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FIC: Me, You and Steve - Chapters 5 and 6 (Avengers)
Title: Me, You and Steve (Chapters 5 and 6 of 12)
Author: alexcat
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Type: Threesome with slash
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from the use of these characters.
Note: The idea came from a silly song by Garfunkel and Oates and a prompt I found somewhere. The song is Me, You and Steve and you can find it on Youtube.
Character(s): Pepper/Tony/Steve
Archive: Ao3
Summary: Steve becomes more than a third wheel to Pepper and Tony.
~~~
Part 5 – How to Kiss a Hero
Steve looked at Tony a little nervously. Kissing Pepper in front of her boyfriend was weird enough, though he’d certainly thought about it now and again in the last few weeks. Kissing Tony was something completely out of his experience.
This whole trip had felt surreal. Hell, his whole life was surreal. Peggy had taught him to grab what happiness you could, and he intended to do just that.
He held his hand out to Tony as Pepper grinned at Tony and moved out of the way. Steve pulled him down to sit beside him.
Tony leaned close and kissed him. It was not what Steve expected at all. It was sweet and simple, just a touch of his lips to Tony’s.
Tony pulled back. “Well, neither of us exploded. Wanna try again?”
Steve kissed Tony, pulling him into his arms this time. Tony didn’t resist the embrace but rather melted into Steve’s arms. This kiss was long, wet and set Steve on fire. When they came up for air, Tony was as breathless as he was.
“I think that experiment was a success,” Tony declared.
Steve and Pepper both laughed. Pepper sat on the other side of Tony on the deck bench and kissed his cheek. On impulse, Steve kissed the other cheek.
“This is the life – being kissed by the sexiest woman in the world and the sexiest man, besides me, of course,” Tony said right before Pepper playfully punched him in the arm.
They all made out for a while, kissing and giggling, talking about silly things and they all realized they were tired and sleepy.
When Pepper and Tony went to their bedroom, Tony stopped in the doorway. “You coming with us?” He asked Steve.
“You sure?”
“Yep. It’s a big ass bed so we can all fit there easily. Um, Pepper snores.”
“I do not!”
“Let me change,” Steve said and was gone.
He appeared in the doorway of Tony and Pepper’s bedroom a few minutes later in cotton jersey shorts and a white t-shirt.
Tony motioned him to the king sized bed. “One side or the middle?”
“I’m good anywhere.”
Tony ended up in the middle because, Steve thought to himself, he was the center of the universe anyway! There was a little cuddling and kissing, but they were all tired and slept fairly quickly.
Steve woke in the middle of the night with Tony snuggled up to his back. He smiled and went back to sleep. He woke in the morning with a part of Tony poking against his ass. He decided to pretend to be asleep and promptly fell back asleep.
The next time he opened his eyes, he smelled coffee and the sun was shining in the double glass doors to the deck. He got up and went to the bathroom, peed and brushed his teeth, then went to his own room and pulled on some sweatpants before going out onto the deck. Tony was gazing at the sea in his dark glasses.
“Sleep well, Cap?”
“Like a baby. You?”
“Yep.”
Tony surprised him by kissing his cheek. Affection from Tony was actually a little stranger than the idea of sex with him, but it was also nice to have someone touch him in that way, in a familiar, friendly way. Bucky was a toucher – there were pats on the back, nudges, and now and again, he’d even ruffled Steve’s hair now and then.
Pepper came out with a cup of coffee. “Good morning. So do I snore?” She asked Steve.
“I didn’t hear anything.”
“See, Tony?” She playfully pinched Tony and went back to the kitchen.
The morning was relaxed and slow. There was a part of Steve that sort of hoped the threesome stuff was just drunken talk, not something real. He really liked both of them and, frankly, needed friends. He wasn’t sure why Tony wanted more. He didn’t know if he wanted jeopardize the friendship they had already.
Steve decided to go for a run on the beach before lunch. He needed ot clear his head a little. Things were moving rather rapidly.
