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FIC: Me, You and Steve - Chapters 11 and 12 (Avengers)
Title: Me, You and Steve (Chapters 11 and 12 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 11 – Returning Heroes
Pepper was more than annoyed that they didn’t come home until late the next morning. She pretty much figured why, knowing how Tony was after he’d done his Iron Man thing. Perhaps it was best that he spent that time with Steve.
Tony came in by himself. Steve had gone to his own quarters there in Stark Tower. Tony kissed him at the door as he would have a date he really liked, not one of the ones Pepper or Happy ushered out in the mornings.
“Hi, Pepper,” he said as he came into their lush apartment in the top of Stark Tower. “How are you?”
She wanted to smack him, but she didn’t. She knew what she was signing up for when she became his girlfriend.
Oddly enough, she’d seen more real passion in him since they had met Steve than in all the time before. Tony was a good lover, with great technique. He did all the things to bring a maximum of pleasure, but the nights when the two of them had sex with Steve, he stopped trying to impress and simply lived in the moment, in the pleasure. Pepper liked this Tony. Steve seemed to bring out a part of him he kept hidden from her.
She got up from the sofa and hugged him. “I’m glad you’re safe. That both of you are safe.”
He didn’t act embarrassed as he usually did, just held her close for as long as she wanted him to.
“Where is Steve?” she asked.
“He needed some time alone. I think too much Stark can drive a person crazy.”
Pepper laughed and hugged him again. “Tell me about it!”
Pepper made him something to eat and gave him his messages just as she always had when she was his assistant. They talked about Stark Industries business for an hour or so.
“I hate to run out, but I have to go to the office and get some work done,” Pepper told him. “Wanna come?”
“You know how good I am at paperwork. I’m fine, Pepper.”
She went to her office and read memos and emails, signed some documents and made several phone calls. It was about 4pm when she headed back to their apartment in Stark Tower. She got more than she’d bargained for when she opened the door.
Tony and Steve were on the sofa and they weren’t watching television. Tony was sitting on Steve, facing away from him and Steve was all the way inside Tony, gripping his hips with both hands as he moved and actually so focused that he didn’t even see Pepper standing there until she spoke.
“Oh my god!” It slipped out before she could stop it.
They didn’t stop as she stared. Steve’s eyes were closed and Tony was completely absorbed. Pepper didn’t move, didn’t even drop her purse. She listened to the sounds Steve made, the things he whispered to Tony as Tony rode him.
“I’m gonna move on my knees, Steve. Okay?” Tony said.
Steve made another inarticulate sound that might have been “uh huh,” but Pepper couldn’t tell. Tony moved off of him and onto his knees beside Steve on the sofa. Steve moved, putting one foot on the floor and one knee on the sofa behind Tony and pressed into him again.
“Better?”
“Mm,” was Tony’s answer.
Pepper moved closer to them, sitting in one of the other chairs. She watched only a few seconds before she moved over to sit beside Tony. She kissed him, holding his face in her hands. She was a little surprised when Steve leaned forward far enough to put his hand over hers. She scooted a little closer.
She knew Steve well enough to know that he was close. He pushed into to Tony and ground his hips against him until she heard his breath hitch and heard his quiet moans.
He didn’t let go of Tony, just pulled him upright and reached his hand around to take Tony’s cock into his hand. Pepper put her hand over Steve’s this time. With one arm around Tony’s torso and the other quite busy, Steve murmured to Tony. The words were mostly little endearments, little encouragements.
When they were done, they lay back on the sofa.
“Is this what you do when I leave you two alone?”
Tony pulled her close. “Sometimes we hunt bad guys and save the world.”
Steve laughed. “What he said.”
“But usually, this,” Tony admitted.
*
Part 12 – All Good Things… End
Things got bad for Tony and Steve after Sokovia. Tony mourned. For losing Steve. For his parents. For all the things that had come between them.
Sometimes Pepper couldn’t even stand him and left him for a while, but she always came back.
She also kept in touch with Steve. No one knew. Not Tony. Not Sam. Not Nat.
He called her once in a while. He always asked how Tony was doing, always told her how much he loved her, loved Tony.
It was a long time before she saw the letter he sent Tony. And the burner phone.
She knew that unless the world needed saving, Tony wouldn’t call him. His pride was too strong. Tony Stark could not show weakness; he simply couldn’t do it.
