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storiesimadeupTitle: Five Times Tony Hugged Steve and One Time Steve Hugged Tony (With His Penis)
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Word Count: 2100
Rating: R
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aggybird said, "but seriously, just write 5 times Tony hugged Steve and one time Steve hugged Tony, okay? Hugged him with his penis." I aim to please.
Notes: I have a lot of Avengers feelings. Then there's this. Thanks toneros_violin for the speedy beta. Remaining mistakes are mine, etc. etc.
Five Times Tony Hugged Steve and One Time Steve Hugged Tony (With His Penis)
1.
It's not so much of a hug as it is the easiest way for Iron Man to get Captain America from point A to point B when they get cut off from the rest of the team.
There really isn't an easy way to carry someone in the Iron Man suit. It was not designed as a passenger vehicle, let alone one for 6 plus feet of beefcake super-soldier, so Tony has to improvise. It is mostly awkward, truth be told. Steve is holding on tight enough that Tony could probably use both hands to steer, but he keeps a steadying arm around Steve's waist anyway.
The wolf-whistle Clint gives them as they land is cut off by an elbow to the gut, courtesy Natasha, who is undoubtedly always looking for an excuse. Tony makes sure Steve has both feet on the ground before he lets go, and Steve gives him a weirdly sheepish grin as he thanks him.
Tony decides that he ought to modify the suit to provide some sort of hand-hold for such situations in the future, but somehow it happens five more times before he gets around to it.
2.
Once upon a time, Tony thought he had some sort of death wish. The whole "slowly being poisoned by the thing keeping him alive" situation made him fairly morbid for awhile. As his number of superhero near-death experiences increases, however, Tony starts to realize that he is pretty fond of being alive, thank you very much.
In light of this revelation, he can hardly be blamed for his actions upon waking up (alive again, awesome) in the hospital with only a few cracked ribs to show for their latest battle.
Furthermore, it is really not his fault that Steve is the one who is in the room at the time. If Bruce, or Clint, or Natasha had been there... Okay, probably not Natasha, because he's not entirely sure what she'd do, but Tony would've done the same with pretty much anyone else.
The point is, between the drugs they've been giving him (good ones, whatever they are, and Tony should know), the joy of actually waking up, victory over their enemies and so on, it's not that weird for him to sit up and pull Steve into a careful hug. It's life-affirming is what it is. It certainly doesn't warrant the bewildered look Steve gives him when he sits back down.
Tony is almost certain the part where Steve continues to hold his hand after that is a drug-induced hallucination. He really needs to find out what they're giving him.
3.
Living with the Avengers is essentially a non-stop learning curve. They all have their own little... Tony will go with "quirks" for the sake of team harmony. For a while, everyone is overly cautious around each other, polite in a way that is particularly creepy considering the people involved. Except for Steve, of course, who is actually polite as, like, a full-time thing. Then familiarity sets in, and things start to go sideways.
Sure, he probably could have divined that a drinking contest with Thor would be a bad idea without ever testing the theory, but where was the fun in that?
Rather than thinking "bad idea" when Thor threw down the challenge, Tony's main thought had been directed towards his liver; This is what we've been training our whole lives for, buddy.
It doesn't go well
Clint, Natasha, and Bruce seem content to leave Tony in the pathetic state Thor has reduced him to, and Tony spends a significant portion of the evening under the table before Steve finds him.
"Don't drink with gods," Tony advises as Steve hauls him to his feet. He pats Steve's chest and decides, "You'd probably get away with it, huh?" The idea strikes him as sad, somehow, and Tony clings to Steve, presses his face against his neck and laments the fact that he is not a god like everyone else.
Life is so unfair.
Tony is vaguely aware of Steve patting his back and saying things that are undoubtedly comforting and way more decent than Tony probably deserves. Steve is a benevolent god. Stairs happen without Tony's consent and then there is a bed that Tony maybe accidentally pulls Steve onto when he flops down because he's not quite ready to be done holding him yet.
"You should probably sleep now," Steve says. His face is right there in front of Tony. It's a good face.
"They should make Captain America teddy bears," Tony replies. Wait, no, scratch that. If Tony can't sleep with Captain America, nobody else gets to either. He pats Steve's chest. "You're my favorite god."
"I'm not a god, Tony."
Tony snorts, because how stupid does Steve think he is?
Steve is decent enough not to bring it up the next day. Tony is not disappointed, just hungover.
4.
