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[starkingenuity]

"Will someone please tell our resident Super Soldier that he's needed on 6th?  Like...yesterday?  Okay, yesterday the Chitauri weren't attacking and Banner and I were having freeze dried blueberries on the hellicarrier, but you know what I mean, stop being so critical and literal with everything I say.  You guys suck."  Stark burst across the sky over Thor's head and the blond turned towards the archer standing next to him.  A smash of the hammer into one foe did not even cause him to look away from Barton.

"I do not understand many of the words that he speaks," the Asgardian confessed.  "He has a conversation with no one but himself."

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," Clint said, shooting a flying mercenary through the eye while he watched Thor look even more confused.  He found a new pasttime, he decided.  But, like Tony, Clint wasn't exactly sure where Steve was.  He's seen him in one of the buildings but after that--  Clint touched the side of his collar.  "Cap?"

"Earth to Captain American, come in Captain America," Tony said, piping music into the background.  There was a reason Natasha had taken out her earpiece.  "Grandpa, you asleep?"

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[starspangledspandex]

He wouldn't really consider this a meal necessarily but it was the general idea. Tony's health was still the most important so he set to work removing the rest of the glass pieces from his back and thighs.

"I don't feed on the living," he muttered, dropping the last splinter in the dish. "I never wanted to hurt anyone or force myself on anyone."

He hesitated before he licked up Tony's thigh and stopped when he heard footsteps. He was so handsome.

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And now he had an erection. That probably wasn't an intended side effect here, but he huffed slightly before Steve pulled away to give him a little bit of dignity before Bruce showed up again. The scientist smirked. "I told I'd be right back," he told Tony as if he was dealing with an impatient toddler and then he thanked Steve for humoring Tony.

Tony didn't look at the blond during the rest of the session as the doctor tugged out each sliver and immediately pressed a sterile pad down against the cuts to stem the flow of bleeding.

Tony had no way of knowing that Steve's saliva had ended up healing him and if Bruce noticed (and he did since there should be more angry marks on Tony to match the glass in the dish), he said nothing.

At least it made his erection go away to have the doctor working on him.

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Definitely handsome, all muscles with a strong jaw and right now at his mercy. Steve was certainly aroused by all of this. He lingered as long as he could and his pants might be a little tighter when he pulled away to lean against the wall again.

His eyes still didn't leave Tony as Bruce sorted out the pieces that the vampire missed in his distraction. He smelled so good and the taste was really just a snack for him. Steve really didn't know why he was still there but he couldn't leave.

He brushed off the Doctor's statement and nearly whined when he started soaking up the blood with the pads. All that wonderful liquid being wasted. It was such a shame.

"How does he look?"

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"The answer is 'handsome' an/or 'sexy'," Tony supplied for them both as Bruce told him that he could get up. He took his time putting his jeans back on, if only to spare anyone from the half hard erection still filling out the front of his underwear. "Thanks, Doc. That was a pain in the ass. Do we know what sort of containment they have Mr, Meglomaniac in?"

It would take a day or two to get the tesseract back into shape for the trip to Asgard but Tony really wanted to make sure that no one was going to break out and decimate his brand new Tower.

Again.

The amount of work he had to put into it.... Tony stretched, inavertantly rubbing a few of his scabs off. It wouldn't be enough to bother him, but it might be enough to brother Steve.

"i don't know about you two but I need a shower."

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Both of those were true but he wasn't going to admit it in front of Dr. Banner. He wanted to keep as much of this under wraps as possible and that included anything he may or may not do with Tony.

"Loki is being kept in a cage like the Hulk, firmly on the ground. Triple layers of security. Romanoff and Barton are assisting Thor. He's been cuffed, shackled and muzzled at Thor's recommendation," Steve told the man and he wet his lips when he smelled fresh blood. This was going to be torture.

He glanced down at himself, "I could use one myself."

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"I think we all could," Bruce said, some debris still clouding his dark hair gray. Tony looked between the two with a smirk.

"We'd need to invite Thor and Barton or else they'd feel left out." He did not mention Natasha. Natasha would only do something horrible and sexy to him and he had already been yelled at by Pepper once today.

It was too bad that she was in London.

He had a feeling the wouldn't do what he was about to if she was in the country.

"So how about Banner, you take the guest en suite," he pointed through the door. "We're about the same size, I have clothing in the closet. Cap, I'll show you to another one. You're...you're just going to have to put up with putting on dirty clothing again because...yeah. Your chest isn't real."

