A Stony fic that got a little out of hand.. :3 oops. And I can’t really think of a title right now so..
Summary: Steve comes home to Stark Tower but can’t find Tony. He eventually finds him alone in his study
Rating: NC-17 (porn and blowjobs, pretty much PWP)
Wordcount: 2536
Please excuse any errors as it I just posted it without so much as rereading it :3
“Tony, I’m home!”
Captain Steve Rogers entered the main Stark Tower’s living accommodation (why there was more than one living room was beyond the blonde).
“Tony?”
“JARVIS?”, Steve tried when he got no reply.
“Yes captain?”
“JARVIS, where’s Tony?”
“He is in his study. Do you wish for me to call him?”
“No that’s okay, I’ll just go see him”
“As you wish, captain”
Steve, the man out of his time, could never quite get used to all the technology. He knew the world had changed and that he had to change with it, but talking to a computer still seemed silly to him.
“I’ve battled aliens, an advanced type-writer should not be this hard to grasp”, Steve mumbled to himself as he went up to Tony’s study.
He knocked two times but got no reaction.
“Tony? Are you in there?”
The blonde placed his right ear against the wooden door, but even then heard nothing.
“JARVIS, are you sure he’s in here?”
“Positive, captain”
“Hm”
Steve hesitantly opened the door, his housemate never appreciated when Steve went into his study, especially without permission.
“Tony?”, he tried again.
The soldier was about to leave the study and inform JARVIS that there was something wrong with his tracking device, when he heard a muffled noise. It was pretty dark in the room, so Steve had trouble locating its origin.
“Mhm”
There it was again.
Steve tiptoed further into the room and found another door.
Why the hell does he have an additional room in his study?
“Oh God!”
The blonde’s eyes went wide at the, now very clearly audible, sound of his housemate’s voice.
Steve panicked
Tony had seemed out of breath and his “Oh God” sounded like he was in danger. Without giving it anymore thought, Captain America burst into the room.
“Cap?!”
Steve froze the moment he laid eyed on his fellow Avenger.
“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Err. I..“
Steve stammered as he tried to process the scene before him. Tony had not been in danger. The man was seated behind his computer, alone, while there played a movie of two men being intimate on he screen. Steve had, however, not only seen what Tony was watching, he had also seen what Tony was doing.