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Steve Rogers & Tony Stark 18+

✴ Prompt: N/A

✴✴ Warnings: Smut, teasing, gay smut

✴✴ Word Count: 3101 (smut starts a little less than half way through)

✴✴ Notes: This is an AU in which Peter is their adopted son, obviously this is pre endgame

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It had been a long day, to say the least. Steve came inside, he slid off his shoes at the door and marched up the stairs and into his room. Tony was down stairs cooking with Peter who is about to head out for a camping trip with his friends. So Tony and Steve have the house all to themselves for a week and a half.

Steve set his shield down in the room, propping it up against the wall before he walked into their closet, pulling out a grey t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. He tossed his dirty suit into a hamper and went to the bathroom to scrub his face clean. The plus side about the suit was despite the sweat he never really got noticeably dirty except his face. So he cleaned off the dirt and went downstairs. He'd take a shower later.

Once he got into the kitchen he came up behind Tony and leaned down to kiss his cheek, then came up to Peter and gave him a tight hug, kissing the side of his head before letting him go. They all fell into the usual go about of things, Tony let Steve take over with cooking, Tony washed dishes as they needed them, and Peter would put away dishes and hand Steve whatever he needed. It was a simple routine honestly. Tony and Steve would discuss their days at the table, Peter would tell them what happened at school that day or the latest gossip

"Are you going to be here for dinner, son?" Tony asked Peter, glancing up with a raised brow quickly before looking down at the nearly empty sink. The angelic boy nodded quickly, setting his phone down and looking at his dad with a smile. "Yes sir I am. I'll have to leave right after though so I wont be able to help out." He explained before he got a text, Peter glanced at it and smiled.

"Actually, Ned said he's ready to leave now if you two are okay with that." He said as he began to stand up. Steve set the spoon he was using to the side and looked up at Peter. "Of course its okay, son. We know where you are, you'll have your suit ready just in case, and we trust Ned. Be sure to keep in touch." He said, Tony nodding behind him.

Peter came up and hugged the both of them, kissing their cheeks before heading upstairs to grab his bags and head out to Neds.

Steve and Tony fell into a comfortable silence before Cap got bored.

"How was your day, Tony?" He asked as he worked on the sauce for spaghetti. Tony dried the last dish and came to prop himself on the counter beside the stove.

"It was really good. I got to talk to Harley today, and Wade too. I saw Natasha while I went to get some groceries." He said with a smile. Steve couldn't help the fond smile as he stepped to the side and leaned forward, quickly kissing Tony's lips. It was supposed to be a simple, gentle kiss.

However, clearly Tony had other plans. When Cap went to pull back Tony grabbed onto his tight shirt, not pulling but just holding him where he was. He attempted to eagerly deepen the already hot kiss but Steve pulled away with a smirk.

Tony gave a childish pout, Steve was the only person who could see him like this. He was relaxed, truly calm. He truly trusted Rogers with his whole heart.

Steve booped his nose and went back to the sauce, stirring it and adding cilantro. "That’s for later Tony, after I've showered." He said quickly as he pulled out two plates and two wine glasses. Tony smiled wide and sat up, clearing his throat and hopping off the counter.

He took the glasses and helped set up the table, then sat in his usual seat right next to Steve's. Said man brought in the pot of pasta and sauce, followed by two bottles of wine. White and red.

Tony took the wine and poured himself a glass of white and Steve a glass of red. Steve plated the dinner and gave a warm smile as he sat down.

Throughout dinner Tony and Steve calmly talked about their day, not saying much but enough to fill the silence. Then the conversation got more bold and flirtatious as the bottles slowly emptied.

"Steve, remember the first time we had sex?" Tony asked, seemingly out of nowhere. Steve almost choked on his food, clearing his throat and turning his head to look at Tony with wide blue eyes.

He regained his composure, putting on his usual charming smile. "Of course I do. It was in your room at your place. I showed up on your doorstep, right after a battle. You were so scared you had no clue what to do I mean hell it was well past midnight and a bleeding Captain America covered in soot and dirt showed up at your doorstep. You pulled me into your bathroom and ran me a bath. I remember being nervous to take my clothes off in front of you. Hell you ended up having to take my pants off for me since they were stuck to my leg." Steve chuckled fondly, shaking his head a bit before sipping his glass and pouring some more and continuing.

"You helped me into the tub, my hand was holding my crotch so you wouldn’t see it while I was getting in. Once I was in the water I relaxed and calmed down while you washed me. You started with my hair, commenting on how soft it was even after all the damage it has taken. Then you washed my face and cleaned all the cuts. You cleaned all of me, making a few naughty jokes to lighten the mood. Then when you dried me off you had me wait on your bed for some clothes. So I sat naked all except for a damp towel on my lap so I didn’t soak your sheets. I remember falling asleep at some point. I had a dream, and it wasn't a pleasant one at all. I woke up clutching your arms, practically screaming. When I saw you I instantly calmed down. You gave me a pair of joggers and we ended up cuddling while watching a movie. Well. One thing led to another. And so yeah." Steve finished quickly, face heating up at the memory of Tony's face as he bounced on Steve's lap.