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"I think they can find their own showers," Steve told Tony with a shake of his head. He followed the pointing to the shower that Bruce was going to use--it was always good to know where they were--and turned to follow the billionaire.

"An agent brought me a bag," he informed the other man. "It's outside the door." He was just too enamored with Tony's smell to change out of his uniform pants and undershirt. He grabbed it now as they walked by it. "And my chest is real."

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Leading a vampire on was pretty much right up there stuff he shouldn't do. Having already been killed entirely too many times in the last few days, one would think that Tony would bar the door and run away. Alas, he was forever interested in the next big thing that might kill him but feel too good in the process to give up and while Steve might have been a better fit if he was a woman, this had to go along the lines of what was and wasn't gay. If Tony got the blowjob, he wasn't gay. If he gave one...well. Sexual identity was fluid.

He still wasn't gay though. He just liked being licked.

"It can't be. A real person can't be so..." He stretched his hands out. "Too much is too much. You're a few seconds from a debilitating back injury," he replied, laughing breathy as they entered his bedroom. The bathroom was just beyond that.

The shirt didn't make it there.

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At least it was better than leading on a dangerous vampire. Steve wasn't going to hurt him if he could help it. There were enough dangerous things threatening them in the world without him adding to them.

Steve was fairly certain that he was attracted to personalities more than he cared about pieces. It wasn't something that came up very often. He tried to avoid getting too close to people. They tended to ask questions or freak out about him not breathing in his sleep. Bucky was the only one that knew.

"I think I'll be fine," he scoffed. Steve eyed the room they were walking through and frowned. "I thought you were showing me to a bathroom."

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"I am showing you to the bathroom," he said cheekily over his shoulder. It was hard attempting to be enticing -- what the hell? -- when you're in pain, however. Tony ended up leaning -- well, being propped up -- against the door jam as he watched Steve. "This is the bathroom. How do you like it?"

Tony tried to tell himself that offering himself this was was mutually beneficial. Steve got his treat...and Tony got to feel good.

Besides, he only stung still where Bruce had been at work dabbing his wounds.

Anyplace Steve had touched-- Tony backed into the bathroom to look at himself over his shoulder.

Okay, well, that was good to know.

"Figured we could help each other out," he said with more confidence. "I need my back and my thighs touched up."

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He supposed he should have expected that but he never got any indication from the man that he was remotely interested in men, much less Steve. He was fairly certain they didn't see eye to eye on quite a few things. His blue eyes were almost piercing as he eyed him standing by the door frame and he slipped by to inspect the bathroom.

"It looks extravagant," he told him, turning to look at the man and scanned the rest of his wounds. There were still quite a few but not nearly as many as Steve already dealt with earlier. He was fairly certain it would never be enough.

"They're not deep enough to bleed much," he told him.

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Tony knew how to deal with rejection and shrugged. These things happened, even to a guy with his looks and his money and his personality. Generally, it was the personality itself that threw some people off. However, he could take 'not bloody enough for me' into consideration too.

"Okay, then I hope you and your chest enjoy your shower," Tony said with a smug flippancy, grabbing his robe. It might not bleed muck but they still hurt, more now because he wasn't flying around trying not to die.

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He realized, suddenly, that the man thought that meant he wasn't interested and his instincts--quite helpfully--informed him that anything he could get from Tony was better than nothing. He couldn't just let him leave. He knew he was going to seem desperate but he couldn't help it.

"Wait," he raised one hand. "I wasn't saying I wouldn't do it. I was just commenting. It'll still make them feel better."

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"Good. Because these hurt like a bitch." That wasn't exactly true. His back and thighs stung, but a few aspirins, some scotch, and sleep would do wonders. "And there's the mess in my hair line too."

All right, now he was getting ridiculous, like he'd found an expensive call girl willing to do anything for him. He shouldn't treat Steve like that. He knew he really shouldn't be doing this at all. He had an annoyingly addictive personality and the way the other man's tongue felt against him--

"Where's easier? I don't want blood on my sheets. Let me get a towel." Yep. High class happy ending massage therapist. Great. He wasn't sure how to explain this one away as he crawled onto his stomach.

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He tilted his head as he watched Tony move and he frowned slightly, glancing back at the shower but following Tony anyway. The rest of it could wait. He didn't give a damn if either of them were scrubbed down yet.

Tony was going a mile a minute and that was fine by him. He was adaptable. He waited as the man laid out the towel and crawled onto it. He wet his lips, "Ready?"