Tony was thinking about his suits, about adding some new modifications that would make the life support more stable if he got shot into space again, on purpose or by accident. These were the sorts of things he thought about when he was relaxing. To him, it was better than any sport. Almost as good as sex.
He watched the tiny dot on the beach getting bigger. Steve was on his way back. He idly wondered how many miles he’d run in the last forty-five minutes.
He had, so far, tried not to examine his feelings about Cap too closely. He was afraid they were tied in somehow with his feelings about his father. He remembered his father talking about Rogers, remembered Peggy Carter talking about him, too. It was funny that he was exactly the same man they’d spoken so fondly of all those years ago. His father and Peggy had not exaggerated about him at all.
Steve was easy to get along with unless he got balky as Tony had seen the first time they met on that helicarrier. Steve was used to leading, to making decisions and he didn’t expect to be argued with very much either. Tony knew that this was possibly the first real downtime he’d had had since he was a kid. He’d gone from kid to supersoldier on parade to supersoldier indeed in the war and as soon as he’d been thawed, Fury had put him to work again. That left no time for relationships of any sort.
Maybe he should drop this thing. It was kind of selfish, he supposed. Steve somehow excited the hell out of him. He didn’t know if it was the hero bit or something else.
As Cap came closer, he came into focus, tall, strong, with his hair a little shaggy from not bothering to get it cut, a few days’ stubble on his face. He was a perfect specimen. Tony wanted to be close to that perfection. He wanted to rub against it, see if some of the goodness rubbed off on him.
Tony finally acknowledged to himself that Rogers made his heart beat faster, made his senses sharper and made him feel a longing that he seldom felt.
Pepper came out onto the deck as he watched.
“You can have him by yourself if he’s okay with it.”
Tony hadn’t heard her come out.
“Why would –” He started but she cut him off.
“I have eyes. Ask him. He’ll either say yes or no. I’m okay with it. I can share if I have to.”
Tony didn’t say anything, just watched Steve as he reached the deck and climbed the steps, stopping to peel off his t-shirt and run the water from the hose over his body. Tony and Pepper both watched him.
He looked at them when he was done. “Why do I feel like I need to take a bow?”
“Sorry,” Pepper laughed. “Surely you’re used to being stared at by now.”
“You’d think so,” Steve laughed, “but no. Inside I’m still that kid from Brooklyn.”
Pepper looked around and handed a fresh towel to Tony and nodded and went inside.
Tony handed the towel to Steve.
“Thanks, but why did she give it to you?”
“She says I need to ask you something.”
Steve toweled his wet hair. “Oh yeah? What is that?”
“I’m just asking because she says I should, not because of any other reason. I really am too busy but -”
“What?”
“Pepper said I should ask you to have, uh, this is weird, that we should be alone, just the two of us, me and you.”
*
Part 6 – Take off the suit and say that
Steve’s mouth opened. It wasn’t like he didn’t know, but he didn’t know that. He kind of figured that the threesome would be more - him and Pepper, and Tony and Pepper, not him and Tony specifically. It wasn’t actually the first time that a man had asked him. It was the first time he wanted to try it.
“Well, up for it? Take a pass?” Tony asked and shut up, which was an indication of how nervous Tony was.
“Yeah, I’m game.”
“You what?”
“Yes. When?”
“Uh, now works for me. Here? Where?”
“My room?”
Tony nodded. “Sure, that would be, uh, yeah, let’s do that.”
Steve realized he had no clue what to do. Most of the women he’d dated came on to him, initiated things with him.
“Let’s go then.” Tony looked like he was going to a funeral.
“Um, we can just not do it and say we did, if that’s what you prefer.” This was Tony’s deal so why was he so unhappy about it now? “What’s the problem?”
“I’m good.”
“okay then, if you’re sure.”
They went to Steve’s room where they spent ten minutes turning down the bed and another sitting on the edge of it, testing its thickness and softness. Then Steve moved his one extra pair of shoes three inches to the left under the chair.
