It wasn&#x27;t worth it.

Steves hands automatically moved to Tony’s waist when the other man straddled him. When he felt the smaller mans lips back against his, selfishness took over and he wanted more, the gentle kiss Tony gave him was sweet but he wanted to kick it up a notch.

The soldier removed his hands from Tony’s waist and cupped his cheeks as he pressed his lips firmly against the scientists, deepening the kiss more.

Tony was pleasantly surprised by Steve deepening the kiss. He pressed into it hungrily, nipping at Steve’s bottom lip a bit. Apparently there was no regret, or going back yet. Tony was honestly expecting to wake up draped over his workbench and drooling all over it. It would be a cruel twist of fate, but there was no way in hell Steve was actually kissing him.

He forced himself to pull back, needing to breathe and gather his thoughts. “I- what is this?” He asked after a moment. “You just need to let off a little steam? Is that what this is?”

Steve hummed into the kiss, holding back a moan when Tony bit his bottom lip. He was enjoying all of this way to much. All he thought about was those lips. A small frown formed upon his lips when Tony pulled away.

Steve didn’t know what to say about what was going on. He was left speechless, scrambling for the right thing to say. “This is…” He breathed, just glancing over at Tony’s lips again. “Whatever you want this to be.” He leaned in and gave Tony a sweet kiss. “Would you be mad if I told you that I like you?” He asked, blushing a little.

"I'd tell you that one, no one says like after high school. How very juvenile of you, Capsicle." He teased just a bit, offering Steve a little smile at the kiss. He stood back up from Steve's lap, putting just a little distance so he could talk to him and not focus on feeling the other so close.

"And two," He began, wringing his hands together almost anxiously. Which was saying something, because Tony Stark was never anxious (a total lie). He took a long breath. "I like you, too, you old man."

Steves hands automatically moved to Tony’s waist when the other man straddled him. When he felt the smaller mans lips back against his, selfishness took over and he wanted more, the gentle kiss Tony gave him was sweet but he wanted to kick it up a notch.

The soldier removed his hands from Tony’s waist and cupped his cheeks as he pressed his lips firmly against the scientists, deepening the kiss more.

Tony was pleasantly surprised by Steve deepening the kiss. He pressed into it hungrily, nipping at Steve’s bottom lip a bit. Apparently there was no regret, or going back yet. Tony was honestly expecting to wake up draped over his workbench and drooling all over it. It would be a cruel twist of fate, but there was no way in hell Steve was actually kissing him.

He forced himself to pull back, needing to breathe and gather his thoughts. “I- what is this?” He asked after a moment. “You just need to let off a little steam? Is that what this is?”

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Steve would never imagine any of this happening in a million years, there he was always hiding the fact that he felt something for Tony and now he got to kiss him? Sure it was awkward at first but Steve jumped to the idea.

The soldier blushed lightly at Tony’s comment about the kiss. “Well please, if you do more experiments like this in the future, I will gladly volunteer.” He smirked. Steve made his way to the lounge, trying hard to hide how happu he was. Though like always, he was a bad liar. Sitting down on the couch, the Captain leaned back, suddenly feeling butterflies in his stomach. “Need time to repair doctor?” He teased.

It was almost adorable how Steve tried to lie and flirt. Actually, no, it was adorable. He followed Steve to the couch. He moved to straddle his waist without a thought; may it never be said that Tony Stark is not direct.

"Less talking, more kissing." He muttered, smirking to Steve and slipping hands into Steve's hair. He started the kiss gently, not pushing it in case Steve realized he did not want this. Tony honestly expected that to happen."

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He did not know which was more painful, the waking or the sleeping. When he slept, he dreamed: dark disturbing dreams of blood and broken promises. When he woke, there was nothing to do but think, and his waking thoughts were worse than nightmares.

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Person A and Person B of your OTP are best friends. One day, they have a rather nasty fallout. Person A’s best friend convinces them to talk with Person B.

The next day said friend goes to Person B’s house to see if they made up with Person A. The door is mysteriously open for some reason, so they walk in, somewhat concerned.

They find a bunch of clothes scattered all across the floor and Person A coming out from B’s shower. What ensues is up to you.

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I just like stony too much to do this sht

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Steve was a little surprised when Tony started kissing back though at the same time he kind of expected it a little? Since when did Tony ask for kisses? After kissing Tony, he was hoping this wasn’t the only time. He enjoyed it way too much.

The soldier put on a business face, though he was joking around really. “My kiss wasn’t good enough for you Stark?” He asked, a grin sneaking up. “Whatever you say.” He agreed with a nod. “The couch it is.” He confirmed, patting Tony on the shoulder. Steve was absolutely loving this and the fact that they were going to continue on the couch made things even better. He began to head to the door, looking behind his shoulder. “Coming?” He smiled.

“Oh, no, it was certainly fantastic.” Tony responded, smirking as he eagerly followed after Steve. Holy shit. Holy shit, he had to be dreaming. He had just rambled about kissing on the couch, and Steve was perfectly fine with it. He seemed enthusiastic, even.

“I’m a scientist, an engineer. When you run an experiment, you have to do multiple trials. To make sure your results are precise and accurate,” And there he was, rambling again. God, he was a wreck. Maybe he should sleep a bit more frequently. But, Steve was here, willing to possibly make out with him. He would most definitely not be giving up that opportunity.