He jerked out of his brain when he felt Tony reach over and grab his thigh, squeezing it softly before letting go and standing up. Only then did Steve realize that he was completely finished.

Steve suddenly decided he couldn't eat anymore and set his plate in the sink. He put the wine away and chugged his glass down before heading upstairs where he saw Tony go.

Once Steve walked into the room he heard the shower running and saw a little bit of steam coming out. He walked in and saw Tony, brushing his teeth and looking in the mirror. He saw Steve and smiled, "Coming to shower with me, baby?" He asked sweetly, pulling his shirt off before turning around to look at Steve.

Steve smiled and nodded, walking into the hot bathroom and pulling off his shirt. Tony was transfixed on his arms, the way his muscles rippled as he pulled his clothes off. Tony eagerly got on the counter again, smiling at Steve. "Come here sweet heart. I want a kiss." He made grabby hands to Steve, swinging his legs and tilting his head. Steve smirked and stood between them, hands resting on Tony's strong thighs.

They leaned towards each other at the same time, lips meeting in a gentle kiss. Tony’s hand resting on Steve's jaw, pulling him closer whilst Steve’s hands rested on Tony's waist. They pulled each other as close as they could get together, and only paused when Tony pawed at Steve's hips where the joggers still rested. He smirked and hooked his fingers underneath the elastic band, snatching them down over the plump curve of Steve's ass and down his muscular thighs.

As Tony leaned in for another kiss he smirked as their lips brushed. Mumbling a quick "That is America's ass." Before giving it a firm slap and smirking against Steve's soft lips. He felt rather than heard the sharp gasp before he was being lifted up, thankfully he was already naked as Steve carried him into the shower and closed the door.

Steve pressed Tony against the wall, groaning into his mouth as he pressed their hips together. They obviously couldn't get hard nearly as fast as they used to but they enjoyed the steady build up of pleasure. Steve carefully let Tony down before sitting on the cool shower bench and looking at his lover with a smirk.

Tony got the message and dropped to his knees, this was his favourite part. He loved watching and feeling Steve grow as he sucked him off.

Steve's head thunked back against thick glass as Tony took his semi-hard shaft into his hot mouth. His strong hand grabbed Tony's dark hair and led him into a fair paced bob, closing his eyes and letting out the faintest of groans. He wasn’t always a loud person, he would groan but mostly just bite his lip and listen to Tony's moans of pleasure.

Tony smiled as he felt blood rush to Steve's cock, hardening it quickly. Before long Tony had trouble sucking it all, he had to force himself to breathe through his nose and open his throat a bit to allow Steve to be fully sheathed in his mouth.

Every time Tony deep-throated Steve he had the same reaction, he'd always look down to look into Tony's eyes, hips twitching and lip forced between his teeth.

Tony hummed a little and reached up, he continued bobbing his head as he grabbed one of Steve's perk, pink nipples and gently rolled it between his tan fingers, rubbing over the tip of it before squeezing it again.

Steve couldn’t help the surprised moan as his hips jerked towards Tony and his back arched. His thighs were tense as he tried to force himself to breathe properly again and hold back.

Tony pulled up with a satisfying pop before he gave Steve a smirk. "Aw, are these still sensitive dear?" He teased, using both hands to tug and rub at Steve's nipples. He let out a hiss of pleasure and his back arched towards the pleasure again.

Suddenly Steve grabbed Tony’s wrists in one large hand and pressed him against the wall, standing up and pressing their chests together. Tony blushed and looked up at the smirking Steve.

Steve suddenly grabbed Tony's throat with his free hand, giving a firm squeeze that made Tony's legs tremble.

"So, you wanna play games, huh? Then you won’t get this sweet cock in you at all until you apologize and beg for it." Steve practically growled, leaning close to Tony, breathing it into his ear before he let go and quickly moved to turn Tony around.

"Are you going to apologize now my dear?" He asked softly, finger tip grazing down Tony's spine making him shiver and arch his back. He let it trail down to Tony's hole, rubbing against it but not pushing in.

Tony, being the brat he is turned to look back at Steve in his peripheral. "No." He said simply, sticking his tongue out but desperately pushing his hips back against the finger prodding at his hole.

"Fine. I can do this all day baby boy." He smirked and pushed in a long finger, Tony gasped and tensed a little at the shock but relaxed and bit his lip to hide his whimper.

Steve gripped his own aching cock and began to touch himself as he fingered Tony. He added in his second finger and arched it to push directly against Tony's prostate.

The shaking man let out a gasp and pushed back against Steve’s fingers, he replied by pulling them both out entirely. "Apologize. Or I'll leave you like this all night. Dangling on the edge but never once getting to cum." Steve threatened.

