OTP 30 Day Challange

Day 24: NSFW Part 1(Tony/Steve)

'Stupid, stupid stupid!' Tony thought as he nursed his second glass of whiskey since he had stormed off and locked himself in his workshop. They had all been in the kitchen when someone turned on the TV, the news was on and of course, there was something on there about Tony.

She was blonde, Morgen, Monica, something with an M, it didn't matter. The vile woman was on the news, spewing lies about how she had slept with Tony Stark and multiple lies about how 'awful' he was in bed. Tony ignored his team's jabs, just sipping his coffee, that is until he heard Steve speak.

"Jeez, Tony who haven't you slept with?" Steve asked before his brain could tell him not to, all eyes turned to him because you could hear the coldness in his tone when he uttered those words. Tony froze with his eyes wide, but that only lasted a second before he slid his mask back on, shooting Steve a fake smile.

"Wouldn't you like to know, Cap?" He asked in a tone that Steve couldn't place. Tony grabbed his cup of coffee and made his way to the elevator when the doors finally closed, he sighed and rubbed his eyes yes.

"My lab, J." He requested, to which his AI complied silently, once the doors whooshed open Tony made his way to his personal liquor cabinet and poured himself a glass.

Pepper had heard the whole thing, waiting until Tony left to show herself, everyone was still staring at Steve. She didn't even speak, she walked up and grabbed Steve by his ear and pulled him out of the room, the super soldier just let her pull him along.

Tony was still berating himself when there was a knock at his blacked-out glass door. "Who is it, J?" He asked his AI, wondering who would venture down to his lab.

"I can assure you, I do not know, Sir." JARVIS responded, causing Tony to pull a face, he could swear he could hear the sarcasm in his AI's voice. Before Tony could give him a command, JARVIS opened the door without his permission, on the other side was Steve who was looking sheepishly at him.

"Tony..." Steve began, but Tony didn't even give him a chance to talk.

"You think I'm easy, Cap." It wasn't a question so he didn't bother waiting on an answer "It's fine." He continued, not looking at Steve "Howard thought the same thing." He sneered at the thought of his father and the man telling him that's all he was good for when in reality he could count the people he has slept with on one hand. None of them had been in the media, thank you very much, he wouldn't touch those women with a 10ft pole.

Steve frowned, crossing his arms over his chest as he pinned Tony with a stare, "What do you mean?" He asked, caught on the bit about Howard.

Tony took another sip of his whisky, keeping his face neutral. "Don't worry your pretty little head, Cap, I won't ruin your perfect image of Howard." He assured him, turning towards his keyboard and began typing. "You know your way out." He added coldly, the door behind Steve opening automatically.

"Howard was no more perfect than I am." Steve's frown deepened, stepping closer to Tony instead of the door.

"Why are you here?" Tony asked warily, looking at Steve.

"Pepper told me the media story was false," Steve said as he stepped closer to Tony, reaching out hesitantly. "How many are false?" He asked curiously.

Tony stiffened slightly and went back to typing on his keyboard, nor really doing much, just keeping his hands busy. "All of them." He mumbled. Steve let his hand fall in shock before he reached out again, hand on Tony's shoulder as he leaned over, his other hand reaching to still Tony's typing ones.

"Then...why?" He asked. Tony's hands stopped as he cut his eyes at Steve, his breath hitching slightly at the closeness of the other man, but he recovered quickly as he raised his eyebrow.