Chapter 6
"Tony, I want to try something," Steve spoke up with a determined glint in his eyes, staring at the lounging Omega. They were still waking up from the nights activities and still had a bit of time before Tony's heat flared up again.
Tony lifted his head from the pillow, the look on his face one that Steve knew very well at this point; it was his 'don't talk to me until I've had another cup of coffee' face. Steve, having thought ahead, held out the steaming cup, the bitter smell of it wafting through the air to grab Tony's attention. Those lovely gold tipped wings twitched and Steve watched as he sat up and shot a hand out, taking the coffee from him without so much as a thank you.
"I'm listening," Tony finally muttered after taking a few big gulps.
"This might sound a bit odd but I want to blindfold you." Tony froze and stared at the Alpha as though he'd grown a second head. "Think of it as a trust exercise. If you start to panic, I'll immediately remove the blindfold and back off. Is that okay?"
Tony was tense, taking nervous sips of his coffee as he twitched and shuffled his wings on his back, fear slowly trickling into his scent.
"Tony, I won't hurt you," Steve reached out and gently squeezed his shoulder. The startled jolt he received made him feel terrible.
"So you always been into the BDSM scene or is this your way of experimenting?" Tony cracked, smiling tightly, hiding behind his jokes and sarcasm again.
It had Steve blushing and sputtering which served to make Tony laugh and finish off his coffee, the tension easing away.
"It's just a trust exercise, Tony, I promise there won't be anything sexual about it." At least, not in the beginning anyway.
"Whatever." Tony set the mug aside, drawing his knees up to his chest.
Well, it wasn't a no.
Steve grabbed one of his shirts from the other day and ripped it up, making a makeshift blindfold out of it. He scooted closer to Tony and coaxed him into turning around so he could blindfold the Omega, kissing his shoulder when he felt him tense up.
"I've been blindfolded a lot in my life," Tony babbled, nervous, as he was maneuvered into laying on his front. "None of those times ever ended very well."
"Well I can promise you'll like the way this ends." Steve smiled as he straddled Tony's thighs. The Alpha leaned down and kissed between Tony's wings, smoothing his hands over the man's wings until they flattened out, draping over the bed limply.
"So far, I'm okay with this," Tony reported, pillowing his head on his arms.
Steve smiled at this, pleased that Tony was being vocal about what he liked and hoped he wouldn't wait until the last minute before vocalizing anything that displeased him.
"I'm going to touch your neck now, is that okay?" He asked, hovering his hands over Tony's neck. Tony nodded, flinching anyway when Steve gently touched the sensitive area. The Alpha was very gentle as he began to rub circles, kneading gently at the muscles, taking great care not to exert too much pressure.
It wasn't until Tony actually moaned that Steve knew he was doing this massage thing correctly. He'd slowly and surely been making his way down Tony's back, listening to the Omega as he breathed and twitched, taking his cues from either words or body language. So when Tony went boneless under him with a pleasured sigh, he knew he'd made the right decision.
"When did you learn to do that?" Tony mumbled, half asleep from the attention Steve was giving him. He could feel his heat starting up again but firmly ignored it, too focused on Steve's hands as the Alpha worked out all the knots in his muscles.
"You learn a lot of odd skills in the army," Steve shrugged, working on Tony's lower back. "Plus I would give my ma a back rub when she needed it after a hard shift at the hospital."
"Thank God for learning odd skills," Tony moaned as a particularly painful knot came undone. "Oh fuck that feels amazing!" His scent spiked as he gave an audible whimper. He heard Steve inhale sharply and twisted his head, frowning, trying to figure out if something was wrong. He opened his mouth to speak only to have his lips sealed by a kiss, one that he eagerly returned after getting over a moment of shock.
Well this was an unexpected turn, not that Tony was going to complain.
"Steve... Steve, please...!" Tony whimpered after several moments of exchanging heated kisses.
"Shh, Tony, I've got you." Steve smiled, stroking his back and wings, threading his fingers through some of the more sensitive feathers. The Alpha kisses down between Tony's shoulders, nuzzling where his wings met the flesh of his back, eliciting a keen of pleasure from the Omega. "That's it, Tony, just relax and feel for me." Steve murmured, trailing a hand down his waist to the curve of his ass, feeling how slick he already was. "Doing so good for me, baby," he crooned, shifting so he could spread Tony's legs and lift his hips.
Tony felt what was being done and tried to shift, needing to get into proper position to present for Steve. He fanned his wings out, pressing his face into the bed, panting heavily already.
"Comfortable?" Steve leaned down, pressing his front along Tony's back, molding them together, meshing their feathers together. It was a completely intimate gesture, one that had Tony freezing and squirming, not comfortable with that sort of intimacy just yet.
