Being scarce isn't necessarily fitting in. (for
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Jul. 30th, 2015 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, staying worked out in a lot of ways. It let him see Steve everyday and well, no one really mentioned that they hadn't really gotten him a room yet. No one really mentioned how close they were. But then, Tony only really sometimes talked to Rhodey and tried awkwardly to start a friendship with Vision. The voice was comforting when he finally started to let the other sit and actually talk. Vision carefully chose to talk about projects for now and sometimes Steve. But he never brought up Jarvis or more personal things unless Tony did it first. Which was rare.
Tony didn't go out with the Avengers except to fly the quinjet... and well, the quinjet kept taking a beating because sometimes the new Avengers were not as cohesive as they should be. Something Tony didn't talk about and simply drove the bus and fixed things when they were broken. After retooling Romanoff's cuffs after being shorted out, he fixed Falcon's pierced wing. Then he moved on to routine maintenance on War Machine because Rhodey was quite literally a soldier that neglected his armor in favor of working more. Tony did take a minute to point out the bad things Rhodey did to his piece of art before working on through the night.
Vision found him the next morning hammering out the metal plating from the quinjet so he could work on the stealth net only to stop as the other purposely pulled the hammer out of his hand mid swing. If he'd not been so exhausted and hyped on coffee, he probably wouldn't have let it go so easily. Instead he cut a narrowed look at the other. "You should sleep, Mr. Stark. I believe I can finish this for you. If... that is alright."
Arching a brow at him, he brushed his hands on his pants. "What time is it?"
"Close to three in the morning. I had thought you would stop after repairing Colonel Rhodes armor." Tony caught that twist to the word 'thought' and knew he meant 'hoped'. The only reason he didn't argue was because he didn't actually mean to stay up that late.
"You're right." And he did far too much in a short period of time for people he really didn't even talk to anymore. Holding his hands up, he moved to the work bench and pushed the tablet toward Vision. "It's all here... if you haven't already looked." Glancing up at him, he caught the vaguest of smiles that told him Vision already looked. It caused him to smile just a little. "See you later then."
"I'm sure Captain Rogers will be happy you are returning to bed." Tony snorted and kept going out of the room. He looked a mess. He smelled like the workshop and his gray pants looked like they were supposed to be black marble by the time he was done. Not that it stopped him. A hot shower sounded a little like heaven as he very slowly walked down the hall careful not to run into any of the other Avengers if he could help it.
Tony didn't go out with the Avengers except to fly the quinjet... and well, the quinjet kept taking a beating because sometimes the new Avengers were not as cohesive as they should be. Something Tony didn't talk about and simply drove the bus and fixed things when they were broken. After retooling Romanoff's cuffs after being shorted out, he fixed Falcon's pierced wing. Then he moved on to routine maintenance on War Machine because Rhodey was quite literally a soldier that neglected his armor in favor of working more. Tony did take a minute to point out the bad things Rhodey did to his piece of art before working on through the night.
Vision found him the next morning hammering out the metal plating from the quinjet so he could work on the stealth net only to stop as the other purposely pulled the hammer out of his hand mid swing. If he'd not been so exhausted and hyped on coffee, he probably wouldn't have let it go so easily. Instead he cut a narrowed look at the other. "You should sleep, Mr. Stark. I believe I can finish this for you. If... that is alright."
Arching a brow at him, he brushed his hands on his pants. "What time is it?"
"Close to three in the morning. I had thought you would stop after repairing Colonel Rhodes armor." Tony caught that twist to the word 'thought' and knew he meant 'hoped'. The only reason he didn't argue was because he didn't actually mean to stay up that late.
"You're right." And he did far too much in a short period of time for people he really didn't even talk to anymore. Holding his hands up, he moved to the work bench and pushed the tablet toward Vision. "It's all here... if you haven't already looked." Glancing up at him, he caught the vaguest of smiles that told him Vision already looked. It caused him to smile just a little. "See you later then."
"I'm sure Captain Rogers will be happy you are returning to bed." Tony snorted and kept going out of the room. He looked a mess. He smelled like the workshop and his gray pants looked like they were supposed to be black marble by the time he was done. Not that it stopped him. A hot shower sounded a little like heaven as he very slowly walked down the hall careful not to run into any of the other Avengers if he could help it.
