They took a day off.

It was less of a premeditated decision and more of Tony refusing to release the arm around Steve's waist when he tried to get up. Tony's brain function didn't seem to be entirely online, but he didn't need full sentences to be convincing.

"Tony, we have work—"

"But, Steve." Tony's hand slipped lower.

"That's your ar-argument?" Steve stuttered a bit as Tony's hand wrapped around him, giving a lazy stroke.

"Mhm."

"…we did save the world yesterday," Steve admitted.

"Mhm." Tony kissed the back of his neck, lingering there, nuzzling him sleepily.

"We could—ah—" Steve stuttered as Tony twisted his wrist just so. "G-go in at lunch? Right?"

"Mhm." Tony's kisses moved up, and he pressed one just under Steve's ear, knowing full well it would make Steve shudder.

"Half a day." Steve was trying to be clear, assertive, but he sounded more like he was trying to convince himself. "Just half a day."

Tony didn't answer this time, just wriggled closer to rest his chin on Steve's shoulder as he continued his slow, easy strokes. The speed was torturous, but his hand was obscenely talented, and with a pull of his wrist here and a flick of his thumb there, Steve very rapidly lost the ability to speak in full sentences as well. When he'd finished, he lay on his back, and Tony swung a leg over him.

"See?" Tony kissed him with the same lazy indulgence, unhurried and thorough. "Never argue with a genius."

"Is this what happens when I do?" Steve smiled, amused. "I could stand a few more arguments."

"You're pretty sassy for a ny—" Tony froze. "I said that to you before. When you…jeez, I stood you up for you."

"I was glad, actually." Steve admitted, catching Tony's hand in his, playing with his fingers. "A little worried that you seemed to dislike me so immediately, but. Captain America's an image that's a part of me, but it's still just an image. You're the first to choose the person over the image."

"I didn't like you because I did like you," Tony admitted. Steve raised an eyebrow in question, and Tony continued. "We'd been flirting for a while as Cap and Iron Man, and that was fine, that was harmless, you know? Nothing was going to happen; secret identities, opposite sides of the law, et cetera. Harmless. But I wanted to flirt with you as me, see if something could happen. Which, I mean, it wasn't cheating since we weren't together,but it wasn't good and I knew it wasn't, I could feel it, but I ignored it. Then you took my phone and deleted my messages and okay, I'm Tony Stark, I got them back, but—"

"You really were saving them." Steve smiled.

"Are. But. Not the point." There was a faintly pink hue to the tips of Tony's ears. Steve's smile widened, but he said nothing. "Point is, there was a second where I thought I'd really lost them, and I was upset. With you for deleting them, but mostly with myself, because why was I even bothering with anyone else when I had you?"

"Didn't have me at the time, to be fair to you."

"Semantics. You know…" Tony skimmed a hand up Steve's stomach and across his chest, his fingers tapping to some unknown beat. "A real date might be in order here. Make it up to you, and all."

"As long as it's not in the SHIELD cafeteria, you're on."

"I'm insulted you even think I would consider that an option for a first date."

"Is it a first date?" Steve mused.

"I don't know. Does saving the world count as a date?"

"The way we do it…" Steve chuckled before correcting himself. "But I meant more along the lines that we've watched an awful lot of movies together."

"Full disclosure, literally none of the times I fell asleep on you were idents."

"Full disclosure, I was well aware." Tony shot him a soft smile at that, and Steve realized absently there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for that smile. "God Almighty, we're idiots."

"If I argue, do I get a handjob?" Tony teased.

"Yes," Steve hummed innocently, "But if you agree, I'll blow you."

"We're total idiots."

"Love you." Steve pressed the words into Tony's skin as he rolled them over, sliding between Tony's legs and kissing his way downwards.

"Love you." Tony brushed a hand across his cheek before settling both in his hair, stroking it back. His grip tightened as Steve licked him the way Tony had shown him last night, and Tony dropped his head back with a groan. "I think the superserum enhanced your fucking tongue."

Steve just hummed, and the reverberation of his throat made Tony give a loud, appreciative moan.

"Anthony Edward Stark you open this door or so help me god—!"

"Christ!" Tony startled, shooting forward at the sound of his name and the loud pounding at his door, identally thrusting farther down Steve's throat than either of them expected. Steve choked and pulled back, coughing. "Oh god, I'm so sorry baby, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just—" Steve coughed again. "Just wasn't expecting that."

"I didn't mean to—"

"I know you're in there, Tony, don't you try and hide from me!"

"Is that…Pepper?" Steve frowned in confusion.

