Kiss Steve’s Neck II Accepting II @feheart
Natasha had taught him a number of different ways to blend in when on a undercover mission. He was getting better and better at them, so much so that he even implemented some of those tactics when he was just out in public and he was trying to avoid being noticed by ‘fans of captain america’, because sometimes he just wanted to get his breakfast in peace.
However this time around it was a mission, needing to get information off of a guy that potentially helped to fund some of Hydra’s operations. It was a gala event, and the only way to get an invite in was to go as Tony’s plus one. How Tony ever managed to get an invite was beyond Steve but he wasn’t about to question it.
They had been attempting to sneak back after finding their way to the backroom that held the dirt they needed on their host. Everything was going according to plan, that was until security changed their route at the last second and they found themselves in the middle of their path on the verge of being caught. They were so close to the main room, but they wouldn’t be able to slip passed the guard.
Before he could voice a plan of action, he felt an arm around him tugging him close and pushed up against a wall. Steve stumbled, not catching on as soon as he should have. The next thing he knew he felt Tony’s lips pressed on his neck, and for a brief moment he forgot that they were on the verge of being caught by a guard, he forgot that Tony was probably just trying to just full security into thinking that they were just a couple who had snuck off to fool around.
“F-fuck.” Steve moaned, his hands gripping to Tony’s expensive tux. His eyes slipped close as he just melted into the feeling of the other managing to find his one weak spot without even trying. Steve was so lost in the moment that he hadn’t even noticed that the guard finally made their way to them, tried to clear his throat to make his presence known but instead just ended up wandering off.
Though just like that, the moment was over. He felt his eyes snapping open as he took a shaky breath, trying to remember what exactly they were suppose to be doing, though that probably had something to do with the fact that Natasha was asking if everything was okay over the comms.
“Y-yeah…Nat we are all clear..” he finally managed, clearing his throat as he found himself just staring at Tony, entirely sure that his cheeks were beyond red. He wanted to say something, anything. But all he could do was stare.