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Post AoU for starkingenuity

He's old. Old enough to have settled down. Old enough he's letting other people save the world and only stepping in from time to time. There's no 'Honey I'm home' when he steps through door. There's silence and quiet. He makes dinner for one. His bed is cold. He sits and reads the paper while he watches the world move on outside. There's laughter in the hallway. Footsteps. No one knocks on his door. He eats leaning against the counter in the kitchen. Alone. All alone. 'I got no plans tomorrow night' echos in his mind.

Suddenly, no one is on the streets. There are no numbers in his phone. Everything empty and gone and there's just Steve. Steve standing in nothingness. 'Man out of time' 'Nothing but a soldier' 'You can't live without a war' 'Go home, Steve'

He jolted awake, hand raising to rub at his face and it shouldn't have been a nightmare at all but it is anyway. How alone he felt in this century. His friends helped, they did, but they couldn't always be here. He lived and breathed his life as an Avenger. What else did he have? Nothing. He shook it off, like he always did and got dressed, laced up his boots. Most of his team was out of the picture right now. Off doing whatever they did on leave.

Steve paced his room at the New Avenger facility, paced the hallways and spoke to the Agents that were here. He took a walk outside and thought of Tony. The billionaire visited every once in awhile but it'd been awhile. He didn't even know what the man was up to now but Steve... Steve needed to connect with someone to shake off the dredges of his loneliness, someone that wasn't just working here, someone he had a connection to.

So he called Tony.

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"Boring," he repeated, frowning at Tony. He didn't see how sex could be boring but okay, he wasn't going to force him into it. If he wasn't feeling it, Steve would just have to go to the Tower and take care of himself in the meantime.

...but damn if he wasn't horny now.

He shook his head, because it stood to reason that if Tony wanted to do one of those other options, he would have already done it and Steve wasn't going to pull the guilty card on a partner. It wouldn't be the first time he was uncomfortable. "I'm alright. I'll just take a cold shower. When should I come by the Tower?"

Sex was boring, or could be, when you had as much of it as Tony had. Maybe it was less about showing Steve had to do it as letting Steve show him how to do it? Reminding him that it could be good without all of the paraphernalia again?

Tony found himself curiously drawn back to the blond but he had never begged for it in his life and if Steve wanted his shower cold, let him.

"Got any plans for tomorrow night?"

A connection probably helped in that department. Random one night stands just didn't have the same appeal to them. It was the whole reason Steve didn't just jump into bed with random people. Where was the fun in that? Surely it was better to know the person you were sleeping with?

Cold shower was just fine by him. They were just taking it slow here. It was probably better than jumping into the deep end.

"No, team should still be out," Steve told him.

A connection? Tony had that once. Pepper had taken that away from him. And in a way? So did Banner. He frowned a little, watching Steve, before the corners of his lips turned up.

"Even if they were back, you deserve a night off. They take one whenever they want, huh? Where's my pants... Never mind, got them."

He was dressed a few minutes later but that didn't mean that Tony wasn't lingering. He found the thought strange. "Or tonight..?"

"Not necessarily whenever they want, but they're on official leave right now," Steve explains and technically he's on leave too but he doesn't have anywhere to go, not with Sam out chasing Bucky leads. He tracks down his own pants, just so he looks a little proper when Tony leaves and he raises an eyebrow at the offer.

He can hardly turn it down. "I wouldn't mind but I'm not sure they'll be able to have a jet ready for me."

"Whenever they do," Tony smirked, shimmying into his jeans. "You know where I'll be." Steve could just take the two hour ride by bike if he wanted to as well but the quinjet would be quicker.

Tony dressed slowly. He had to crawl under the sofa for a kicked away shoe. And maybe he was stalling.

Was it wrong to like kissing someone so much?

"I do," he nodded, still watching Tony and that wasn't helping him in the erection department. Steve was convinced he did it on purpose.

"I can bring the equipment to the Tower instead," he offered, since he didn't know how long it would take. "We won't need it right away."

He crossed to the table by the door to pick up his phone and called down to tell them to ready a jet for him. He was pleasantly surprised to hear it would only be an hour.