“Are you this bad with women?” Steve asked Tony.
“Are you?” Tony shot back, rather irritated.
“Actually, I am. The first and last actual girlfriend I ever had was Peggy Carter and I was a jealous idiot with her. It’s always been them who made the first move, not me. Even at SHIELD, Natasha used to make me ask girls out. I usually told her I was too busy, but I was probably more scared.”
“Well, I, uh, women fell over me because I was cute and rich. Women love to fuck money. I’ve had hundreds, I’d guess. Pepper or Happy always ran them off in the morning.”
“And men?”
“I’ve had a few but most of those were drunken, buddy fucks in college.”
“Will this hurt Pepper?”
“She says not.”
“If you’d rather not, I’m okay with it. I didn’t come on this trip to get laid. I came to get away and see some of the world I haven’t seen. I’ve never even been on a vacation.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever had a real one either. We go on trips and I work all the time and Pepper tries to have fun without me. Sometimes I wonder what the hell she sees in me, but she doesn’t give up.”
“You are kind of an ass,” Steve said with a laugh.
“You wouldn’t say that if I had on my suit!” Tony said, laughing.
“Oh yeah?” Steve challenged, really laughing now as well.
“I gotta ask this, don’t answer if you don’t want to. About Natasha, you and her ever?” He let the question dangle.
“I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Tell, please!! Tell!”
“She thinks we all see her as one of the guys.”
“Has she ever looked in the mirror? I don’t know any man who sees her that way. Not a damned one.”
“She and I are best friends.”
Not to put off, Tony asked again, “Friends with benefits?”
“You have a dirty mind, Stark.”
“We’re sitting here on your bed and we’re supposed to be getting it on. My mind is no dirtier than anyone else’s.”
“Mine’s not,” Steve said, kidding yet there was a challenge there somewhere.
“Take off the suit and say that,” Tony said in a tone of voice that had changed. The challenge was there, but there was an edge of – what? Seduction? Maybe. Hunger? Definitely.
Steve only wore the little shorts he’d been running in. “You first.” His own voice was a little deeper, huskier.
Tony’s t-shirt hit the floor. Then his shorts. Steve shrugged and tossed his clothes on the pile.
He looked at the ARC Reactor and wanted to touch it, to touch Tony’s chest. Tony sat on the edge of the bed again. Steve dropped onto the floor in front of him, onto his knees. He reached his hand out and touched Tony’s chest, tracing a circle around the Arc Reactor.
“This thing fascinates me,” he murmured as he bent close and dragged the tip of his tongue around the device. Tony’s obvious arousal did not escape his notice but he ignored it for now.
“No one’s ever done that to me, it. Pepper hates the thing.” It was quite obvious from Tony’s voice that he was enjoying what Steve was doing.
“So you said.” Steve looked up into Tony’s eyes and kissed him, one hand tracing the outside of the machine as he did.
“Another question,” Tony piped up when they paused in their kisses. “When you grew, did all of you grow or were you like that before?” He looked down at Steve’s cock, as eager and ready as his own.
“Does it matter?”
“Not right now, no.” They resumed kissing. Steve growled a little as Tony’s hands began to wander, too. He caressed down Steve’s belly and lower, not touching his cock but following that dark little treasure trail down to it with one finger. He grinned into the kiss when he felt Steve’s hips twitch. “Like that, do you?” he whispered.
“I want you to touch me,” Steve answered.
“I am.”
Steve grabbed his hand and moved it lower, over his cock. “Touch me!” Steve commanded.
Tony took him into his hand, feeling the heat, the silky smoothness of skin stretched over the such hardness. “Like that?” Tony asked, his own voice not much more than a growl now.
Steve closed his eyes and breathed out through his mouth. “Please,” was all he said as he stood up.
“Oh God,” Tony whispered, not taking his eyes from Steve.
Tony felt a second of ‘oh shit’ panic. Could he do this? Then he kissed the head of Steve’s cock and ran his tongue around it, before sliding his mouth over it, taking as much as would fit in. Steve put one hand in his hair, gripping his head.
