Day 4 - FIC: Drabble: Touch Me (Avengers)

Title: Touch me
Series: The seduction of Steve Rogers
Fandom: MCU
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers
Summary: Steve thinks of Tony's hands.
Notes: A month-long series of drabbles follows the odd courtship of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark in a loosely connected fashion.

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Steve loved to watch Tony’s busy hands. They were scarred from cuts and burns, from constantly working with tools. They brought forth so many things: energy, protection, innovation. They cut and soldered, worked in metals, fabricated. They were never still, indicative of the brain behind them.

Late at night, in his bed, he thought of those hands. He wondered how they would feel on his face. A simple touch, nothing more. Then his thoughts wandered, thoughts of those hands on his body, touching his skin. Those hands would make him breathless, make him beg for more, brand his very soul.

Day 5 - FIC: Drabble: Neighbors (Avengers)

Title: Neighbors
Series: The Seduction of Steve Rogers
Fandom: MCU
Rating: Gen
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Note: A month-long series of drabbles follows the odd courtship of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark in a loosely connected fashion. My WORD says 300 words... not sure what the variance is.
Summary: Tony lives right next door.

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They lived side by side in Avengers Tower, not that Tony was ever actually in his apartment. He was in the R&D labs almost all of the time. Steve was sure he even slept there most nights.

One evening, he heard loud music and water running in the apartment. He wondered if Pepper was there. He couldn’t get anything done for thinking of Stark being next door. Maybe he’d check.

As he raised his hand to knock, Tony opened the door. “It’s you. I was coming over to see how you’re doing here.”

Steve raised an eyebrow. “We've been here for a couple of months, Tony.”

“Sorry, but the time got away. Are you good here? Everything works okay?”

“It's all good, Tony.”

“Come in. I've got, er, Scotch.”

“No thanks. I was just checking to see if you were here – or maybe Ms. Potts.”

“Well, we're taking a break again. She's not fond of Iron Man.”

“I'm sorry, Tony.”

“I'm kind of interested in someone else.”

“Oh? Who is she? Never mind. Not my business.”

Tony looked at Steve, a gaze that went from his feet all the way up. Slowly. And stopped at his face.

“He doesn't know yet,” Tony told him.

Steve couldn't believe what came out of his own mouth. “He's a lucky guy. You should let him know.”

Tony raised an eyebrow. “You think?”

Steve stepped a little closer to Tony, not too close. “I do.”

“I'm a little nervous about it. I don't even know if he, uh, if he's interested.”

“Ask him, Tony.”

Tony looked hard at him hard for a moment, opened and closed his mouth. “Let's go find something to eat.”

“I'd like that.”

Steve smiled when Tony touched his elbow gently as they left the apartment. He could only hope.