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Date: 2015-08-02 04:55 am (UTC)His back arched slightly, unexpected. The thought of Steve Rogers thinking such things about his armor? Tony thought his brains may be melting out of his ears. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a slow even breath. "You know if I did that... that's a whole new step of trust in the relationship..." Not that he would ever in his wildest dreams hurt Steve. But he also knew that was asking a lot of trust from Steve. "But God I'd love that... if you want it."
It made that look over his shoulder almost smoldering in heat as his lips parted for another breath. "I don't see anything we do as inappropriate, Steve..." Winking at him, he leaned over the tub to adjust the temperature of the water. He kind of hated the stock form of the rooms and plumbing in this place... but it had Steve and that was enough.
Reaching out and letting the water run over his fingers, he grinned. "Good to know." Flicking the shower on, he finally turned to face Steve and lifted a hand to beckon him. "Come here?"
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Date: 2015-08-02 10:21 pm (UTC)"It might also mean we shock the team." Everyone knew but that didn't mean they wanted to walk in on them making out in public areas.
"No it wouldn't. I trust you to be careful every time we go on missions together." Even if Tony hadn't went with them as Iron Man lately, he could change to past tense. He didn't want Tony thinking that trust had been broken just because Steve was referring to the past. Cupping Tony's cheek, he grinned almost shyly. "Yeah, I want it. When you're ready." He wouldn't push when he wasn't sure how Tony felt about the armor.
Padding into the bathroom, he fought back a smile when Tony winked at him. Steve hadn't really expected that when they got together that Tony would be able to get him turned on and put him at ease all the time. The first couple of times he'd been nervous but he'd realized that there wasn't any reason to feel that way with Tony.
"After all the jokes about 'language' I'm being more careful about what I say." Not that his boyfriend would tease him about that when they were naked. He'd probably like it if Steve talked dirty.
Walking over to the shower, he caught Tony's hand and kissed his palm, waiting to see what his lover had in mind.
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Date: 2015-08-03 02:12 am (UTC)"True. Making out in public is not conducive to your team." Maybe that would keep him in line. The smile faltered as he considered that it being him would be the real reason...
Not now. He wouldn't worry about that now. "I promise you... I will never hurt you. Not like that." Never in bed and never with that kind of trust. He didn't want any future he had to raise his hand against Steve, but he knew for a fact he could make that promise. "I'll see what I can do, darlin'... I just need to get some things shipped in. We'll see." He winked at Steve and grinned.
Rolling his eyes at the 'language' comment, he mused that he would rather like to hear if Steve could talk dirty. That... would be an astounding moment to experience.
Turning at Steve's approach, he watched Steve kiss his palm and exhaled slowly. His fingers curled a little about Steve's before he stepped closer into his space and pressed his other hand to his chest. Splaying his fingers over Steve's skin, he lowered his eyes to watch as his hand smoothed down the younger's chest and over his abdomen. "Sometimes I just want to spend hours touching and kissing every inch of you..."
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Date: 2015-08-09 05:27 am (UTC)He knew that Tony had doubts, ones that Steve doubted he'd completely understand but he'd do everything he could to try to lessen them. "Our team." Tony might not officially be an Avenger but his work kept them safe. That meant he was part of the team even if he never wore the armor again. "And they'd probably freak out if they saw us. It'd be like walking in on their parents."
Butterflies caught in his chest when Tony agreed to have the armor - or something approximating it - brought in. That act was just as much a gesture of trust as Steve letting Tony manhandle him with the armor. He knew that Tony was trying to distance himself from Iron Man but he was still willing to indulge that fantasy for him. "I know you'll figure it out. Even if we just pretend, it's the idea of it." He'd like to be able to let go completely but even the illusion of it would be erotic.
Looking down at his boyfriend, he smiled softly, muscles twitching slightly beneath Tony's fingers. "Then you should." He could still make sure that Tony felt good while Tony drove him crazy. Leaning in, he kissed Tony deeply, licking into his mouth just long enough to leave his boyfriend dazed before gently tugging him into the shower. "Before we run out of hot water."