Chapter 6
“Ma, im home…” Steve called out as he opened the front door to their house. Tony following akwardly behind him. He had only planned to walk Steve home, but was a bit surprised when the tall blond had suddenly grabbed his hand and guided him to their porch before opening the door.
A sweet looking woman had instantly poped out of the kitchen with a tray of home made brownies. Eyes sprakling once they meet with Tony. “Sweety…who’s this? “ she asked as she lifted the tray a bit higher towards the two teens. “This is Tony Stark…he’s a friend from school…” Steve said absentmindedly as he grabbed a brownie. The shorter teen gave a shy smile as he didnt expect to be greeted by the senior’s mom right away that day. She was so beautiful and blond, Just like Steve. Compared to the two. Tony looked like last nights TV dinner. His hair was a mess, his shirt had wrinkles and he was pretty sure his glasses were fogging up from his breath.
But Steve’s mom didn’t seem to care as she simply offered Tony a brownie before smiling brightly at him. “Make yourself at home darling..Stevie doesn’t usually bring new faces over here…why, you must be something special-“
“Wow! Look at the time! My shirt isnt gonna dry it’s self ya know..we better get upstairs now!” Steve hurriedly said as he tried to hide his redden face from the brunette. Pulling Tony along side him as fast as he could before his mom could embarass him anymore. He had slammed the door shut once they were finally in his room. Face all flushed as he awkwardly apologized to Tony about his ma. The smaller teen just laughed as he reassured Steve that his mom was great. And the brownies were outstanding.
“Seriously…you’re lucky you got a mom that actually knows how to bake…my mom only knows how to make margareta’s” Tony crinkled his nose as he laughed. The adorable expression made Steve feel like he had a mini heart attack.
“Um…Steve?”
“Yeah?”
“Your shirt?”
Steve forrowed his brows for a bit before realizing what the other meant. “Oh yeah…yeah…” he stupidly laughed as he started to undress right away. Not realizing how massive he looked without his shirt on.
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Tony couldn’t help to stare for a bit before realizing what he was doing and looked away. He felt like a pervert standing there while the other was half naked. wandering around and looking for a new shirt to wear. The shorter teen didn’t even know what he was doing there? Surely there was nothing else they could do for the rest of the day in his room.
“Tony…Tony, you okay?”
“Huh oh..ugh yeah..sorry was just thinking of something while…you were um…busy…” the brunette coughed as he realized that Steve had decided to wear a plain white sando. Which somehow made him even more hotter than when he was half naked.
A simple “oh” was the only reply the other had given him before going all silent. Making the whole room feel a bit small and awkward for the two boys.
“So…um…you got a really nice room..love the colour…” Tony started since he really wanted to keep his mind off of Steve’s body. The grin the blond had given him from that was enough to make his heartbeat stop. “ thanks…i painted it myself…” Steve laughed as he jumped on his bed. “Light blue…huh..” Tony smirked a bit as it suited the other teen well with his eyes. “It’s my favorite colour. And it’s not just any shade of light blue. This is the shade of the ocean…calming and peaceful..” Steve trailed as he placed his arms behind his head. Glancing at his side when he realized the other teen was sitting beside him. Without thinking he blurted out “ i really wanna cuddling you right now…” blue eyes instantly widen when Tony had snapped at that. Panic started to fill th blond as he tried to apologize for saying that. “ i didnt think we’d be learning today…but okay…might as well” Tony smiled as he crawled towards the stunned jock.
Oh thank God Tony hadn’t thought anything of it. He couldn’t resist the erge to swallow though when the smaller teen had finally laid on top of him. Glasses off as he stared at Steve. Brown eyes big and beautiful. “Tony…” Steve breathed as he unconciously wrapped his arms around the small messy haired brunette. It all felt so right as he held him there. Warm and cozy inside his room. His breath hitched when he felt Tony’s fingers start to trace scribbles on his neck. Before he knew it. He had suddenly pinned the shorter teen against his bed. Kissing him so passionately that he couldn’t even stop what he was doing. The amazing thing was that Tony was kissing him back. Tongue dancing along with his as he bit and sucked at the soft lips. He could feel himself harden as he grinded against the other who was already moaning at his touch. Soft fingers curling on his sides as he slid his own hard finders beneath the other’s shirt. Loving the feeling when he had found one of Tony’s nipples and suddenly pinching it. Earning him a whimper from the brunette.
If it wasn’t for Steve’s mom knocking on the door asking the two if Tony was staying for dinner. Steve didn’t know how far Tony would of let him. The two had instantly jumped from each other as far as they could once his mom had opened the door. Eyes looking a bit suspecious as she plastered a grin. “We’re having mashed potato’s and fried chicken…” She trailed. “Um…would you like to stay for dinner?” Steve asked with a very flushed face as he tried to even out his hair. Tony was red as a tomato as he tried to straighten his shirt, nodding a “sure!” Before adding “i-i could help with te potatos…” he offered with a smile. Mrs. Rogers beamed at that offer. “Why that honestly sweet of you! Come on down the kitchen and we can get started!”
Once she had left the two boys alone in the room again. Steve could only smile in embarrassement, unsure of what had just happened between them. “So…ugh yeah…lessons over for the day…ahem…i see you’ve improved on how to kiss…” Steve drooled. Tony beamed at the praise. “Well, i did learn from the best…” he chuckled before the two fell silent again. “So…um…wanna help out ma downstairs? Bet she’s waiting on us” Steve smiled, making the other nod as he went out to go downstairs. Steve following after but not before straighting his pants first.