Randomly, Steve starts disappearing in the mansion, wandering off by himself for long periods of time, and nobody knows where he is. So, reasonably, Tony decides to follow him one day. He is entirely capable of being stealth when necessary.
They end up in a part of the house that Tony hadn't bothered to renovate, in a ballroom that he'd quite honestly forgotten existed. Steve doesn't do anything once he gets there, just sort of hovers in the doorway like a weirdo.
"None of the boys will ask you to dance if you hide all the way in the back," Tony says, making Steve jump, which is awesome.
"Tony, I, uh-- Sorry, I just." He shrugs and quits talking. Probably because he's not sure what he's apologizing for.
"I forgot about this place. The scene of many a boring party in my youth."
"It's a beautiful room," Steve says politely. "Did you actually have, you know, dances here?"
Tony raises an eyebrow. He's always associated the ballroom with boring childhood lessons and obligation parties. "There was dancing, I guess. I spent a lot of time hiding."
"People don't really dance nowadays, do they?" Steve rubs the back of his neck and Tony tries to figure out what he could possibly be thinking. "I guess it is sort of old fashioned." He sounds so wistful, a little forlorn in a way that seems fundamentally wrong. Captain America will not be sad on Tony's watch.
"Would you care to dance, Captain?" Tony is cautious in asking. He's not entirely sure that's what Steve is getting at and Tony doesn't like not being sure. Steve gives him a startled look, but doesn't seem adverse to the idea. "Jarvis, something slow and Cap-era appropriate."
He holds out his hand, has a disorienting moment of nervousness that Steve won't take it, but he does.
"I'm not actually a great dancer," Steve confesses.
"Then I'll lead."
Steve laughs and actually does let him lead. It's nice. It's ridiculously nice, actually. Jarvis throws in some mood lighting with the music and after the first few minutes the dancing turns into more of a swaying hug.
Even with Steve's abs of steel and perfectly- sculpted chest, dancing with him is like being wrapped in a warm fluffy blanket of affection and sepia-toned nostalgia. Somehow, in a world full of predictable patterns, he always ends up being exactly the opposite of what Tony expects. The man shouldn't exist; everything about him is an anomaly. At any given point in time, there is nothing in the world as improbable as Steve Rogers.
It's something Tony finds incredibly attractive.
Then, because Tony has done more than his fair share of bare-assing the universe, the Avengers alarm goes off and Jarvis cuts in to tell them that there is a "robot situation" happening in Central Park.
Steve still says, "Thanks for the dance" as they break apart, because he's Steve, and if there is a higher power in the universe, it is having a damn good time at Tony Stark's expense.
5.
The "robot situation" is far more dangerous than it has any right to be, and Tony finds that Steve's near-death experiences are far more upsetting than his own. As soon as Steve starts breathing again, Tony pulls him up, clutches him to his chest because that needs to never happen again ever.
He loosens his grip a little when he realizes he has Steve's face smashed against his armor and apologizes. Tony is determined to get Steve to the hospital, but Steve swears up and down that he's fine, and Tony only relents when Steve promises to let Jarvis check him out for any injuries, because Tony honestly trusts Jarvis more than doctors at this point.
Once Jarvis gives Steve an official clean bill of health, (and Tony is out of his armor) Tony gives Steve another fierce hug then stops talking to him for a week, because seriously, what the fuck did he think he was doing?
1.
Steve walks into the workshop, so Tony and Jarivs will definitely be having another conversation about the finer points of the silent treatment.
"Still not talking to you," Tony tells him.
Steve smiles like Tony has said something particularly charming and, if Tony were talking to him, he would tell him that isn't the way to endear himself. But Tony isn't talking to him, so Steve will just have to figure it out on his own.
"I thought maybe you'd want some dinner, or coffee or something."
He's on the right track now at least, but Tony continues to ignore him.
"I'm sorry if I scared you," Steve says. "I don't suppose it'd help if I reminded you of the time you ended up in the hospital with three cracked ribs?"
Tony hardly sees the connection.
Steve walks over to where Tony is working in order to grossly invade his personal space, apparently.
"Hey, come on," Steve says nudging his shoulder. "You can't ignore me forever."
Tony throws down the part he's holding and Dummy flinches, the big drama queen. "You don't get it, do you?" Tony pokes him in the chest. "You're Captain America. You aren't supposed to break. You don't get to break, okay?"