Tony realized that he’d never done this. Or if he had, he was too drunk to remember.
Neither mattered right now. He teased the bottom side with his tongue as he pressed his hand against Steve’s abdomen. He breathed in Steve’s scent. His junk even smelled good! Damned super soldier serum!
He moved from his awkward position on the bed onto his knees.
Steve thrust into his mouth. Tony could tell that he was trying to show some restraint. Tony let his hand slide closer until he circled Steve with his fingers as well as his mouth. It gave him a tighter grip, made things go a little easier. Steve groaned in approval as Tony worked him with both his mouth and hand.
Tony could feel the tension building, the slight tightening of all Steve’s muscles, then that little hitch in his breath. He didn’t let up.
“Oh god, Tony!”
Tony groaned himself as Steve cried out, spilling into his mouth. He swallowed and kept licking and sucking until Steve stood perfectly still, taking deep breaths and looking down at him.
He let Steve’s softening cock slip from his mouth and raised his eyes to look up at him.
Steve’s brain was not working at all yet. He wanted to say something stupid and too affectionate to Tony, but finally held his tongue.
Tony stood up and kissed Steve, letting Steve taste his own semen.
“Tell me what to do, what you want,” Steve finally said as Tony pressed his erection against Steve as they kissed.
“Touch me. Jerk me off. I don’t care. I just want you to touch me right now.” Tony was close to begging, which made Steve want to please him very badly.
He reached down between them and put his hand on Tony, circling him and stroking slowly until they found a rhythm, a quickening pace as he pulled Tony down on top of him in the bed. Tony was pressed against him with just enough room to move his hand between. Steve kissed him while he stroked, fucking Tony’s mouth with his tongue.
Tony was moving his hips, humping the top of Steve’s leg while thrusting into his hand. He drew in a sharp breath and Steve felt the warm fluid spread over his hand and his leg as Tony came. He didn’t stop his hand or his kisses until Tony was done and moved from atop him to lie beside him.
Author: alexcat
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Type: Threesome with slash
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from the use of these characters.
Note: The idea came from a silly song by Garfunkel and Oates and a prompt I found somewhere. The song is Me, You and Steve and you can find it on Youtube.
Character(s): Pepper/Tony/Steve
Archive: Ao3
Summary: Steve becomes more than a third wheel to Pepper and Tony.
~~~
Part 5 – How to Kiss a Hero
Steve looked at Tony a little nervously. Kissing Pepper in front of her boyfriend was weird enough, though he’d certainly thought about it now and again in the last few weeks. Kissing Tony was something completely out of his experience.
This whole trip had felt surreal. Hell, his whole life was surreal. Peggy had taught him to grab what happiness you could, and he intended to do just that.
He held his hand out to Tony as Pepper grinned at Tony and moved out of the way. Steve pulled him down to sit beside him.
Tony leaned close and kissed him. It was not what Steve expected at all. It was sweet and simple, just a touch of his lips to Tony’s.
Tony pulled back. “Well, neither of us exploded. Wanna try again?”
Steve kissed Tony, pulling him into his arms this time. Tony didn’t resist the embrace but rather melted into Steve’s arms. This kiss was long, wet and set Steve on fire. When they came up for air, Tony was as breathless as he was.
“I think that experiment was a success,” Tony declared.
Steve and Pepper both laughed. Pepper sat on the other side of Tony on the deck bench and kissed his cheek. On impulse, Steve kissed the other cheek.
“This is the life – being kissed by the sexiest woman in the world and the sexiest man, besides me, of course,” Tony said right before Pepper playfully punched him in the arm.
They all made out for a while, kissing and giggling, talking about silly things and they all realized they were tired and sleepy.
When Pepper and Tony went to their bedroom, Tony stopped in the doorway. “You coming with us?” He asked Steve.
“You sure?”
“Yep. It’s a big ass bed so we can all fit there easily. Um, Pepper snores.”