"Unfortunately, yes." Tony made a face as he rolled off the bed and began searching for clothing. "Where the fuck did my boxers go?"

"To your left."

Tony wriggled into his boxers before leaving the bedroom and making for the door. Steve laid back in bed, listening to Tony fumble with the door handle, swear, then open it with a harsh, "For god's sake, what?"

"Don't you what me!" Steve winced; that was definitely a Pepper shriek. "You're a supervillain and you didn't tell me?!"

"Uhh…"

Oh boy. Steve threw off the covers and started scrambling for clothes. His suit was on the floor, and he quickly shoved it under the bed in case Pepper came inside before opening his drawer and pulling out some pants.

"How do you know this, anywa—?"

"That is not the question here, Tony! The question is what on earth were you thinking?! You could've gotten yourself arrested or killed or any number of things! And then you go and fly a nuke into outer space?!"

"Hey, that was to save New York—"

"I could murder you right now!"

Steve, not liking the sound of that in the slightest, managed to finally yank on his pants and stumble out of the bedroom.

"I'd really rather you didn't, ma'am." Steve cleared his throat, announcing himself.

"I—Steve?" Pepper blinked rapidly, but quickly regained herposure, turning to jab a finger in Tony's chest. "How dare you! Of all the things I've seen you do, of all the horrible, cold-hearted, selfish things you've ever done, this is the lowest—"

"Miss Potts, I'm not sure I like where you're going with this." Steve crossed the room with a frown.

"Don't you defend him, Steve." Pepper gave him a look with far too much sympathy for Steve'sfort. "Not right now. Tony, we need to talk in private—"

Pepper kept shooting him glances, and Steve was about to speak up and ask what all the hedged looks were for when Tony did it for him.

"I don't have anything to hide, Pepper." Tony glanced back at Steve. "I told him everything."

"Really." Pepper pursed her lips in disbelief. "All of it?"

"Yes." Tony frowned. "Why is that so hard to believe?"

"And he's alright with you making out with other people in public?"

"What?" Tony and Steve responded as one.

"It's all over the inte, Tony!" Pepper waved her hands. "Everyone and their mother's seen the picture of you kissing Captain America!"

"That's…on the inte?" Steve gulped. So that's how she knew Tony was Iron Man.

"You really are okay with this?" Pepper shrieked, "Oh my god!"

"Uh, one minute." Tony put a hand on the door.

"Don't you dare—"

Tony unwisely shut the door in Pepper's face. While she continued shouting incoherently on the other side, Tony hastily turned to Steve.

"Quick, help me lie before she rips my balls off for cheating on you."

"I gave you a freebie because Captain America is your childhood hero?"

"Brilliant." Tony threw open the door with a plastered on smile. "Pepper! Darling! Light of my life!"

"Tony, I swear—"

"He gave me a freebie for my childhood hero, but look, let's not talk about these things now." Tony patted Pepper's arm. "Let's talk about that photo you mentioned! How viral are we talking here? You're lovely and brilliant, can't you get it retracted?"

"Not even in your dreams!" Pepper smacked his hand away. "Tony, it's a supervillain and a superhero kissing, it's everywhere! There's a hundred reporters downstairs alone!"

"Reporters?" Steve frowned. "Why?"

"Because Tony's an ex-billionaire celebrity turned supervillain who saved the world from space aliens then made out with Captain America!" Pepper shrieked. "I'm not sure there's ever been bigger news! If you really are taking StarkIndustries back, you needed to get out there and make a statement yesterday!"

"But." Tony glanced back at Steve petulantly. "Sex."

"Tony," Steve and Pepper groaned as one, though Steve's was a bit more embarrassed where Pepper's was painfully exasperated.

"Alright, alright." Tony turned to Pepper with a wince. "Are you still willing toe back with me?"

"I stop being your PA for a few months and you became a supervillain, you better believe I'ming back!"

"I was just asking—"

"Are you even aware that there's a police perimeter around the building as we speak? That I've had to call in Happy and the boys so they can section off your floor and let the police leave so people can get in and out of the building without being tackled? I've been up less than half an hour, Tony, half an hour, and without me you'd have the police—or worse, reporters—banging down your front door!"

"Yes, because you banging down my door, shrieking my full name like my goddamn mother while I'm in the middle of an extremely hot wake up call is so much better—"

"He means to say thank you, we both do." Steve intervened with a hint of blush. The idea of being barged in on while naked in bed by a hundred strangers was far more terrifying than fighting space aliens.

Pepper just sighed, rubbing her forehead. The anger seemed to have drained away in a rush, leaving her with nothing but disappointment and ex

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