hat blind.

※Optimism and ego would say that it means you totally want all up in this,§ Tony says, gesturing to himself, and Steve can＊t help but laugh, short and easy. ※Caution would say that it＊s just green lines on paper＃and it＊s thrown in there with other green lines on paper which are evidently snapshots of your trip through the multiverse. So, possibly all still mixed up in there.§

Steve looks at him, serious. Tony senses the pause and glances over, his hair ruffling on the pillow. His eyes flicker over Steve＊s face, down to his bare chest and back again, and Steve reaches out, fingertips dragging across Tony＊s shoulder. ※I＊m not confused.§

Tony doesn＊t look convinced. ※You are perpetually confused.§

※Oh,e on,§ Steve says, mildly exasperated. ※I had a traumatic experience and returned from it unsure about the nature of our relationship. I actually think that＊s the one time in my life I＊ve been genuinely confused.§

※Yeah, I don＊t know whether to be honoured or dismayed by that.§

※Tony,§ Steve interrupts, and straightens his fingers out, pressing his palm to Tony＊s chest, just above the arc reactor. His fingers brush over the soft cotton of his t-shirt. He can sense Tony＊s defensiveness, the way he＊s digging his heels in and gearing up for a fight, ready to pull holes in this from every angle. God, and people say Steve can be stubborn. ※You said you＊d go to give me time to think about it. I haven＊t thought about anything else.§

That at least shuts Tony up. He shuts his mouth with an almost audible clack, staring at Steve with his expression wobbling between defiant and vulnerable. He stares and stares, and then exhales heavily, a huff of breath through his nose. He shakes his head and then laughs, looking down and reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

※You are,§ he begins, and his mouth curves in a rueful smile. ※You are more stubborn than I am.§

※Yeah. Might just be easier for you to go along with that.§

Tony laughs again, a soft sound, and then it fades, eyes going serious once more. ※How can you be sure?§ he asks, though he doesn＊t sound argumentative any more. ※How do you know it＊s not just obligation, or you going along with what has happened in the other universes-§

※To hell with what the other universes have done,§ Steve says, and reaches for Tony, pulling him close. ※I like what＊s happening in this universe.§

※You are ridiculous,§ Tony replies immediately, but he lets himself be pulled into Steve＊s front, half draped over Steve's side, one leg slotting between Steve's. ※Utterly, utterly ridiculous, Rogers, how corny can you get-§

※Shut up, Tony,§ Steve says with a roll of his eyes, and slides an arm around Tony＊s waist, hand sliding under his shirt to press against warm skin. His mouth hovers in front of Tony＊s, and he can feel Tony＊s warm breath against his face.

※I should-§

※Stay, you should stay, great idea,§ Steve says, rolling them over, and Tony is laughing against his mouth, tangled in the sheets, one leg hitched awkwardly around Steve＊s waist. He doesn＊t seem to mind; he sinks back against the mattress and slides his hands over Steve＊s back, hauling him close.

※I still feel like I should be trying to talk you out of this,§ he says. ※For multiple reasons.§

※Don＊t,§ Steve tells him. ※I＊m ny-four, I＊m old enough to make my own decisions.§

And Tony is laughing again, and Steve is nuzzling down into his neck, shutting eyes and just breathing, overwhelmed by how right and easy this feels. It＊s all warmth andfort and shivery thrills down his spine, and he so very badly wants to know how he＊s done without this before.

※I feel selfish,§ Tony says, and a hand strokes down the back of Steve＊s head, fingers brushing against the hair of his nape. He shifts against Tony, hand moving without permission to Tony＊s thigh where it＊s hitched around his waist. He drags his palm down to Tony＊s knee, not knowing what the hell he＊s doing, just wanting to touch and pull and hold. He presses a kiss to the dip between Tony＊s collarbones, just above the hem of his shirt, shuddering with want that he＊s never felt the like of before. He＊s embarrassed by the sheer need he feels, the desperation that seems to have been yanked free, the urge to crawl into Tony and never let go. It＊s like now he knows what he can have, the idea of losing it, of not having it, is just too much to bear.

※Easy, Cap,§ Tony breathes, both hands on the back of Steve＊s neck, fingers lacing together. His voice in tinged with awe, like he can barely believe what he＊s seeing, what he＊s realising through Steve＊s actions. ※Christ, I thought you wouldn't, that you didn＊t-§

His fingers slide apart, his hands move so they＊re cupping Steve＊s jaw, fingers splayed along his cheekbones and thumbs tucked under his chin. He lifts Steve＊s face, eyes flickering over Steve＊s.

