Caught in Bathroom
Tony suddenly burst in. Peter panicked and pulled himself together. “Jesus, I'm sorry I should've locked the door. I thought nobody wouldn't come. I'm so sorry Mr Stark.”
Tony only could've said “it's okay” and shot the door behind. Oh god , they were in a casual meeting with everyone in Avengers Tower but the kid was touching himself in the bathroom. He was so needy that he couldn't even lock the door.
When he burst in, he didn't see what the kid was doing, but he was standing and heard the moving hand and the boy's subdued moans. Of course his panic was proof of that.
Tony went inside, everyone was still sitting somewhere talking to each other. He went over to James and after a while Peter came back. The boy looked perfectly normal. Tony wondered what had got him into that state, but he couldn't remember.
He didn't see who he was with, what he was doing. Maybe he wasn't even in this room. Peter wasn't looking at him, he was excitedly telling Steve and Falcon something. He noticed the way the boy was talking, occasionally touching Steve. Was he doing it out of excitement or on purpose? Steve, of course, was a handsome, well-built young man, and it was normal for him to want to get his attention.
But Stark realised that the boy had never touched him like that before. Occasionally he'd excitedly tell him something, but he'd never made contact with him. Tony knew he was tough, which made him distant. But the boy was young and had a big responsibility, and he knew that if he let it go even a little, everything could slip away.
Maybe he should have been tougher . He took out his phone and typed a message.
Mr Stark: Terrace, now.
He moved on without looking back and after a few minutes the boy followed him. As soon as he felt the boy behind him, he spoke “It is not right to have such feelings for your colleagues.” The boy didn't say anything back. The man turned and continued talking. “I know you're a teenager and your hormones are raging, but you have to restrain yourself.”
The boy's head bowed. “I'm sorry, Mr Stark, I just didn't realise what was happening for a moment.”
“What if people realised, what would they think? A kid who can't restrain himself is saving the world with us. Maybe you should take a break from what made you this way.”
“But what about my internship? You said we should be together every week?”
“What does this have to do with your internship? You need to get your shit together.”
“I'm so sorry, sir, I just, I don't know, when you folded your arms, I had to run to the bathroom before I even realised.”
“What?” Was he the cause of his arousal? And just the way he rolled up his sleeves? Tony glanced down at his arms, he had just rolled up his shirt sleeves in conversation without realising it and the boy was swollen just from seeing his arms.
“You always see me in a t-shirt anyway, what's it got to do with my arms?”
“I don't know, I'm really sorry, it's just that the shirt is too tight and your arms are too big, I didn't mean to do it.”
He was right, Steve's arms were muscular but Tony's were big and well built. He stepped up to the boy and put his hand on his cheek and lifted his face. “Hey, it's okay, all right?” The boy's eyes were glassy, Tony realised he had just been too harsh, the possibility that the boy might have been thinking of someone else made him unintentionally angry. “If you want, I'll always wear a shirt to class now, okay?”
“I suppose that would make it difficult” he said in a playful tone. “Then I'll make it easier for you” Tony said in an intense voice and with a look. He knew what he was implying, but the boy's gaze was so innocent that he wasn't sure he fully understood.
“Maybe we should go back to the lab.”
“What? Now? But it's night.”
“I think I forgot something, I'll have to show you.”
“But we haven't had dessert yet.”
“We can stop by the supermarket, I've got some things I need to buy.”