Sentinel/Guide AU for starkingenuity

[starspangledspandex]

Things have been going remarkably well between them. Even if the beginning was somewhat rocky, their compatibility was obvious and not just to them. Steve was old-fashioned and though his instincts made it clear what they wanted, he did things the "right" way. There were dates and gifts and just general wooing. They talked about it and they were ready.

He smiled at Tony, watching him as he worked and couldn't stand it anymore. "Tonight," he said, then added, for clarity, "We should bond tonight."

Maybe not the most romantic proposal but he figured he shouldn't smother Tony in it anyway or the man would get sick of it. No the rarity made it special.

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[starkingenuity]

Okay. Ouch. Tony dropped the glass as he was slammed into and dragged down, hitting his head on the floor hard enough to see stars. The last time Steve had been on top of him like this, they had been bonding and the nest had been nice and soft and wonderful.

He groaned at the weight pressing into him but at least it got him into contact with the Sentinel. Skin on skin contact was instantly possible and though he was having spotted vision at the moment, he worked through the worst of it and slipped his fingers into Steve's hair.

The Soldier dented his hand on the metal plating but Tony tried to press his will and all of his emotion into his Sentinel.

"Remember me, Cap, if only for a moment!"

[starspangledspandex]

He drew back his fist, prepared to smash it into Tony's face, but the man managed to interrupt him. The Captain inhaled sharply at the rush of emotions that are shoved into him. His gaze went almost blank while his head tried to sort itself out. He remembered the man's touch. The feel of him beneath him. Bonding?

The Captain shuddered, overwhelmed and he was shaking as he drew his fist back again. He could only remember bits and pieces, quick flashes, but it wasn't allowed. Now they were going to hurt him. Hurt the Soldier. His breath quickened, eyes actually afraid and this was his target. He was supposed to kill him. If he killed him, maybe they wouldn't be unhappy.

He jerked back, away and off of Tony, his hands raising to the sides of his head. "No. No, they'll... they'll..."