Post AoU for starkingenuity

[starspangledspandex]

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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[starspangledspandex]

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.

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"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.

[starspangledspandex]

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.

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"Patience," Tony groaned, already missing the presence of the hand on him. He knelt over Steve, straddling one tight and muscled thigh as he dribbled lube onto his hand and, tossing the bottle aside for later use, grabbed Steve and himself up in his doubled grasp.

This he remembered from boarding school, boys trotting each other in some sort of mutual masturbatory need to experiment with themselves and each other.

This was no different. Tony needed some sort of conquest, a physical connection he had been lacking since Pepper had been subjected to Extremis. And Steve was willing.

Very willing, really.

"And it really... It depends on what you're... You're into."

[starspangledspandex]

Steve didn't always have legendary amounts of patience. He couldn't help that Tony had been teasing him all day. His stamina probably was better overall but that didn't mean he had it built up either. It required practice.

He groaned even more deeply when Tony grabbed them both. His hips jerked upward into the man's hand and he pulled the older man down into another needy kiss.

Very willing. He needed to feel like he existed, like he wasn't alone and this was a good way to do just that.

"This a... bad time to tell you... I don't know?"

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Leaning over Steve with big hands on his shoulders and hip and the friction of their cocks sliding against each other leaving him breathless, Tony blinked somewhat unabashedly at the man beneath him.

"So you are a virgin... Would it be rude to cash in on the bet I made to Barton right now?" he teased, grinning.

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The friction made him moan again and his hands tightened, then relaxed, as he fought the urge to quicken the pace. Handjobs in the dark he knew, sometimes blowjobs, but nothing like this. There was always a risk but the more involved the act, the worse it would have been for someone to happen upon you and Steve would admit to liking this century better than his own just for its openness.

"Just because I don't have much experience doesn't necessarily mean I'm a virgin," Steve pointed out.

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"No," Tony agreed, trying to keep himself together here. His hand slowed teasingly. "But are you? How many people have you put it in?"

It was t a personal question while they were like this. Don't be bashful.

"How many people put it in you?"

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Of course Tony would ask. He should have known better than to assume that it would just slip on by.

Steve couldn't help but be a little bashful. After his protest, he felt a little silly as he mumbled, "No, I am. It was too dangerous to do more than, well, this--" his hips moved pointedly. "Back during the war."

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Tony laughed, not maliciously, just because they were having this conversation while he was jerking them both off, their legs were tangled together, and they were more or less breathing in what the other exhaled.

"Even with the dames?" Tony had assumed Steve and that sweet little piece Peggy Carter had been more than just a couple of wistful eye gazers. He didn't wait for an answer before he asked something else, letting them both go to fondle Steve's balls. "What do you think about when you do this yourself?"

[starspangledspandex]

Yeah, it was very distracting and it left him without an escape unless he wanted to give up the feeling of the man rubbing against him. He didn't so he was stuck, breath quickening slightly and it was hard to follow the man's line of thought.

Steve appreciated skipping over Peggy. He didn't want to talk about her. He never actually did more than make out with a few dames.

For a moment, he let himself drift in the pleasure and considered whether he wanted to talk about it. The idea made his cheeks color so instead he shot back, "What do you think about?"

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Tony knew the tactic. Boardroom drama often resorted to this. He was fine with setting the parameters. In fact, he generally preferred to. "I think I'm going to fuck you," Tony whispered, still grinning, lips inches away from Steve as slick fingers delved to places he doubted anyone had ever been before. "Because if you fuck me we might end up with doctors and questions."

Yeah. That? That wouldn't fit. Or it would hurt. And he wasn't interested in that at all.

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His breath caught just hearing the words and he wondered, briefly, if that was actually what the man thought about. He had Captain America underwear for pete's sake. Steve nodded, sounded like a good idea to him and spread his legs further so Tony could stretch him open.

He moaned again, panting as he was opened up and it was an unfamiliar sensation but not an unwelcome one, particularly when Tony pressed just right. Pleasure spiked through him and he actually whimpered in need.

"Tony, do it," he panted, big hands sliding over every inch of the man he could reach and he tried to pull him closer, pull him in.

On the other hand, he was sure he would fit but it would require patience which was something neither of them really had at the moment.

[starkingenuity]

What's patience? That made no sense. Tony never had patience. He whined if he was forced to wait.

He did take a few moments to slick Steve up first. The begging was a nice touch, a really nice touch, but if he was too quick, there was the potential that super powered Steve Rogers could still put him through a wall. He didn't want that.

"On your knees then, soldier," Tony said, his voice thick with lust.

Steve might be flexible but there was still an easy way to do this.

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Honestly, he didn't want his first time to be a bad experience either so even if he wasn't being terribly patient at the moment, he understood the need to at least take it a little slow.

Orders were nice. Definitely. Tony was hitting buttons he didn't even know existed. What he thought about when he did this was someone taking control, full control, from him. Manhandling him, pinning him down, giving him orders. He gave enough of them himself that sometimes he wanted to not be responsible for what happened.

He shifted without protest to his knees, his erection thick and heavy and already dropping as he turned over. He presented himself to Tony and did his best to relax.