Tony wasn't expecting something so soon, but he did tell Steve whenever. It wasn't going to give him a whole lot of time to think... But hey, thems the breaks. And it was probably better if he didn't stop to think too much. He'd enjoyed the against the wall make out...a lot. Too much. To have Steve on his own turf would be a lot easier.

He pulled on his shoes and finally did up his fly before glancing over his shoulder. "Friday will let you in," he said, not lingering.

That was another game...to make them want more. What had he gotten himself into?

Steve might be a little stir crazy. He didn't expect a jet so soon either but they probably thought he needed to get out as much as he did at this point.

He was enjoying himself. No doubt about it. Steve nodded, "I'll be there." He watches Tony leave wishing just a little that he had kissed him again and goes for the shower. He didn't need to be sporting anything when he went down to get the jet.

It was actually two hours before the jet was ready and loaded with the equipment. Steve sent ahead his arrival time and took off, letting the AI fly. Sitting here thinking about it for two hours was a terrible idea too, so he worked to distract himself and was relieved when the Tower came into sight.

It wasn't that Tony had forgotten about Steve... He had just gotten distracted. Tony hadn't showered. He still smelled like wings and like Steve himself. He was busy in the lab checking out a ping from surveillance about where Bruce might be.

Friday let him know that Steve had landed a few moments after it happened and Tony blinked. Where had the time gone? "Send him down," he started, before catching himself. "No. Prepare a scotch, neat. And send him to my bedroom."

Tony needed to take his shot and then he would join the blond somewhere comfortable. It did mean that Steve would be left waiting another few minutes.

Steve hung out a moment to help unload some of the equipment and thanked Friday when she directed him toward Tony's room. He didn't know that he expected to go straight there but okay, he could work with it. He took off his shoes and neatly set them out of the way, then opted to sit in one of the chairs in the room.

It left him staring at the bed which was a much better size than his. He couldn't agree with that more. He didn't mind waiting. He just didn't know what to do with the time.

Tony saw the shoes first. His throat and chest burned pleasantly from the alcohol. He couldn't spy the captain where he was seated from the hallway and so Tony took the time to take his shoes off as well, undo the button on his jeans, and remove his shirt.

He hadn't missed Steve. He was too busy to think about it. But he was still excited.

When he strode into the room, he set his hands on his hips. "You made it, huh? Now, where were we?"

He was doing his best just to be relaxed and his gaze shifted to Tony when he came in. Steve inhaled as his eyes raked over the man and then stood, already removing his own shirt.

"We were to the part you didn't want to get rug burn," he said with a small grin, hands moving to his own pants.

There was something really, weirdly sexy that they were undressing themselves, as if for sleep. They weren't fumbling. They were approaching this in a sort of taciturn way that only two people use to war of many sorts might. It was refreshing. Tony knew that might not be a popular opinion, not at all romantic, but why should bedding Steve be like bedding a woman he didn't know?

It seemed unfair to everyone to have that sort of expectation.

Tony removed everything. Jeans. Captain America boxers. Socks. He crawled into bed as he had seen many women do for him, something he found really turned him on to see, something he found really turned him on to do.

"Right. Rug burn. No danger of that here."

It was sexy. It made him feel like they were on even ground here. They were strong in their own ways. It didn't have to be romantic. They weren't to that point yet, if they ever would be.

He shoved down his own pants and watched as Tony went a step further. Steve eyes trailed downward. Nice. Very nice. He was definitely turned on now.

The soldier peeled himself out of his boxer briefs and he was already half hard, just from watching the man crawl onto the bed.

"Good, we can't have that," he chuckled lightly and then he crawled on the bed to join him, his muscles standing out as he moved.

Tony met him half way, hand finding Steve's shoulder before he leaned under his chin to kiss him. It wasn't exactly hesitant but he was taking his time, feeling out the super solider. They last time they had done this was hot and heavy but they were on Tony's home turf. They could take their time.

"So," he said, drawing Steve to him. "When's leave up?"