They did move on. Tony asked her to marry him. She said yes.
Tony still tinkered with those damn suits and he encouraged Rhodey’s recovery from the horrible injuries in Siberia. He worked with the government and the UN to make new rules dealing with inhumans and people with powers. Much of the time, his heart simply wasn’t in it.
Tony actually knew where Steve was almost all the time, but he never once said a word about catching him, never told anyone. He closed his eyes at night and asked anything out there that was listening to keep Steve safe. When Steve, Natasha and Sam needed equipment, Tony made it happen secretly. He sent them what they needed through other channels so they’d never know.
He carried that damned letter and phone around with him all the time. He’d read the letter until it was about to come apart. He had it scanned and carried a copy now, the original in his safe.
Sitting in his office, waiting for Pepper to come home, he took it out and read:
Tony,
I’m glad you’re back at the compound, I don’t like the idea of you rattling around a mansion by yourself. We all need family. The Avengers are yours, maybe more so than mine. I’ve been on my own since I was 18. I never really fit in anywhere – even in the Army. My faith is in people, I guess. Individuals. And I’m happy to say for the most part, they haven’t let me down. Which is why I can’t let them down either. Locks can be replaced, but – maybe they shouldn’t. I know I hurt you Tony. I guess I thought – by not telling you about your parents I was sparing you, but… I can see now I was really sparing myself. I’m sorry. Hopefully one day you can understand. I wish we agreed on the Accords, I really do. I know you were only doing what you believe in, and that’s all any of us can do, it’s all any of us should. So no matter what, I promise if you -- if you need us. If you need me, I’ll be there.
Steve
And he wondered if Steve was all right.
Steve thought of Tony at least as often as Tony thought of him.
He, Sam and Natasha were busy, chasing down Chitauri tech and rounding up men who dealt in the alien materials. Often their tips came secretly from Maria Hill or Nick Fury. He never missed a news cast with Tony on it.
Pepper was sweet. He loved her, too. She’d made him feel like a real person instead of a breathing anachronism when she’d encouraged the odd relationship he had with her and Tony. He’d slowly learned to be a person again with them and finally with everyone else.
The phone in his pocket rang. Steve’s heart began to pound.
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 11 – Returning Heroes
Pepper was more than annoyed that they didn’t come home until late the next morning. She pretty much figured why, knowing how Tony was after he’d done his Iron Man thing. Perhaps it was best that he spent that time with Steve.
Tony came in by himself. Steve had gone to his own quarters there in Stark Tower. Tony kissed him at the door as he would have a date he really liked, not one of the ones Pepper or Happy ushered out in the mornings.
“Hi, Pepper,” he said as he came into their lush apartment in the top of Stark Tower. “How are you?”
She wanted to smack him, but she didn’t. She knew what she was signing up for when she became his girlfriend.
Oddly enough, she’d seen more real passion in him since they had met Steve than in all the time before. Tony was a good lover, with great technique. He did all the things to bring a maximum of pleasure, but the nights when the two of them had sex with Steve, he stopped trying to impress and simply lived in the moment, in the pleasure. Pepper liked this Tony. Steve seemed to bring out a part of him he kept hidden from her.
She got up from the sofa and hugged him. “I’m glad you’re safe. That both of you are safe.”
He didn’t act embarrassed as he usually did, just held her close for as long as she wanted him to.
“Where is Steve?” she asked.
“He needed some time alone. I think too much Stark can drive a person crazy.”
Pepper laughed and hugged him again. “Tell me about it!”
Pepper made him something to eat and gave him his messages just as she always had when she was his assistant. They talked about Stark Industries business for an hour or so.
“I hate to run out, but I have to go to the office and get some work done,” Pepper told him. “Wanna come?”
“You know how good I am at paperwork. I’m fine, Pepper.”
She went to her office and read memos and emails, signed some documents and made several phone calls. It was about 4pm when she headed back to their apartment in Stark Tower. She got more than she’d bargained for when she opened the door.
Tony and Steve were on the sofa and they weren’t watching television. Tony was sitting on Steve, facing away from him and Steve was all the way inside Tony, gripping his hips with both hands as he moved and actually so focused that he didn’t even see Pepper standing there until she spoke.
“Oh my god!” It slipped out before she could stop it.