Steve noticed and pulled his wings away, apologizing with kisses and soft touches. He pulled back just a bit and slid his cock along the cleft of Tony's ass, slicking up his cock, teasing at his entrance until the Omega whimpered and cried out with want.
"Soon, Tony," Steve growled, beginning to lose himself to his rut. He'd resisted thus far for Tony's sake but his control was wearing thin and with Tony making all those wonderful sounds...
"Rogers! Fuck me already!" Tony howled going out of his mind with lust.
"So demanding," Steve pressed the head of his cock against Tony, pressing into him with a single thrust.
Tony let out a sob of relief at being filled but it just wasn't enough for him, he needed more, needed Steve to knot him again and again.
Steve growled as he took Tony hard and fast, every Alpha instinct in him rising up, demanding he take and claim. He resisted though, this wasn't the time or place for such a thing and he didn't want to break the tentative trust they'd been building.
Time meant nothing as the two of them moved together, gasps, moans, and cries filling the room around them. Tony clawed at the bed, biting the pillows as he pressed back against Steve, clenching greedily around that thick Alpha cock, begging for more; Steve very eagerly giving him what he wanted.
Steve left love bites all along Tony's shoulders and the back of his neck, kissing each and every one of them as he pounded into the Omega. He reached around and grasped Tony's cock when he sensed the other man getting close to his release, stroking him in quick, rough jerks.
"Tony...!" Steve snarled as he slammed into him, bringing the Omega over the edge with him, a primal cry upon both their lips. Steve moved them onto their sides, pulling the blindfold off as he did. "You did so good for me, gorgeous." He felt Tony flinch a little and frowned, filing the reaction away for later, wondering if Tony didn't like pet names during or after sex or if it was just that one in particular.
"Mm," was the only response that he got as Tony slumped against him bonelessly.
It was going to be a while before Tony was coherent and before Steve was willing to let him out of the bed.
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Steve stretched as he pulled on some clothes, looking back at Tony's sleeping form fondly. He'd made sure the Omega was worn out so he could slip out and get some breakfast and perhaps get some fresh clothes since Tony's heat would be ending within a day or two. He asked Jarvis to keep him updated on Tony's status as he left, heading down to the kitchen to whip up a good, healthy breakfast.
"You're actually down here? Thought you'd still be holed up with Stark." Natasha looked up from her tablet, eyebrow raised.
"Figured I'd come down and make him some breakfast myself instead of relying on you guys. Which I should thank you for, by the way."
"Someone needs to keep you idiots fed," Clint commented from the table, smirking at Steve.
"Thanks," Steve smiled sheepishly, grabbing a pan to cook some eggs.
"You know, I think bonding would do Tony some good," Natasha commented flippantly, not taking her eyes off the tablet screen.
Steve faltered a bit, very sure that the comment was aimed at him.
"Any particular reason for saying that?"
"Well, Tony hasn't freaked out on you yet," The Widow pointed out. "You're practically taking care of him like a bonded Alpha would. I think you two would make a great pair, you're good for one another."
"Natasha, I'm just getting him through his heat cycle," Steve muttered, looking at the eggs before going to put toast in the toaster. He had a grudge against it, Tony had fiddled with it one day and "upgraded" it and now he could swear it burnt all of his toast on purpose. "Besides, I don't think Tony would want to be bonded to someone as old as me."
"Physically, you're only like 27, Cap," Clint pointed out, munching on his cereal. "So you're younger than Tony but also kinda not? Makes my brain hurt."
"That doesn't change my-"
"Ever since I got my memories back and moved in here I've been waiting for you and Stark to fuck."
Steve was startled by Bucky's sudden appearance and words, his eyes wide as he stared at his best friend.
"I've got a bet with Sam that you guys will bond so you better not cause me to lose $100, punk."
"Whoa, wait, you put $100 down on them bonding?" Clint stared at Bucky incredulously.
"Is it really that surprising? I think all of S.H.I.E.L.D has some sort of bet going about the good Captain." Coulson put down his paper, a faint smile on his lips.
"Do you?" Natasha looked up, a brow raised at the the brown winged man.
"That's confidential," the way that Clint was grinning though told everyone that Coulson did indeed have some sort of bet placed on Steve.
"Are we talking about Steven bonding to Anthony?" Thor walked in with that big smile on his face, golden wings fanned out. "It would be a marvelous thing indeed! You would be very good for Anthony."
Apparently it was gang up on Steve time for the Avengers.
Before he could retort though, Jarvis interrupted.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, Captain Rogers, but you are needed back in Sir's quarters, he's awoken and is in a state of panic."
Steve only had time to put the eggs on a plate before he was running for the stairs, someone calling after him that they would finish cooking for him and bring it up. He quickly got up yo Tony's floor, dashing into the geniuses room to find Tony curled up in a corner, whimpering.
