Secrets Don't Make Friends

Chapter 12: That Can't be Sanitary

"And if you're really concerned about your heat forcing us to be intimate with each other, then I can think of a pretty simple solution." Steve leaned closer, his lips hovering dangerously close to Tony's. Tony couldn't breathe. He felt like a deer caught in the headlights, his brain unable to compute what was happening... and what would come next.

"W-Wha-" Tony stuttered as Steve's thumb pulled away from his lips. He could feel the breath trembling in his throat, the choppiness of it grating in the sudden silence of the cabin. Steve hooked a finger beneath his chin, gently coaxing Tony's lips closer to his own.

"We don't wait for your heat," Steve whispered, his lips a hair's breadth away from Tony's.

Tony's eyes, round with shock, darted back and forth as they searched Steve's face. Was he serious? Did he want to...? The thought of doing things with Steve made the breath catch in Tony's throat and sent a shiver of desire streaking up his spine. His tongue darted out to wet his lower lip in a nervous gesture even as his eyelids shuttered, as if trying to hide the desire and naked want that was filling the whiskey brown orbs.

Tony nodded, incapable of words at the moment. He could hardly breathe past his shock and what felt dangerously like hope as it unfurled warm and bright in his chest.

Steve's cheek creased with his smirk, something that Tony found insanely attractive, and he gently ran the pad of his thumb over Tony's lower lip.

"Can I kiss you, Tony?"

If it weren't for the strange mix of nerves and desire that were coursing through his veins, Tony might've laughed. Ever the gentleman, his Alpha. Willing to take it slow, or not at all, even if the spicy sweet scent of omega interest was beginning to saturate the air in the hallway. Here he was, all but pinned against the wall by a big, strong, Alpha...and he had never felt safer.

Tony smiled a small, pleased, smile before tilting his lips up towards Steve's in blatant invitation.

Tony watched Steve's half smirk bloom into a full smile, a smile that was broad and bright and full of wicked heat. God even Steve's dimples were-

The thought was interrupted as Steve leaned in and pressed his lips against his.

Tony felt the breath leave his lungs at the first tentative press of their lips.

His heart stuttered in his chest, like a car engine that refused to turn over, as the world seemed to stumble to a stop around them. There were no words for the way Steve's kiss stole time, making it halt, until the only thing that mattered was the two of them.

The first thing he noticed when he became aware of cognizant thought, was that Steve's lips were so very soft . Much softer than he would have ever imagined as they brushed over his own like a gently spoken whisper.

Tony arched up into that kiss, chasing the feeling that was beginning to unfurl in his chest and spread through his veins. Desire taunted him so sweetly, made the fine hairs on his arms stand up, as Steve kissed him breathless. Their lips danced, their tongues tangled and explored, until their gentle kiss turned into so much more. Tony couldn't help the moan that escaped him as Steve's hands captured his hips, thumbs dipping under his t-shirt to brush over the thin layer of sensitive skin on his hip bones before pulling Tony's hips even tighter to him.

Tony felt Steve's smile against his lips a second before the Alpha stepped closer, pressing Tony tight against the wall so that they stood chest to chest, pelvis to pelvis. Steve raised a hand to cup Tony's face, deepening their kiss, turning it into something that was spine meltingly claiming.