After a shower and couple calls to the company Tony ultimately decided to stay home and make it a three day weekend. Or at least he thought so until Pepper called.

"Tony Stark is not here at the moment, please-"

"Tony." She sounded entirely un-amused.

"Hey Pep."

"I need your RSVP for tonight."

"Tonight…."

"The Maria Stark Foundation Auction. It's been on your calendar for months."

"Oh….yeah….The Uh- that." He flipped through his calendar for it. He really did need her to do everything when it came to these events.

"Just wear something nice and please show up"

"You got it." That much he could do.

That night Ty let himself back into the apartment and found Tony changing in the bedroom. He walked up behind him and slid his hands under his dress shirt and around his waist.

"Where are you going?"

"Charity event party, you know the usual."

"I should change then." He smiled before kissing his cheek and going into the bathroom.

When they arrived they were instantly hounded by paparazzi all the way to the door. Inside, Ty put a comforting hand on the small of Tony's back as the two entrepreneurs mastered their way through the upper-class crowd. Then he saw him, across the ballroom stood Steve Rogers with Bruce, Clint and Natasha. Every bit as a perfect as he remembered, by the time he realized he was staring it was too late. Steve had spotted him, straightened up and was walking over. Tony involuntarily opened his stance and Ty tightened his grip around Tony's waist pulling him closer.

"Hi, Tony." His smile was almost blinding.

"Hey Steve." God, this wasn't going to go well.

Steve's smile faded the smallest bit when he spotted Ty's hand on Tony's side. Ty smirked and extended a hand.

"Tiberius Stone. Pleasure."

"Capt. Steve Rogers, the pleasure is all mine, Sir."

"Ty's staying with me-"

"A little more than just staying." Ty cut in with his lips against Tony's temple- eyeing Steve as he spoke.

Tony had never seen that look on Steve's face, even if it was only for 1/100th of a millisecond, in fact he didn't even think Captain America possessed the ability to be jealous until now.

"Well then I should ask permission for this dance- as friends of course. May I?"

"Sure, why not?" Tony snarked, he could think of at least two hundred reasons why not.

Allowing Steve to take his arm they walked out onto the ballroom floor, feeling Tiberius' eyes drilling into his back the whole way. Steve wasn't the best dancer so Tony had to take the lead (which he found infinitely adorable by the way) as they moved with each other- into each other; they also found themselves with no respectable space between them.

"How've you been Tony?"

"Dandy, Cap. Yourself?"

"Good, thanks."

Steve looked back to the bar where Ty was effortless mingling while glancing all too often at the two of them.

"So who is that guy?"

"Ty, um- we used to date in college and we have a lot in common. Kind of nice not having to explain every last thing to him." He added that last part with a heavy dose of sarcasm making Steve laugh in spite of himself.

"He just seems….I don't know, he just rubs me wrong I think."

Tony stared up at him, his profile as he looked across the room. It took every cell in his body not to tell Steve everything that had happened- not just from this morning but even from when he and Ty dated before. To wrap his arms around the blonde and feel the way Steve's muscles coiled and relaxed around him, feel his warmth. He wanted to but he couldn't drag Steve into his self-loathing drama variety hour. When Steve's eyes found Tony's again they had a look of startle.

"Oh God, Tony I'm sorry! I didn't mean it that way I just….does he make you happy?"

The smaller man blinked and stayed silent for no more than a second.

"Yeah." The lie came out as seamless as it ever had.

Steve let out a breath as the song ended, they both stood there for a lingering minute before Steve smiled so genuinely it hurt Tony to see it.

"I better get back over there before he starts wondering what's keeping me." He smiled wistfully.

"Wait "he"?" Tony turned but he was already walking away, weaving his way through the crowd.

As Tony got closer to Ty and further from Steve he begged for some crazy-ass super-villain to crash the party before he was back to the bar but no such luck was on Tony's side. Ty put a hand on Tony's back, bringing him very close as if to kiss him. His fingers dug painfully into Tony's suit jacket making him clench his jaw to avoid a scene. Ty brought his lips very close to Tony's before saying he thought it was time to leave.

The ride home was quiet, not a single sound uttered and Tony knew so much better than to stop bracing himself for what was coming. The elevator ride was quiet; walking down the hallway was quiet. Entering the apartment and locking the door behind them was quiet. Ty grabbed his laptop and sat on the couch without so much as a look at Tony, afraid to break the silence Tony b-lined for the shower. The hot water ran over every bit of him, loosening his muscles and clearing his mind if only for a minute as the Arc Reactor reflected off the glossy tiles around him. He was rubbing his eyes when a blunt force slammed the side of his head and face into the shower wall.

He let out a scream as he reached for his throbbing temple but Ty's hand grabbed his wrist and pinned it to the wall, the bigger man's other hand gripping Tony's chin. He moved his hand forcing Tony to face him. Tony stood bare, exposed and unprotected unable to make words, just breathing heavily trying to release the sudden fear induced adrenaline.

"I certainly hope you enjoyed yourself tonight Tony. I really do. Know why? Because no one wants a whore after they've fucked 'em. You really think Steve's ever coming back for your shit?"

Ty started laughing at the thought before sucking in a breath and continuing.

"He's a lot smarter than that, don't you think? There is no knight on a white stallion for someone like you. You do understand that, don't you?"

Tony opened his mouth to start fighting back when a solid fist hit him in the abdomen, the pain in his stomach was overwhelming as the acid rose into his throat and he vomited onto the shower floor.

"There is no silver lining for you Tony, not after everything you've done."

Ty grabbed Tony's hair- wretching some of it out in the process- and threw him to the ground before removing his clothes until all that was left was the dress shirt and proceeded to hold Tony down and penetrate him. He hadn't been ready and started bleeding almost instantly, the pain was excruciating as his abdomen still burned, his head pounded as blood spilled from his ear and nose- his eye and lip were swelling and most likely turning purple. The drain was clogged at this point leaving the shower filled with blood, semen, vomit and water that long since turned cold still pouring over them. Tony's screams went unacknowledged as Ty finally finished. He pulled out and stood up, after grabbing his clothes he kneeled by Tony's side.

"I'm the best you're ever getting." He crooned in a sweet voice before kissing Tony's forehead.

He then left undoubtedly to clean himself up elsewhere, leaving the infamous Tony Stark crumpled on the bathroom floor. Filthy, shaking, bleeding, sobbing and alone.