Tony has not been nearly so calm. He'd played it cool around Steve himself, largely because Steve seemed to want it, and then disappeared into his workroom at the first opportunity. And stayed there, though there wasn't exactly a ton of work getting done.
Mostly he's been rocking himself back and forth in his computer chair, brain chasing itself in circles as he tries to figure out what the hell he'd been thinking the night before. Not just the poorly thought out foray into kink, but then spending the rest of the evening using Captain America as a teddy bear. Just the thought of it makes him want to drop his forehead against his desk.
Except it had been...good. The sex itself had been fine, sure, though it was marred by remembering how he'd felt right after. No, what his brain has mostly decided to focus on is being tucked comfortably up against Steve. Steve offering to hold him down. Steve wanting to.
He has, at least, done his research in between his phases of self-flagellation. And there is...more there than he'd ever dreamed of, even for someone who hadn't exactly been celibate for a few decades. Fluffy handcuffs were apparently entry-level. Who knew.
He's in the middle of reading through it again -- just out of curiosity, of course -- when FRIDAY lets him know that the Captain is looking for him. Of course he is. Tony finds himself shifting a little, some mix of an urge to continue to avoid and a nervous anticipation fluttering in his stomach. But he finally sighs and let her know that Steve can come find him int he shop.
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Mostly he's been rocking himself back and forth in his computer chair, brain chasing itself in circles as he tries to figure out what the hell he'd been thinking the night before. Not just the poorly thought out foray into kink, but then spending the rest of the evening using Captain America as a teddy bear. Just the thought of it makes him want to drop his forehead against his desk.
Except it had been...good. The sex itself had been fine, sure, though it was marred by remembering how he'd felt right after. No, what his brain has mostly decided to focus on is being tucked comfortably up against Steve. Steve offering to hold him down. Steve wanting to.
He has, at least, done his research in between his phases of self-flagellation. And there is...more there than he'd ever dreamed of, even for someone who hadn't exactly been celibate for a few decades. Fluffy handcuffs were apparently entry-level. Who knew.
He's in the middle of reading through it again -- just out of curiosity, of course -- when FRIDAY lets him know that the Captain is looking for him. Of course he is. Tony finds himself shifting a little, some mix of an urge to continue to avoid and a nervous anticipation fluttering in his stomach. But he finally sighs and let her know that Steve can come find him int he shop.