Steve has the audacity to look like he's trying not to laugh. "Oh, Tony," he finally says. "I get it more than you realize." He bends down and kisses Tony then, and Tony is willing to concede that, yeah, actually, he probably does get it. Tony has always had certain, willful blind spots.
Tony's current project - which he threatens is Dummy's replacement, but is actually an archery practice bot for Clint - gets sacrificed on the altar of their urgency and Tony finds himself stretched out on his work table pinned under Steve's bulk which is fulfilling, like, at least eight different fantasies right there.
He pulls at Steve's shirt, tugging it over his head in the most awkward way possible, but that's okay because there is Steve's naked chest and it's as glorious as Tony has imagined it would be. The pants take a little more coordination, and Tony feels a brief stab of disappointment that Steve's enhanced abilities do not include getting naked faster than a normal person is capable of.
Nakedness does happen, though, so Tony doesn't complain. Instead he grabs Steve's ass -- Dear God Steve's Ass -- and hauls him closer. There is skin-to-skin contact and it's so fantastic Tony nearly blacks out from how unbelievably awesome his life has just become.
There are so many things Tony wants to do. He has a whole Dewy Decimal classified list of the dirty things he wants to do to/with/on/around Steve but he can't call a single one to mind at the moment, can't even get his limbs to cooperate beyond getting Steve closer and there is the vague notion in the back of his mind that, yes, Tony really is going to go at their first sexual encounter like some crazed octopus man, his arms and legs wrapped around Steve, allowing for nothing beyond some (admittedly fantastic) writhing and grinding.
Luckily, Steve seems more than willing to go with it, and ultimately neither of them last that long anyway. Tony decides that was really more of getting-the-edge-off thing and tells Steve that neither of them have anything to be embarrassed about.
Steve looks confused by the statement, and when he rolls onto his side, he pulls Tony with him, honest-to-God cuddles Tony to his chest. For whatever reason, the idea of Captain America as a teddy bear pops into Tony's head. He shakes the thought away and wraps his arm around Steve's waist. "Seriously, though," he mumbles against Steve's chest. "Give me like five minutes. Ten minutes tops." They should probably move before that because of the stickiness factor, but oh well.
"Whatever you say, Tony," Steve says, hugging him closer.
True scientific fact: Tony Stark's silent treatment has a 99.9% success rate.
THE END
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Word Count: 2100
Rating: R
Summary:
aggybird said, "but seriously, just write 5 times Tony hugged Steve and one time Steve hugged Tony, okay? Hugged him with his penis." I aim to please.Notes: I have a lot of Avengers feelings. Then there's this. Thanks to
neros_violin for the speedy beta. Remaining mistakes are mine, etc. etc.It's not so much of a hug as it is the easiest way for Iron Man to get Captain America from point A to point B when they get cut off from the rest of the team.
There really isn't an easy way to carry someone in the Iron Man suit. It was not designed as a passenger vehicle, let alone one for 6 plus feet of beefcake super-soldier, so Tony has to improvise. It is mostly awkward, truth be told. Steve is holding on tight enough that Tony could probably use both hands to steer, but he keeps a steadying arm around Steve's waist anyway.
The wolf-whistle Clint gives them as they land is cut off by an elbow to the gut, courtesy Natasha, who is undoubtedly always looking for an excuse. Tony makes sure Steve has both feet on the ground before he lets go, and Steve gives him a weirdly sheepish grin as he thanks him.
Tony decides that he ought to modify the suit to provide some sort of hand-hold for such situations in the future, but somehow it happens five more times before he gets around to it.
Once upon a time, Tony thought he had some sort of death wish. The whole "slowly being poisoned by the thing keeping him alive" situation made him fairly morbid for awhile. As his number of superhero near-death experiences increases, however, Tony starts to realize that he is pretty fond of being alive, thank you very much.
In light of this revelation, he can hardly be blamed for his actions upon waking up (alive again, awesome) in the hospital with only a few cracked ribs to show for their latest battle.
Furthermore, it is really not his fault that Steve is the one who is in the room at the time. If Bruce, or Clint, or Natasha had been there... Okay, probably not Natasha, because he's not entirely sure what she'd do, but Tony would've done the same with pretty much anyone else.
The point is, between the drugs they've been giving him (good ones, whatever they are, and Tony should know), the joy of actually waking up, victory over their enemies and so on, it's not that weird for him to sit up and pull Steve into a careful hug. It's life-affirming is what it is. It certainly doesn't warrant the bewildered look Steve gives him when he sits back down.