He didn't mind if they took their time. It might work out better for them that way. Steve let Tony kiss his chin without complaint and then shifted, returning the kiss with one to the man's cheek. He followed the older man's lead as he was drawn down to the bed.

"Three days, though I expect everyone back in two and a half."

"Ja--" No. JARVIS was gone. "Friday, set a reminder for 45 hours," Tony murmured, pressing Steve down to the bed before he leaned down over him. It seemed ambitious, to set themselves a time, for Tony to block out the full remainder of Steve's leave for himself, but they were both lonely and though they evidently still had some equipment to fix, Tony was in no rush to get to it.

He wanted to feel hands on him. He wanted to have someone lavish attention on him that he didn't pay to do it.

"Yes, Boss!"

He raised an eyebrow but he didn't have any protests. All he had for Tony was a teasing grin, "Seems a little ambitious, don't you think?" If Tony was going to call him old, he was going to return the favor. He couldn't help himself.

Steve let the man pin him to the bed easily. He wasn't in any hurry for the equipment either. He was pretty distracted by Tony at the moment.

"I'm not keeping you here," Tony grinned. "I'm just setting a reminder that you have to go back in case you lose track of time." Ooooh yes. Tony did think very highly of his skill. He pulled one of Steve's hands to his ribs, to his hip.

Tony pressed his mouth to Steve's. He rutted himself ever so slightly down against the blond, encouraging him part his lips so that he could taste him more deeply. The full skin contact had his heart beating a little quicker. Tony might be a little slower to rise than his young, twenty-something bedmate but that didn't mean that he wasn't filling out between his legs too.

"Well in that case, let's see if you can make me lose track," Steve smiled, more than willing and he moved his hands as Tony directed. He might not be incredibly experienced but he knew what felt good and they did pretty well the first time around.

He spread his legs to make it easier for Tony to fit against him and groaned slightly into the kiss. His body was definitely remembering their little bit of fun from earlier. He wasn't going to have a problem in the growing department.

Like this, Tony knew exactly what he was doing. Steve might have some anatomical issues that Tony wasn't use to dealing with but a little improvising never hurt anyone. He didn't mind taking charge. He didn't know how adept Steve was at any of this, and he'd been making a fool of himself all day teasing an interested man about being in his bed so he probably owed him.

It was a little different cupping him without his jeans on and as Tony's hand wrapped around warm, hard skin, he paused, Steve's tongue still in his mouth.

"Holy shit...how do you walk?"

He wasn't very adept at actually doing this. Steve knew how it worked and obviously, the age of the Internet made it incredibly easy to find porn, so he was generally educated but he also knew that wasn't necessarily how things worked in the real world.

If Tony wanted him to take charge, he probably could, but there would inevitably be some fumbling. Next time, if there was a next time, he would know what he was doing.

Steve groaned softly as Tony took him in hand. He blinked a little at the question and then huffed a laugh, trying desperately to keep a blush from his face. "Well it's not like it's up and ready all the time," he mumbled.

There Tony. There was some of the awkwardness you expected.

"The only important thing is that it's up and ready now," Tony agreed, trying to give Steve a good handjob from an angle he wasn't even remotely use to. When he jerked himself off, he approached from the other way, thumb heading up rather than down. Well, he was an inventor. He could do this.

A few good pulls later, kissing Steve to suck in moans, Tony let him go just so he could lean across his bed for his nightstand. The good lube was there, it would make the whole process that much easier. He was fully erect now himself, cock tracing Steve's stomach and thigh as he laid down against him and felt the muscles of his abs contract in pleasure.

The stroking was a little awkward but for a man that had done it himself for the majority of his life--it was a welcome change. His hips shifted upward, trying to control the pace, and failing. It'd been a long time since he fumbled around with anyone.

He moaned into the kissing, hands dragging against Tony's side and down his back, just touching because he could.

Steve panted lightly as he watched Tony go for lube and he wet his lips, reaching for the man's erection as he settled down beside him again. He was curious --he couldn't help himself--and he hummed in approval at what he found. He gave the man several firm strokes of his own before letting go.

"So what are we going to use all this space for?" He asked with a tease and a glint in his blue eyes.

Post AoU for starkingenuity

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