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Was he ready? What sort of step was this? For Steve, it was like taking him out to dinner for a job well done or something, right? It was nothing to put a lot of thought or effort in. It just was...food.

"Go ahead, some of us aren't staying the same age forever," he snarked, playing it a lot cooler than he currently felt.

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Tony really didn't get it, not really. Steve did have a massive and intense desire to feed on the other man but he wasn't thinking of him as food. It was a dangerous way to think. The man was a friend--he thought so anyway--and this could be a very intimate thing.

"I'll have to reopen some of these," he murmured, crawling onto the bed beside Tony. "It shouldn't hurt too much."

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Tony didn't exactly like Steve, actually. They had fought each other and then fought together and while Steve had come to the rescue of sorts when he had fallen, that didn't make them friends. Tony didn't do friends, and if he did, they would be robotic AIs or Bruce Banner.

Not oddly muscular, blond, blue eyed super soldiers who use to hang out with his dad. Actually, especially not oddly muscular, blond, blue eyed super soldiers who use to hang out with his dad. His dad was still partially on his shit list.

These things happened.

Still, he stretched out against the mattress as if he was on the beach, cheek on his forearm. "Do what you've got to do."

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He knew that the man wasn't his biggest fine and that was fine. They grated on one another; it was understandable. They were from vastly different times. They valued almost completely different things. Steve would deal with it just for another taste.

His teeth dragged over Tony's scabbed and he used his sharper fangs to scrape them open, which he immediately followed with his tongue. Steve couldn't keep a small groan from escaping him.

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The ripping sensation wasn't the most pleasant but what followed made it worthwhile. Tony's head lifted from his arm and he closed his eyes, brows knitting and lifting in rhythmic motions. He would have to hurt himself more--

The thought made him groan, and not quite in pleasure. Tony was a risk taker, he didn't always follow safety measures, but he wasn't thinking of Steve as the ultimate band-aid. It simply felt so. Good. So fucking good.

He let out a heated breath and curled and uncurled his toes. One would think Steve was doing more than licking up trickling blood.

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The reaction from the other man was interesting. Steve never actually did this before so he didn't know what to expect. He was almost acting like it was as good as sex which he wasn't completely sure about. He was never on the other end of a vampire licking and sex, well, he never convinced himself to try to land anyone when he was sick.

"You good?" he asked, because he wanted to make sure even if the reaction seemed pretty clear. Steve ran his tongue randomly up Tony's thigh where he could feel his pulse. Femoral artery. "Some vampires prefer drinking from here," he commented idly. It was more intimate that way.

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Good? Tony exhaled narrowly, half a chuckle about all he could manage. "Yeah, I'm good." He wasn't giving Rogers a snack out of the kindness of his stony little heart after all. He let his head fall back to the towel before Steve spoke again. The muscles under the skin in his thighs tightened under the salty skin below his tongue and he nearly bit his lip.

"Yeah?" He asked as if he was some sort of breathy harlot in a bodice ripper. "But you wouldn't know because you don't feed from people, right?"

Tony wanted to squirrel out the answers. Even if it was hard to concentrate.

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"Good," he muttered against the man's leg as he shifted sides.

Oh he knew Tony was fishing for information but honestly he expected it so it didn't put him off at all. If he was going to tell someone, they might as well ask.

"No, I don't," he confirmed. "I never liked the idea of forcing someone and before the serum... I wasn't top of the list."

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The feel of hot breath, the tingle, and everything that came with Steve half between his legs was bliss. "You were...even before my dad got to you?"

He'd thought, for a moment, that the serum made Steve who he was, not that the kid was already a vampire.

What a skinny, sick little kid to be one! Tony didn't bite down a moan fast enough. "How'd that even work then? How'd you get anything to eat? Or do vampires these days like pizza too?"

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"Yeah, I was," he agreed, Tony was distracting him a little but that was probably a good thing. He just smelled so good. It was fading a little as he healed the scabs over but up close, he was still alluring.

"Back then, well, it was harder," he muttered. "I was turned in 1918 that's why SHIELD uses it for my birthday. I was twenty-five then, so it wasn't too far off. I was sick enough I could pass for younger. A lot younger."

He might suck a little at one of the wounds before he licks it over this time. Oops. "Before that, mostly animals. Butchers, especially, sold pig's blood for any number of ethnic dishes. Then there was Bucky and the war. Plenty of fresh dead bodies. Now, SHIELD knows, so I get packets out of the blood bank."

Steve made a face, "The fresher the better though, honestly. I need it less often if it's fresh."