Tony had a way of looking lost and vulnerable and about to shoot your dick off at the same time. His eyes watered as he nodded, lips pressed together. "I haven't seen those boots in weeks," he said as if complaining. Standing, he sprinted back towards where his armor was. It would take him less time than Steve to get ready...
His Sentinel basically had to pour himself into that uniform of his.
Not that Tony minded. And FitzSimmons didn't seem to mind either as they watched him flex his muscles until that tight navy blue uniform vacu-sucked itself to his chest. "Careful," Tony said, striding towards the Sentinel. "This one is mine, kids. Can I give you a lift, Cap?"
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Date: 2015-11-15 11:25 pm (UTC)Tony had a way of looking lost and vulnerable and about to shoot your dick off at the same time. His eyes watered as he nodded, lips pressed together. "I haven't seen those boots in weeks," he said as if complaining. Standing, he sprinted back towards where his armor was. It would take him less time than Steve to get ready...
His Sentinel basically had to pour himself into that uniform of his.
Not that Tony minded. And FitzSimmons didn't seem to mind either as they watched him flex his muscles until that tight navy blue uniform vacu-sucked itself to his chest. "Careful," Tony said, striding towards the Sentinel. "This one is mine, kids. Can I give you a lift, Cap?"