"How's this?" He breathed, eyes glittering as he teased him.

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Men and women looked more or less the same from behind and that helped. Of course, Steve didn't have the curves Tony associated with women. And there was something more between his legs, but it wasn't an issue. Not right now. He'd gotten over it with the whole jerking off thing.

Tony moved his hands up Steve's spine and took hold of his hips. He tugged him back and down, Tony was on the short side after all. When they were lined up, he tried to be a little more patient with probing with his fingers but, honestly, he couldn't help but move the process along a little.

Needless to say, condoms were involved. Tony was gentle, but hurried just the same. It wasn't until he found himself buried in a newly deflowered Captain America that he could finally breathe.

He missed the heat of another person.

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He pressed back into Tony's hands, incredibly responsive, and shifted as he was directed. Steve was big all over and he knew it. He was more than willing to adapt to what Tony needed to make this work.

Condoms were fine by him. He couldn't say he was clean but he didn't think it was an issue either.

His hands tightened in the sheets as Tony took him, stretching him in ways his fingers just didn't and he shifted slightly to adjust to the fullness. It felt good and his quiet groan would relay that to the older man.

[starkingenuity]

Sex was always a little good, even when it was bad. This was far from bad. Tony's brows furrowed as he leaned over Steve, not long enough in the torso to pressed his hand against the wall over his head, but he didn't need that much leverage. Steve's voice was a good encouragement and perhaps his natural toughness lowered the wait time for Tony to just let himself go.

He tilted back his head, skin slapping skin as he sheathed himself home inside of the lovely blond for a good two dozen thrusts. Pressing his knee to the underside of Steve's, Tony shifted the positions when he needed a moment to keep himself from breaking so soon. He left the Captain on his side and pulled his legs apart, resting one on his shoulder.

It gave him a deeper thrust and Tony took it, panting as he watched Steve's face.

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Definitely far from bad, though Steve didn't have anything to compare it to, he was definitely enjoying himself. He rocked back against the thrusts, moaning and grunting encouragements. It burned a little at first but it didn't hurt and Steve didn't protest, he just took it.

He kept his hands away from himself even though it was definitely tempting to add stroking to the mix. If he did, he knew he wouldn't last and he wanted more.

Steve let himself be maneuvered into another position easily. He was flexible and it was no trouble at all to rest his leg on Tony's shoulder, not when the man could push so much deeper. His mouth fell open, eyes hazy with pleasure as they watched the older man's face back and he couldn't do much in the way meeting the thrusts but he did what he could.

"Tony--" he moaned again, though he really didn't have anything else to say.

[starkingenuity]

Though it might seem like a dick move (pun probably intended), Tony was going to take care of himself first. He liked working his partners up, he liked it when they were always on the edge and blind with need, whining and gasping even as he came. He didn't bother to warn Steve. He took the blond's hand from the sheets and pressed it to his own chest so that he could feel those massive hands on his skin.

And he kept eye contact right up to and including when he broke. As he was groaning, as he was filling the tip of the condom, Tony reached between Steve's spread legs and jerked him off as quickly as he could, trying to get him to spasm around his cock just as he finished orgasming.

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Maybe it was, but it felt fantastic, so again Steve didn't complain. He just whined and moaned, other hand scrabbling at the sheets as he tried get enough stimulation to send himself over the edge. He moved his hand against Tony's chest and watched him as he finally tipped over.

He inhaled, groaning as the other man took him in hand and he jerked his hips, desperate for his own release. It didn't take much before Steve was arching, clamping down around Tony as he spilled himself and moaned. His hips twitched instinctively before he settled against the bed, panting and trying to catch his breath.

[starkingenuity]

That's what he had needed. Every moment of it from that morning's call to fix equipment to right now when he grabbed some tissues to wipe off his hand, pull out of his Captain and collapse next to him on the bed was everything he'd needed.

Tony looked over the edge of his shoulder and Steve and, bending his arm at the elbow, rested his knuckles against the wide expanse of muscular chest. Half of his mouth curled into a smile.

"Did you have any idea how sexy you are? No. I'm being serious. Shit."

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He smiled in return, raising one hand to press against Tony's briefly, before he dropped it again.

"I have some idea," he told him with a smile. "Though I try not to think about it too much." It made him a little uncomfortable. He was still used to being that skinny kid from Brooklyn sometimes. "But I'm glad you like what you see."

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"What I felt wasn't bad either," Tony chuckled and closed his eyes. He was exhausted for a variety of reasons. The dreams Wanda left him with hadn't let him sleep much at all. But he felt... Better.

Maybe that was normal after mind blowing sex. He wasn't going to argue the point. Tony flopped over on his side, studying Steve for a few long moments. He wasn't really a cuddler.

"Up for a nap?"

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He huffed out a laugh and he wasn't in the mood to go anywhere. He was probably going to be sore later. It was something he hadn't experienced but he felt like it would be a good reminder of Tony and it wouldn't last long either. He healed quickly.

Steve studied him back and nodded, "I could definitely use a nap."

Tony wasn't the only one not sleeping well. He was typically a cuddler but if that wasn't in the older man's interests, he would deal.