Marvel One-Shots

Thats... kinky? - Stony

Tony had a secret.  No one knew. He couldn't tell his brother, or even his lover, Steve. He was gay, he knew that. Steve was strictly into dick. He wouldn't want to be with a girl. Or a man that dressed like one...

Tony was a drag queen. He did shows at a bar called "fuzzy boots!". No one knew but himself. He had made a secret closet behind his bookshelf in his lab. You needed a remote to open it. He never let that remote leave his person. That closet was filled with lingerie, padded bras, silk panties, dresses, gowns, jumpsuits, rompers. Anything you could imagine. It was Tuesday, Tony's show. He made sure he was alone in his lab when he slipped into the closet. He chose a shiny, iron colored, silk dress. Scandalously short. He choose gold pumps and picked out his makeup pallet.

He entered the back room, entering the code and unlocking it with a key aswell. This room, he found embarrassing, was filled with wigs of different colors, lengths, styles, and different lace fronts. It had posters of RuPaul and other famous drag queens he aspired to be.

He caught himself holding the dresses up to his chest, stepping infront of the body length mirror and striking poses. He pressed play on his boombox, blasting it against the soundproof walls. He danced around, kissed the poster, he basically just acted like a 12 year old girl.

He was lost in the moment when his phone buzzed

Capsicle❤️:hey cutie

Tony: hey handsome

Capsicle❤️: can I take you out to dinner?

Tony: shit. Tonight doesn't work. I have a meeting.

Capsicle❤️: all good. After?

Tony: I don't know how long I'll be. Tomorrow night?

Capsicle❤️: it's a date

Tony smirked at his phone as he slipped it back into his pocket. He grabbed a duffel bag from the pile in his corner. He gently placed the wig on the bottom, dress above, heels and makeup on top. He quickly threw in some panties and a stuffed bra and slipped out of the room.
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Tony slipped into the change room. He grabbed some wax and gently coated his goatee. The brown faded into a more peach color, matching his skin. He grabbed the makeup bag and fully covered it. He did his eyes, eyelashes, highlight, contour, and used a setting powder over it all. He examined himself in the mirror, making sure the ashamed look on his face was hidden. He slipped his wig on and went to a changing stall.
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Steve peered his head into the room, spotting pepper on the phone.

"Yeah. I'll meet you there at 6:30. You too. Bye!"

"Pepper?" Steve walked up

"Captain. What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering when Tony's meeting would be finished?"

"Meeting?"she looked confused "he isn't in a meeting. He left about an hour ago. Said to take messages for all his calls."

"Oh. I guess me and him got our wires crossed..." Steve gave a pathetic, confused look.

"Well hey, if you don't have anything to do, me and my girlfriend are going to this bar. There's a show. Drag queens. We thought it would be fun! You want to join us?"

Steve was about to decline when he thought

'you're just gonna sit around here and drink. Why not do it with company?'

"I'd love to!" He smirked.

"Awesome! We leave in 20 minutes so go change into something less... fancy. This is a bar, not a wedding" she laughed and he went to change.
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Steve arrived with pepper and her girlfriend. As the show started he could barely focus, mind stuck on tony, and why he lied. He was lost in his thought when one of the queens was announce. She caught his eye.