Tony pressed his finger and thumb against his eyelids and pulled down. "Changed my mind about the drink. As strong as you've got," Tony grumbled and climbed up into a stool.
He kept waiting for Steve to laugh but Captain America wasn't a jerk. Not in that way at least. Tony kept waiting for the other show to drop just the same and he gazed somewhat forlornly at bar.
Anything Steve gave him would be downed as a shot. Even if it was just juice. He swung himself out of the seat then and pulled his shirt over his head. There was no reactor. Not even a scar. "Fuck it. Or both of us. Couch or bed?"
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Date: 2015-05-08 04:59 pm (UTC)Tony pressed his finger and thumb against his eyelids and pulled down. "Changed my mind about the drink. As strong as you've got," Tony grumbled and climbed up into a stool.
He kept waiting for Steve to laugh but Captain America wasn't a jerk. Not in that way at least. Tony kept waiting for the other show to drop just the same and he gazed somewhat forlornly at bar.
Anything Steve gave him would be downed as a shot. Even if it was just juice. He swung himself out of the seat then and pulled his shirt over his head. There was no reactor. Not even a scar. "Fuck it. Or both of us. Couch or bed?"
He was a lonely man. And sex was sex.