Tony is almost certain the part where Steve continues to hold his hand after that is a drug-induced hallucination. He really needs to find out what they're giving him.
Living with the Avengers is essentially a non-stop learning curve. They all have their own little... Tony will go with "quirks" for the sake of team harmony. For a while, everyone is overly cautious around each other, polite in a way that is particularly creepy considering the people involved. Except for Steve, of course, who is actually polite as, like, a full-time thing. Then familiarity sets in, and things start to go sideways.
Sure, he probably could have divined that a drinking contest with Thor would be a bad idea without ever testing the theory, but where was the fun in that?
Rather than thinking "bad idea" when Thor threw down the challenge, Tony's main thought had been directed towards his liver; This is what we've been training our whole lives for, buddy.
It doesn't go well
Clint, Natasha, and Bruce seem content to leave Tony in the pathetic state Thor has reduced him to, and Tony spends a significant portion of the evening under the table before Steve finds him.
"Don't drink with gods," Tony advises as Steve hauls him to his feet. He pats Steve's chest and decides, "You'd probably get away with it, huh?" The idea strikes him as sad, somehow, and Tony clings to Steve, presses his face against his neck and laments the fact that he is not a god like everyone else.
Life is so unfair.
Tony is vaguely aware of Steve patting his back and saying things that are undoubtedly comforting and way more decent than Tony probably deserves. Steve is a benevolent god. Stairs happen without Tony's consent and then there is a bed that Tony maybe accidentally pulls Steve onto when he flops down because he's not quite ready to be done holding him yet.
"You should probably sleep now," Steve says. His face is right there in front of Tony. It's a good face.
"They should make Captain America teddy bears," Tony replies. Wait, no, scratch that. If Tony can't sleep with Captain America, nobody else gets to either. He pats Steve's chest. "You're my favorite god."
"I'm not a god, Tony."
Tony snorts, because how stupid does Steve think he is?
Steve is decent enough not to bring it up the next day. Tony is not disappointed, just hungover.
Randomly, Steve starts disappearing in the mansion, wandering off by himself for long periods of time, and nobody knows where he is. So, reasonably, Tony decides to follow him one day. He is entirely capable of being stealth when necessary.
They end up in a part of the house that Tony hadn't bothered to renovate, in a ballroom that he'd quite honestly forgotten existed. Steve doesn't do anything once he gets there, just sort of hovers in the doorway like a weirdo.
"None of the boys will ask you to dance if you hide all the way in the back," Tony says, making Steve jump, which is awesome.
"Tony, I, uh-- Sorry, I just." He shrugs and quits talking. Probably because he's not sure what he's apologizing for.
"I forgot about this place. The scene of many a boring party in my youth."
"It's a beautiful room," Steve says politely. "Did you actually have, you know, dances here?"
Tony raises an eyebrow. He's always associated the ballroom with boring childhood lessons and obligation parties. "There was dancing, I guess. I spent a lot of time hiding."
"People don't really dance nowadays, do they?" Steve rubs the back of his neck and Tony tries to figure out what he could possibly be thinking. "I guess it is sort of old fashioned." He sounds so wistful, a little forlorn in a way that seems fundamentally wrong. Captain America will not be sad on Tony's watch.
"Would you care to dance, Captain?" Tony is cautious in asking. He's not entirely sure that's what Steve is getting at and Tony doesn't like not being sure. Steve gives him a startled look, but doesn't seem adverse to the idea. "Jarvis, something slow and Cap-era appropriate."
He holds out his hand, has a disorienting moment of nervousness that Steve won't take it, but he does.
"I'm not actually a great dancer," Steve confesses.
"Then I'll lead."
Steve laughs and actually does let him lead. It's nice. It's ridiculously nice, actually. Jarvis throws in some mood lighting with the music and after the first few minutes the dancing turns into more of a swaying hug.
Even with Steve's abs of steel and perfectly- sculpted chest, dancing with him is like being wrapped in a warm fluffy blanket of affection and sepia-toned nostalgia. Somehow, in a world full of predictable patterns, he always ends up being exactly the opposite of what Tony expects. The man shouldn't exist; everything about him is an anomaly. At any given point in time, there is nothing in the world as improbable as Steve Rogers.
It's something Tony finds incredibly attractive.
Then, because Tony has done more than his fair share of bare-assing the universe, the Avengers alarm goes off and Jarvis cuts in to tell them that there is a "robot situation" happening in Central Park.
