phil smiled weakly. "That's good. How about whenever you have a nightmare, no matter how severe, you come to me and talk about it with me or Bruce or Steve. They all want to help us. Let them." Tony thought about it a moment. "I can try." Phil smiled, kissing his cheek before getting the whistling tea kettle.