“I do not!”
“Let me change,” Steve said and was gone.
He appeared in the doorway of Tony and Pepper’s bedroom a few minutes later in cotton jersey shorts and a white t-shirt.
Tony motioned him to the king sized bed. “One side or the middle?”
“I’m good anywhere.”
Tony ended up in the middle because, Steve thought to himself, he was the center of the universe anyway! There was a little cuddling and kissing, but they were all tired and slept fairly quickly.
Steve woke in the middle of the night with Tony snuggled up to his back. He smiled and went back to sleep. He woke in the morning with a part of Tony poking against his ass. He decided to pretend to be asleep and promptly fell back asleep.
The next time he opened his eyes, he smelled coffee and the sun was shining in the double glass doors to the deck. He got up and went to the bathroom, peed and brushed his teeth, then went to his own room and pulled on some sweatpants before going out onto the deck. Tony was gazing at the sea in his dark glasses.
“Sleep well, Cap?”
“Like a baby. You?”
“Yep.”
Tony surprised him by kissing his cheek. Affection from Tony was actually a little stranger than the idea of sex with him, but it was also nice to have someone touch him in that way, in a familiar, friendly way. Bucky was a toucher – there were pats on the back, nudges, and now and again, he’d even ruffled Steve’s hair now and then.
Pepper came out with a cup of coffee. “Good morning. So do I snore?” She asked Steve.
“I didn’t hear anything.”
“See, Tony?” She playfully pinched Tony and went back to the kitchen.
The morning was relaxed and slow. There was a part of Steve that sort of hoped the threesome stuff was just drunken talk, not something real. He really liked both of them and, frankly, needed friends. He wasn’t sure why Tony wanted more. He didn’t know if he wanted jeopardize the friendship they had already.
Steve decided to go for a run on the beach before lunch. He needed ot clear his head a little. Things were moving rather rapidly.
Tony was thinking about his suits, about adding some new modifications that would make the life support more stable if he got shot into space again, on purpose or by accident. These were the sorts of things he thought about when he was relaxing. To him, it was better than any sport. Almost as good as sex.
He watched the tiny dot on the beach getting bigger. Steve was on his way back. He idly wondered how many miles he’d run in the last forty-five minutes.
He had, so far, tried not to examine his feelings about Cap too closely. He was afraid they were tied in somehow with his feelings about his father. He remembered his father talking about Rogers, remembered Peggy Carter talking about him, too. It was funny that he was exactly the same man they’d spoken so fondly of all those years ago. His father and Peggy had not exaggerated about him at all.
Steve was easy to get along with unless he got balky as Tony had seen the first time they met on that helicarrier. Steve was used to leading, to making decisions and he didn’t expect to be argued with very much either. Tony knew that this was possibly the first real downtime he’d had had since he was a kid. He’d gone from kid to supersoldier on parade to supersoldier indeed in the war and as soon as he’d been thawed, Fury had put him to work again. That left no time for relationships of any sort.
Maybe he should drop this thing. It was kind of selfish, he supposed. Steve somehow excited the hell out of him. He didn’t know if it was the hero bit or something else.
As Cap came closer, he came into focus, tall, strong, with his hair a little shaggy from not bothering to get it cut, a few days’ stubble on his face. He was a perfect specimen. Tony wanted to be close to that perfection. He wanted to rub against it, see if some of the goodness rubbed off on him.
Tony finally acknowledged to himself that Rogers made his heart beat faster, made his senses sharper and made him feel a longing that he seldom felt.
Pepper came out onto the deck as he watched.
“You can have him by yourself if he’s okay with it.”
Tony hadn’t heard her come out.
“Why would –” He started but she cut him off.
“I have eyes. Ask him. He’ll either say yes or no. I’m okay with it. I can share if I have to.”
Tony didn’t say anything, just watched Steve as he reached the deck and climbed the steps, stopping to peel off his t-shirt and run the water from the hose over his body. Tony and Pepper both watched him.