Tony gulped down his pride, one hand shooting back to find Steve's and grip his hand tightly. He cracked and closed his eyes, licking his lips before opening his eyes again.

"Okay okay Steve, fuck-Steve... I’m sorry for teasing you about your.. Your nipples being so sensitive I uh-" he had to pause to catch his breath when Steve let go of his own shaft to push two fingers back into Tony's hole.

"You what? Tony. Don't leave it like that." Steve teased, smirking at Tony’s determined look.

"I'm really sorry and please dear god fuck the day lights out of me before I do it myself Steve Jesus Christ I'm practically dripping over here don’t leave me like this please!" Tony begged all in one breath, gasping as Steve curved his strong fingers again and massaged over Tony's prostate.

Tony let out a long moan at the feeling while Steve pushed in a third finger, still rubbing against his prostate.

Tony bit back a whimper as he felt the pressure building up. His breaths were shallow as he suddenly bucked against the cool wall, gasping loudly as the shower sprayed away the sticky wet substance he just released. Steve seemed genuinely appalled at this, but soon he smirked a devilish smirk.

Tony whimpered as Steve continued rubbing against his swollen prostate, "Come on, baby boy. I've made you cum multiple times I know you can do this." He smirked and stood up from where he was kneeled behind Tony. He gave a soft slap to Tony's ass, watching as it jiggled gently.

"Come on Tony, kneel over the bench." He smiled and helped his lover into position. Tony smiled a little as he finally caught his breath and looked back at Steve.

Currently he was rubbing the blunt head of America's cock against his ready hole. Tony groaned and pushed his hips back a little, pushing Steve's fat head into himself.

They both let out a groan, Tony trembling and Steve gripping his hips in an iron hold. Slowly, Steve eased himself into Tony fully. He let out a breath and at the save time Tony began rocking his hips, knocking the wind out of Steve.

After he regained himself Steve gripped Tony's hips tighter and began thrusting, biting his plump lip as he did so. Tony however wasn't silent at all, he let out loud, feminine moans.

Steve gripped Tony's hair and used it as leverage to thrust faster. Tony looked back with a challenge. "I said fuck me Steve not make love to me god dammit! Fuck me like I'm your dirty fucking whore! Give me that cock sir oh good god-" Tony began blabbering nonsense after that because Steve did as he told him to and snapped his hips forward, pushing into him as deep as he could possibly go. His shaft rubbed against Tony's prostate as he thrusted making Tony's legs tremble and threaten to give out so Steve did what any boyfriend would do when giving their lover the best dick they've ever had.

He pulled out and lifted Tony easily, pressing him against the wall and wrapping Tony's legs around him. Steve pushed back in and he swore Tony thought he saw God himself. In this position Tony felt tighter and he felt Steve deeper inside him. His eyes rolled back as he gripped onto Steve, who was thrusting into him at a punishing speed. He leaned forward to bite and suck on Tony's neck, leaving a dark purple bruise on the side.

Tony whimpered softly, his cock throbbing between them. Steve smiled and gripped it, still thrusting as he began to quickly get Tony off, his hips and left arm moving quickly.

Tony let his head fall back as he let out a loud moan, trembling against Steve and digging his nails into Steve's firm back.

Without warning yet again Tony gasped as he came, it shot between them and coated their stomachs and chests, Steve didn't slow down at all. The water from the shower was cold by now but neither one of them cared, Steve held Tony up as he thrusted harder.

Steve felt his balls tighten as he pressed all the way into Tony he let out his first true moan of the night as he came hot and heavy into Tony, they both shivered as they felt it leak out just a bit between Steve's dick and Tony's tight hole. 

Slowly Steve pulled out, groaning and setting Tony down on the bench. He carefully washed him, using a wash cloth and gentle soap that smelled like vanilla.

Steve smirked as he kneeled down to help clean off Tony's thighs but saw he was so stretched it was already leaking out quickly and getting sprayed off the bench. He glanced up at Tony and grinned, leaning forward to gently lick over Tony's stretched hole. He heard the man squeak softly and his hand rest in Steve's hair. He was debating whether to pull Steve closer or push him away.

Sadly he chose the latter, Steve backed off as soon as he felt the gentle pressure on his head and looked up at Tony with a warm smile. "I’m sorry baby, you know sometimes I can hardly help myself." Steve said sweetly, standing up and turning off the water. He grabbed them two towels and began drying Tony off, once he was as dry as he'd get Steve dried himself off and carried Tony into the bedroom. He tossed their wet towels to the side and pulled a tired Tony under the warm blankets.

The shorter man instantly pulled Steve against him to cuddle against his tan chest. Steve wrapped their legs together and laid his head on Tony's shoulder, careful of his chest. He leaned up to quickly kiss Tony’s cheek before settling back down.

"Hey, Steve?" Tony asked after a few seconds.

"...Yeah?" A groggy Steve answered.

"I love you. And your sensitive nipples."

"Go to sleep. Asshole."

"Language."