Steve still says, "Thanks for the dance" as they break apart, because he's Steve, and if there is a higher power in the universe, it is having a damn good time at Tony Stark's expense.
The "robot situation" is far more dangerous than it has any right to be, and Tony finds that Steve's near-death experiences are far more upsetting than his own. As soon as Steve starts breathing again, Tony pulls him up, clutches him to his chest because that needs to never happen again ever.
He loosens his grip a little when he realizes he has Steve's face smashed against his armor and apologizes. Tony is determined to get Steve to the hospital, but Steve swears up and down that he's fine, and Tony only relents when Steve promises to let Jarvis check him out for any injuries, because Tony honestly trusts Jarvis more than doctors at this point.
Once Jarvis gives Steve an official clean bill of health, (and Tony is out of his armor) Tony gives Steve another fierce hug then stops talking to him for a week, because seriously, what the fuck did he think he was doing?
Steve walks into the workshop, so Tony and Jarivs will definitely be having another conversation about the finer points of the silent treatment.
"Still not talking to you," Tony tells him.
Steve smiles like Tony has said something particularly charming and, if Tony were talking to him, he would tell him that isn't the way to endear himself. But Tony isn't talking to him, so Steve will just have to figure it out on his own.
"I thought maybe you'd want some dinner, or coffee or something."
He's on the right track now at least, but Tony continues to ignore him.
"I'm sorry if I scared you," Steve says. "I don't suppose it'd help if I reminded you of the time you ended up in the hospital with three cracked ribs?"
Tony hardly sees the connection.
Steve walks over to where Tony is working in order to grossly invade his personal space, apparently.
"Hey, come on," Steve says nudging his shoulder. "You can't ignore me forever."
Tony throws down the part he's holding and Dummy flinches, the big drama queen. "You don't get it, do you?" Tony pokes him in the chest. "You're Captain America. You aren't supposed to break. You don't get to break, okay?"
Steve has the audacity to look like he's trying not to laugh. "Oh, Tony," he finally says. "I get it more than you realize." He bends down and kisses Tony then, and Tony is willing to concede that, yeah, actually, he probably does get it. Tony has always had certain, willful blind spots.
Tony's current project - which he threatens is Dummy's replacement, but is actually an archery practice bot for Clint - gets sacrificed on the altar of their urgency and Tony finds himself stretched out on his work table pinned under Steve's bulk which is fulfilling, like, at least eight different fantasies right there.
He pulls at Steve's shirt, tugging it over his head in the most awkward way possible, but that's okay because there is Steve's naked chest and it's as glorious as Tony has imagined it would be. The pants take a little more coordination, and Tony feels a brief stab of disappointment that Steve's enhanced abilities do not include getting naked faster than a normal person is capable of.
Nakedness does happen, though, so Tony doesn't complain. Instead he grabs Steve's ass -- Dear God Steve's Ass -- and hauls him closer. There is skin-to-skin contact and it's so fantastic Tony nearly blacks out from how unbelievably awesome his life has just become.
There are so many things Tony wants to do. He has a whole Dewy Decimal classified list of the dirty things he wants to do to/with/on/around Steve but he can't call a single one to mind at the moment, can't even get his limbs to cooperate beyond getting Steve closer and there is the vague notion in the back of his mind that, yes, Tony really is going to go at their first sexual encounter like some crazed octopus man, his arms and legs wrapped around Steve, allowing for nothing beyond some (admittedly fantastic) writhing and grinding.
Luckily, Steve seems more than willing to go with it, and ultimately neither of them last that long anyway. Tony decides that was really more of getting-the-edge-off thing and tells Steve that neither of them have anything to be embarrassed about.
Steve looks confused by the statement, and when he rolls onto his side, he pulls Tony with him, honest-to-God cuddles Tony to his chest. For whatever reason, the idea of Captain America as a teddy bear pops into Tony's head. He shakes the thought away and wraps his arm around Steve's waist. "Seriously, though," he mumbles against Steve's chest. "Give me like five minutes. Ten minutes tops." They should probably move before that because of the stickiness factor, but oh well.
"Whatever you say, Tony," Steve says, hugging him closer.
True scientific fact: Tony Stark's silent treatment has a 99.9% success rate.
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Date: 2012-06-11 11:29 pm (UTC)Nawww, thank you! ♥ I don't know whether to feel pleased or vaguely guilty. But as I have already been sucked in, I'm going with "the more the merrier"! ;D
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