They didn’t stop as she stared. Steve’s eyes were closed and Tony was completely absorbed. Pepper didn’t move, didn’t even drop her purse. She listened to the sounds Steve made, the things he whispered to Tony as Tony rode him.
“I’m gonna move on my knees, Steve. Okay?” Tony said.
Steve made another inarticulate sound that might have been “uh huh,” but Pepper couldn’t tell. Tony moved off of him and onto his knees beside Steve on the sofa. Steve moved, putting one foot on the floor and one knee on the sofa behind Tony and pressed into him again.
“Better?”
“Mm,” was Tony’s answer.
Pepper moved closer to them, sitting in one of the other chairs. She watched only a few seconds before she moved over to sit beside Tony. She kissed him, holding his face in her hands. She was a little surprised when Steve leaned forward far enough to put his hand over hers. She scooted a little closer.
She knew Steve well enough to know that he was close. He pushed into to Tony and ground his hips against him until she heard his breath hitch and heard his quiet moans.
He didn’t let go of Tony, just pulled him upright and reached his hand around to take Tony’s cock into his hand. Pepper put her hand over Steve’s this time. With one arm around Tony’s torso and the other quite busy, Steve murmured to Tony. The words were mostly little endearments, little encouragements.
When they were done, they lay back on the sofa.
“Is this what you do when I leave you two alone?”
Tony pulled her close. “Sometimes we hunt bad guys and save the world.”
Steve laughed. “What he said.”
“But usually, this,” Tony admitted.
*
Part 12 – All Good Things… End
Things got bad for Tony and Steve after Sokovia. Tony mourned. For losing Steve. For his parents. For all the things that had come between them.
Sometimes Pepper couldn’t even stand him and left him for a while, but she always came back.
She also kept in touch with Steve. No one knew. Not Tony. Not Sam. Not Nat.
He called her once in a while. He always asked how Tony was doing, always told her how much he loved her, loved Tony.
It was a long time before she saw the letter he sent Tony. And the burner phone.
She knew that unless the world needed saving, Tony wouldn’t call him. His pride was too strong. Tony Stark could not show weakness; he simply couldn’t do it.
They did move on. Tony asked her to marry him. She said yes.
Tony still tinkered with those damn suits and he encouraged Rhodey’s recovery from the horrible injuries in Siberia. He worked with the government and the UN to make new rules dealing with inhumans and people with powers. Much of the time, his heart simply wasn’t in it.
Tony actually knew where Steve was almost all the time, but he never once said a word about catching him, never told anyone. He closed his eyes at night and asked anything out there that was listening to keep Steve safe. When Steve, Natasha and Sam needed equipment, Tony made it happen secretly. He sent them what they needed through other channels so they’d never know.
He carried that damned letter and phone around with him all the time. He’d read the letter until it was about to come apart. He had it scanned and carried a copy now, the original in his safe.
Sitting in his office, waiting for Pepper to come home, he took it out and read:
Tony,
I’m glad you’re back at the compound, I don’t like the idea of you rattling around a mansion by yourself. We all need family. The Avengers are yours, maybe more so than mine. I’ve been on my own since I was 18. I never really fit in anywhere – even in the Army. My faith is in people, I guess. Individuals. And I’m happy to say for the most part, they haven’t let me down. Which is why I can’t let them down either. Locks can be replaced, but – maybe they shouldn’t. I know I hurt you Tony. I guess I thought – by not telling you about your parents I was sparing you, but… I can see now I was really sparing myself. I’m sorry. Hopefully one day you can understand. I wish we agreed on the Accords, I really do. I know you were only doing what you believe in, and that’s all any of us can do, it’s all any of us should. So no matter what, I promise if you -- if you need us. If you need me, I’ll be there.
Steve
And he wondered if Steve was all right.
Steve thought of Tony at least as often as Tony thought of him.
He, Sam and Natasha were busy, chasing down Chitauri tech and rounding up men who dealt in the alien materials. Often their tips came secretly from Maria Hill or Nick Fury. He never missed a news cast with Tony on it.
Pepper was sweet. He loved her, too. She’d made him feel like a real person instead of a breathing anachronism when she’d encouraged the odd relationship he had with her and Tony. He’d slowly learned to be a person again with them and finally with everyone else.
The phone in his pocket rang. Steve’s heart began to pound.