※You don＊t get it,§ he murmurs, and he doesn＊t look away. ※You let me have an inch, I＊m taking a mile. You seriously want this, and I will probably do all sorts of things to keep you where I want you, most of them probably pretty hical. I＊m not kidding, I＊ll play dirty, I＊ll-§

And his mouth has been moving closer and closer to Steve＊s and he cuts himself off when he reaches his mouth again, breath catching in his chest as he gently kisses him, so agonisingly, painfully slowly. Steve＊s heart is thudding in his chest, and all he can do is kiss Tony back, letting himself be swept along in the current, until the words in his chest refuse to be held back any longer.

※Don＊t you dare leave me again, you jackass,§ Steve says against Tony＊s mouth. ※Or I＊m going to get Stephen Strange to send me back through the multiverse so I can kick the ass of every Tony Stark in existence.§

Tony is laughing, trying to kiss Steve at the same time and failing miserably. Steve doesn＊t care. He laughs too, pulling his mouth back from Tony＊s and knocking their foreheads together.

※Stay with me,§ he says simply, and Tony nods with hesitation, shutting his eyes and rolling his forehead against Steve's.

※If the multiverse insists,§ he says, pressing his mouth to the corner of Steve＊s, smiling as Steve turns his face into it.

They＊ll talk more later. For now, he＊s happy to be exactly where he is, with Tony. The rest of the world 每 all of the worlds 每 can wait.

※Cap, I repeat, do you need backup?§

Natasha＊s voice is calm and controlled over thems but that＊s the second time she＊s asked in less than a minute, which is telling enough. Steve doesn＊t call her on it, just ducks sharply as another drone shoots a laser in his direction. It hits the pavement behind him, leaving a hole a foot deep and scattering asphalt in all directions. God. Just like last year all over again 每 supervillains really are creatures of habit at times.

※Nope,§ he says, slinging his shield skywards, hitting the hovering drone in its rounded underbelly and sending it listing to the side, sparks showering down onto the asphalt below. There＊s a click behind him and he catches the shield just in time to spin around and deflect a shower of bullets, fired by a drone fitted with an obscenely large gun. He waits for a pause in the firing and then lunges forwards, smashing the shield star-first into the drone and knocking it backwards. He slams the edge of the shield onto the weak neck joint of the drone, killing its power quickly and efficiently.

※Oh, fuckballs!§

※Hawkeye, what＊s your status?§ Steve yells as Clint＊s cursing cuts through thems.

※Fine, just - sticky arrows. identally stuck a Ferarri to the sidewalk. Man, Fury＊s gonna kill me if we have to pay for that.§

※Stop shouting fuckballs if you＊re not actually in trouble!§ Steve yells back, and he hears Thor and Clint both laughing over thems, above the sound of the Hulk roaring in the distance. He shakes his head in exasperation and slings his shield at another drone, knocking it out of the sky. It hits the pavement, sizzling and buzzing. He grabs his shield and slots it back onto his forearm, and smiles grimly as he steps forwards to finish the drone off-

There＊s a familiar whine, a blur of red and gold and then Iron Man appears from nowhere, landing on the drone with both feet and crushing it flat. Steve slows his steps andes to a halt, a smile tugging the corner of his mouth.

Iron Man turns. The faceplate flips up, and Tony＊s mouth hitches in a small, not quite smile.

※I don＊t trust your track record with robots.§

※I had this one covered,§ Steve says pointedly, and he wants to be stern but he＊s still smiling and he can＊t hold it back. ※You＊re supposed to be in Washington arguing with senators.§

※You know, senators can actually argue pretty well between themselves even when I＊m not there,§ Tony says lightly, too lightly, though his eyes are on Steve＊s and he＊s not looking away. ※Didn＊t want to take the risk. Not twice in a lifetime. Not twice in any universe.§

Steve looks around at the tail end of the fight that＊s still sort of going on around them, and then thinks to hell with it. He strides over, slides a hand onto the back of Tony＊s neck and yanks him close, kissing him hard. He feels Tony＊s breath hitch against his mouth and then Tony＊s armoured hands are sliding onto his waist, over the red and white of the stripes.

※In the middle of a robot incursion too, wow, your priorities are shot to hell,§ Tony is saying, laughing against Steve＊s mouth. ※Who are you and what have you done with Captain America-§

※Shut up,§ Steve replies, glancing up. ※It＊s barely an incursion.§

※Yeah, it＊s really almost embarrassing,§ Tony agrees. ※Though I hear they＊ve taken out the coffee shop on fifty-first and that really needs to be Avenged with extreme prejudice-§

※And you talk about my priorities,§ Steve says, and he pulls Tony close again, about to kiss him properly when there＊s the rush and boom of an explosion behind them. They both jump apart, spinning around to watch a drone smash into the asphalt in a fireball.

※Right, robots,§ Tony says, snapping his fingers. ※We should ge

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