He looked at them when he was done. “Why do I feel like I need to take a bow?”
“Sorry,” Pepper laughed. “Surely you’re used to being stared at by now.”
“You’d think so,” Steve laughed, “but no. Inside I’m still that kid from Brooklyn.”
Pepper looked around and handed a fresh towel to Tony and nodded and went inside.
Tony handed the towel to Steve.
“Thanks, but why did she give it to you?”
“She says I need to ask you something.”
Steve toweled his wet hair. “Oh yeah? What is that?”
“I’m just asking because she says I should, not because of any other reason. I really am too busy but -”
“What?”
“Pepper said I should ask you to have, uh, this is weird, that we should be alone, just the two of us, me and you.”
*
Part 6 – Take off the suit and say that
Steve’s mouth opened. It wasn’t like he didn’t know, but he didn’t know that. He kind of figured that the threesome would be more - him and Pepper, and Tony and Pepper, not him and Tony specifically. It wasn’t actually the first time that a man had asked him. It was the first time he wanted to try it.
“Well, up for it? Take a pass?” Tony asked and shut up, which was an indication of how nervous Tony was.
“Yeah, I’m game.”
“You what?”
“Yes. When?”
“Uh, now works for me. Here? Where?”
“My room?”
Tony nodded. “Sure, that would be, uh, yeah, let’s do that.”
Steve realized he had no clue what to do. Most of the women he’d dated came on to him, initiated things with him.
“Let’s go then.” Tony looked like he was going to a funeral.
“Um, we can just not do it and say we did, if that’s what you prefer.” This was Tony’s deal so why was he so unhappy about it now? “What’s the problem?”
“I’m good.”
“okay then, if you’re sure.”
They went to Steve’s room where they spent ten minutes turning down the bed and another sitting on the edge of it, testing its thickness and softness. Then Steve moved his one extra pair of shoes three inches to the left under the chair.
“Are you this bad with women?” Steve asked Tony.
“Are you?” Tony shot back, rather irritated.
“Actually, I am. The first and last actual girlfriend I ever had was Peggy Carter and I was a jealous idiot with her. It’s always been them who made the first move, not me. Even at SHIELD, Natasha used to make me ask girls out. I usually told her I was too busy, but I was probably more scared.”
“Well, I, uh, women fell over me because I was cute and rich. Women love to fuck money. I’ve had hundreds, I’d guess. Pepper or Happy always ran them off in the morning.”
“And men?”
“I’ve had a few but most of those were drunken, buddy fucks in college.”
“Will this hurt Pepper?”
“She says not.”
“If you’d rather not, I’m okay with it. I didn’t come on this trip to get laid. I came to get away and see some of the world I haven’t seen. I’ve never even been on a vacation.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever had a real one either. We go on trips and I work all the time and Pepper tries to have fun without me. Sometimes I wonder what the hell she sees in me, but she doesn’t give up.”
“You are kind of an ass,” Steve said with a laugh.
“You wouldn’t say that if I had on my suit!” Tony said, laughing.
“Oh yeah?” Steve challenged, really laughing now as well.
“I gotta ask this, don’t answer if you don’t want to. About Natasha, you and her ever?” He let the question dangle.
“I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Tell, please!! Tell!”
“She thinks we all see her as one of the guys.”
“Has she ever looked in the mirror? I don’t know any man who sees her that way. Not a damned one.”
“She and I are best friends.”
Not to put off, Tony asked again, “Friends with benefits?”
“You have a dirty mind, Stark.”
“We’re sitting here on your bed and we’re supposed to be getting it on. My mind is no dirtier than anyone else’s.”
“Mine’s not,” Steve said, kidding yet there was a challenge there somewhere.
“Take off the suit and say that,” Tony said in a tone of voice that had changed. The challenge was there, but there was an edge of – what? Seduction? Maybe. Hunger? Definitely.
Steve only wore the little shorts he’d been running in. “You first.” His own voice was a little deeper, huskier.