"Tony? Hey, it's me," he approached slowly, kneeling down eyes searching as he did.
"Steve...?" Tony's chocolate eyes met his blue ones, tears tracking down his face. "Thought you left me.. Thought you left me like all those other shit Alphas..."
"No, no, Tony," Steve reached out and gently gathered the Omega close. "I just went downstairs to make breakfast for us, that's all. I didn't think you'd wake up so soon so I thought I had time."
Tony wiped at his eyes, nodding, slowly calming down as he sniffed and picked up the scents of food from Steve's clothing, realizing that he'd been telling the truth.
"I'm sorry I left without waking you up and telling you," he hadn't realized that Tony would react like that and now felt awful for it.
"S'not the first time it's happened to me and probably won't be the last," Tony laughed, letting Steve pick him up and carry him back to the now dismantled nest he's created earlier.
"I don't know if you've noticed yet, but I'm not like those other Alpha's," Steve reminded him gently, sitting down to start grooming Tony's wings.
"You keep saying that..." Tony mumbled, playing with a frayed edge of a pillow case.
"And I intend to say it for as long as it takes to get you to believe it." Steve hummed, picking away some loose feathers, placing them in a pile.
"You're really something else, Rogers," Tony sighed softly, twitching one wing, tapping Steve's cheek with it.
"I've been told that before," Steve chuckled, kissing the appendage before combing through it. "Do you want to take a bath or a shower?"
"Bath, with my good oils, you know the ones."
"I'll draw one after we eat," just as Steve said it, there was a knock on the door, Clint very loudly announcing that he had food for them. The Alpha got up and went to the door, thanking Clint before returning with a large tray of food. "I only had time to make the eggs and toast," Steve ducked his head, flustered.
"When this is all over, I want a full course breakfast, just us," Tony muttered around a mouthful of Coulson's famed omelette. This had Steve's heart fluttering in his chest, the thought of having a private breakfast with Tony raising his hopes even further.
"That sounds like a plan," Steve smiled as he dug into his own plate of food.
When they were finished, Steve cleaned up and disappeared into the bathroom to draw Tony a bath, adding his expensive oils, testing the water to make sure the temperature was perfect. He didn't even have to call to him before the Omega was in the room, sinking himself into the bath with a happy groan.
"Well, Capsicle? What're you waiting for? You getting in or not?" Tony opened his eyes, staring up at Steve with a smile, one the Alpha hadn't seen in a while. "There's a lot of room in here if you hadn't noticed."
"Well I guess I can't say no," Steve chuckled as he stripped out of his shirt and sweat pants.
Tony made it no secret as he eyed the Alpha, openly staring as Steve's flesh was revealed to him and.. Wow, Captain America was very well endowed. Even flaccid it was noticeable.
Steve was blushing quite a bit as he joined Tony in the bath, tangling their legs together as he got comfortable. It was nice to just sit and relax, the water lapping just below his sternum, the oils in the water helping to relax him and soak his rather dry feathers. It wasn't good to soak them for too long though.
"You know, I haven't had an Alpha fuck me through my heat in years," Tony broke the silence. "Probably since Afghanistan if I've kept track correctly, not that I'm actually keeping track. Haven't been in a relationship with an Alpha for years before that, all those people I slept with were Beta's or other Omega's."
Steve kept quiet, knowing that this was probably something very hard for Tony to talk about and he was trusting Steve with the knowledge.
"Most Alpha's wouldn't want a fucked up Omega like me, too damaged and the like, too pushy, not traditional enough. If you were an Omega, would you want to just lie back, get fucked and have some asshole Alpha's kids? On second thought, don't answer that," Tony shook his head. "If I were to bond to someone, they would have to let me be me, not tie me down or force me to have kids... I don't even know if I can have kids."
"I'm sure the right Alpha is out there, you just haven't noticed them yet," Steve smiled softly.
"If I could have any Alpha as my mate, I'd want someone like you," Tony covered his mouth as he yawned, the bath making him drowsy.
"You wouldn't want an old man," Steve chuckled, grabbing a cloth to start washing his body and Tony's before he decided to fall asleep.
"But you're not old," Tony protested. "You're practically in your peak! You could have an Omega you wanted I bet."
Which was probably true but the Omega he wanted would probably reject him if he stated his interest. As he thought on it though, he realized that he would never know if he didn't ever ask or say anything so he decided to go for it.
"What if I already know who I want?" He asked carefully, one large hand resting on Tony's knee.
"Well then they are obviously too dumb to realize they have such a great person interested in them." Tony mumbled, eyes half-lidded.
"What if I said I was looking right at him?"