Once Tony had a warm cup of mint tea in hand, he was starting to calm down more. The shaking was ebbing and his anxiety was calming. Phil started rolling up his sleeves of his shirt. Even after there romp in in bed they redressed, it was still early evening. Tony was just in sweats and Phil in nice pants and a white button up. He started getting vegetable and meat out to cook for dinner. Tony watched as he carefully and skillfully cut the vegetables up to put in the pot of bubbling oil. Tony smiled. "I didn't know you knew how to cook this well." "well we've been living on the bus where everyone gets a turn or in most cases just orders pizza when we land for a mission. It's not often I get to actually cook." Tony continued to watch as Phils hands gracefully cut up vegetables. Suddenly remembering the amount of killing power those hands have.

For some reason to Tony, it was a turn on. Watching how he handles the cutting knife so well. Maybe it's the power behind it, the gracelessness, the skill. Who knows but it seems anything Phil Coulson does he makes sexy without even knowing it. He took a sip from his tea before placing it down and standing up, walking over to Phil who was busy chopping up meat. He gently brought his arms around his waist. Phil smiled, melting into Tony a little bit. Tony started kissing his neck, his hardening member poking at his back. Phil chuckled. "Calm yourself. I would like to eat before round two." Tony suckled on his neck a little. Phil bit his lip, trying to focus on the food. "Tony..." Tony chuckled lowly. "How is it everything you do is sexy?" Phil let out a breath, feeling his own member twitch. "I really don't." Tony let his hands wonder, unbuckling Phils pants and unbuttoning them. Phil couldnt bring himself to stop Tony. He had enough of mind to turn off the stove so nothing would be burnt but that was the last thought as Tony reached under and grabbed his cock in a strong grip.

He let out a moan, holding onto the stove as Tony started stroking him while grinding into him, nearly grinding him into the stove. Tony's free hand went under his shirt, feeling a perk nipple and softly defined abs as he continued stroking. "Oh Phil..." Phil whined, thrusting his hips in time with Tony's hands. "I...I'm not gonna last long." "Me either." Tony groaned, taking his free hand away, putting his index finger to Phils mouth. "Get it wet. I want to play with you." Phil didn't need anymore prompting as he eagerly took the finger in his mouth, suckling on it.

Tony moaned, taking it away as he went under Phils pants and found his entrance, gently thrusting his finger inside. Phil moaned, loudly. "ahh tony.." Once Tony found his prostate, Phil was over. Spilling into Tony's hands in gasps. "oh...mmmm" Before Tony could focus on his own pleasure and realize that Phil came on his hand, he was quickly turned around by those powerful hands, pinned to the counter as his boyfriend kneeled, quickly taking his sweats far enough to bring his leaking member out. Phil didn't waste anytime with talking. Took tony in whole, suckling and licking and humming. Tony groaned, hands going into short hair, gripping. "Oh God...Phil..." He tried to push Phil away, let him know he was coming but Phil just sucked harder as Tony gasped out his name ."ahh Phil!" His hands gripping the counter as he came down his boyfriends throat, who eagerly swallowed it all.

Once they both calmed down and came down from the high Phil stood, gathering all his composure as director of S.H.I.E.l.D and let out a breath. "I will get changed. I want you to watch the food." Tony had a smile on his face, kissing Phil tasting himself on him. "Sure thing babe."Phil nodded as he turned the stove back on and went off to there bedroom. Tony chuckled to himself as he sat down, watching the food as he fixed his own pants. After a few minutes of mindlessly tinkering on his tablet, mostly moving the iron man suit around, no real idea in mind, he remembered he should stir the food before it burns. Some of the cooking lessons Phil gave him kinda worked to a point. He sighed, getting up, grabbing the wooden spoon to stir around the stir-fry, mixing them into the oil. Then before he could move a large oil bubble in the pan popped, spattering boiling hot oil on his hand and arm. He hissed in pain, moving away quickly.

He felt his breathing quicken and his already fragile anxiety thin as flashback after flashback plays in his head. The electrocution. The pain. It felt like the oil burning his hand. He didn't realize when he was kneeling on the ground, holding his hand in a mixture of hyperventilating and crying. Suddenly there was hands on him causing him to jump and back away against the wooden cabinets that housed the pipes for the sink but it brought him out of his flashback enough where he could see he was home in avengers tower with Phil who was in front of him, hands out in a peaceful surrender looking all kinds of worried. "Tony, it's ok. Your safe. They don't have you anymore. Your home." Tony felt himself slowly coming down from the flashback and anxiety, realizing, yes he was home. He is safe. He let out a shuddering breath, looking Phil in the eyes.

His eyes watery and tired. "I'm sorry." Phil just brought his arms around him, relived he was ok. At first he thought he got severely burned but then it became clear what it was. Tony melted into him, silent tears falling onto Phils shirt. Phil just held him close,his hand going thru sweaty dark hair. "You have nothing to apologize for." "It was...it was just oil phil." Tony said, mumbled slightly as his head was resting on Phils shoulder. He continued. "It was just oil and it just sent me back there. It was like they were shocking me again. It feels the same. It burns." He trembled in Phils arms, trying to hide in them.

Phil felt his eyes water. He was so helpless to truly help the ones he loved most. The scars that will never heal. Suddenly they both jumped as the sprinkler system started to go off. Phil moved away from Tony quickly, going to turn the now burned stir fry off panting. Tony chuckled weakly, standing, there cloth getting more and more soaked. JARVIS suddenly spoke. "I am sorry sirs but the smoke was reaching dangerous levels." Tony wiped some water from his face as it rained on them. "It's alright JARVIS. You did what you had to to keep us safe." Phil said. Then the water turned off, now that the danger was let out a breath. "Should we see what the others are doing for dinner?" Phil smiled weakly. "I believe is making Tacos tonight. We can pay them a visit once we dry off." Tony chuckled, more humor and amusement coming back into his voice. Phil smiled, walking closer to him, holding his hand. "Are you ok? Really?" Tony smiled sadly. "For now." "Good. then lets see to your hand." Phil lead him to there bathroom, getting the first aid kit out. Tony sat on the edge of the bath tub. Suddenly there was a towel thrown at him. Phil smiled. "First lets dry off. Your no use to me wet."

Tony smirked. "I'm sure there's lost of uses for me when wet." Phil will admit, he blushed. Tony's leaking and lube slicked cock entering his mind that he had to shake away. Once both were dried off with the exception of cloths Phil looked at his hand. There was a good burn mark there, red and welting. He got some burn cream, gently rubbing it in. He got gauze and started wrapping his hand. "There. No touching it or bothering it." Tony smirked weakly. "Yes sir Director." Phil couldnt help the small smirk back. "Later tonight, I promise. Right now we have a team to visit. JARVIS, are they expecting us?" "Yes. I have already informed them of your dinner visit." "Good. We just need to change. Again." Phil rolled his eyes. Tony spoke. "Your the one that had to change a second time." Phil smirked, getting close to him, feeling his breath on his lips. "Your the one that made me come in my pants." Tony smirked, leaning in to kiss him but Phil moved away, making him groan. Phil chuckled. "lets get dressed. There expecting us."