Tony’s t-shirt hit the floor. Then his shorts. Steve shrugged and tossed his clothes on the pile.
He looked at the ARC Reactor and wanted to touch it, to touch Tony’s chest. Tony sat on the edge of the bed again. Steve dropped onto the floor in front of him, onto his knees. He reached his hand out and touched Tony’s chest, tracing a circle around the Arc Reactor.
“This thing fascinates me,” he murmured as he bent close and dragged the tip of his tongue around the device. Tony’s obvious arousal did not escape his notice but he ignored it for now.
“No one’s ever done that to me, it. Pepper hates the thing.” It was quite obvious from Tony’s voice that he was enjoying what Steve was doing.
“So you said.” Steve looked up into Tony’s eyes and kissed him, one hand tracing the outside of the machine as he did.
“Another question,” Tony piped up when they paused in their kisses. “When you grew, did all of you grow or were you like that before?” He looked down at Steve’s cock, as eager and ready as his own.
“Does it matter?”
“Not right now, no.” They resumed kissing. Steve growled a little as Tony’s hands began to wander, too. He caressed down Steve’s belly and lower, not touching his cock but following that dark little treasure trail down to it with one finger. He grinned into the kiss when he felt Steve’s hips twitch. “Like that, do you?” he whispered.
“I want you to touch me,” Steve answered.
“I am.”
Steve grabbed his hand and moved it lower, over his cock. “Touch me!” Steve commanded.
Tony took him into his hand, feeling the heat, the silky smoothness of skin stretched over the such hardness. “Like that?” Tony asked, his own voice not much more than a growl now.
Steve closed his eyes and breathed out through his mouth. “Please,” was all he said as he stood up.
“Oh God,” Tony whispered, not taking his eyes from Steve.
Tony felt a second of ‘oh shit’ panic. Could he do this? Then he kissed the head of Steve’s cock and ran his tongue around it, before sliding his mouth over it, taking as much as would fit in. Steve put one hand in his hair, gripping his head.
Tony realized that he’d never done this. Or if he had, he was too drunk to remember.
Neither mattered right now. He teased the bottom side with his tongue as he pressed his hand against Steve’s abdomen. He breathed in Steve’s scent. His junk even smelled good! Damned super soldier serum!
He moved from his awkward position on the bed onto his knees.
Steve thrust into his mouth. Tony could tell that he was trying to show some restraint. Tony let his hand slide closer until he circled Steve with his fingers as well as his mouth. It gave him a tighter grip, made things go a little easier. Steve groaned in approval as Tony worked him with both his mouth and hand.
Tony could feel the tension building, the slight tightening of all Steve’s muscles, then that little hitch in his breath. He didn’t let up.
“Oh god, Tony!”
Tony groaned himself as Steve cried out, spilling into his mouth. He swallowed and kept licking and sucking until Steve stood perfectly still, taking deep breaths and looking down at him.
He let Steve’s softening cock slip from his mouth and raised his eyes to look up at him.
Steve’s brain was not working at all yet. He wanted to say something stupid and too affectionate to Tony, but finally held his tongue.
Tony stood up and kissed Steve, letting Steve taste his own semen.
“Tell me what to do, what you want,” Steve finally said as Tony pressed his erection against Steve as they kissed.
“Touch me. Jerk me off. I don’t care. I just want you to touch me right now.” Tony was close to begging, which made Steve want to please him very badly.
He reached down between them and put his hand on Tony, circling him and stroking slowly until they found a rhythm, a quickening pace as he pulled Tony down on top of him in the bed. Tony was pressed against him with just enough room to move his hand between. Steve kissed him while he stroked, fucking Tony’s mouth with his tongue.
Tony was moving his hips, humping the top of Steve’s leg while thrusting into his hand. He drew in a sharp breath and Steve felt the warm fluid spread over his hand and his leg as Tony came. He didn’t stop his hand or his kisses until Tony was done and moved from atop him to lie beside him.