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[starkingenuity]

Tony had planned to run for a very, very long time. After his parents had died and he was no longer under their protection to skip annual screenings, he had started to make plans to leave. The trouble was, having a silver spoon in your mouth at all times made the thought of leave the known world pretty awful and Tony, a creature of comfort by then, did not want to leave his home and his riches and his toys.

Uncle Obi shared his secret and together they kept the Stark Empire afloat. Tony was rich enough to pay off the yearly census. For awhile at least.

But that was before the Chitauri came and did what no one in the world thought was even possible in the days before they attempted to take over. They released bombs to kill Guides, specifically. Just like that, millions of Guides around the world perished.

If it hadn't been for the Iron Man armor, he would have died as well.

He'd only just met Steve Rogers, one of his father's friends during World War II, for mere moments before the hellicarier went to hell. He'd seen the way the Captain had looked at him, had smelled the air... It would have been impossible for a Sentinel to have known what he was outside of heat, but Steve was not just a Sentinel. And Tony knew he was in trouble even while he fought alongside the Captain.

Was it any wonder that Tony Stark was mysteriously gone before Loki was even captured or taken back to Asgard?

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[starspangledspandex]

Unfortunately for Tony, the Captain was always invited. They were his rooms and Tony was his Guide. He also needed to get cleaned up so it wasn't going to work out in Tony's favor.

Steve could feel the ache coming down the bond but he was pleased by it. Tony was being reminded of his Sentinel every time he moved and it was wonderful.

"After you eat and I check you over," he agreed, chewing his way through two protein bars without trouble. "I'll bring you a better meal later."

Thoughtfully, he adds, "Or I could check you over during our shower. It might easier once you've cleaned up."

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Not our. Never our. Tony scowled. "I can manage to bathe myself on my own. And what can you do about what you've done to me anyway? They'll heal on their own."

He put down the protein bar because his stomach just kept on turning.

"I'm going to the bathroom. To use the bathroom." He was looking forward to getting whatever was left inside of him from the Captain out of his body. "I am in no condition to escape so just leave me alone for awhile." The walk to the bathroom just looked so far... Well. He'd been through worse. Sort of. He climbed out of the nest to prove to himself that he could.

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"You could," he agreed, because that's not in contention. "But I want to. The bruises will heal on their own but those aren't what I'm concerned about. I want to check for bleeding." His tone didn't really allow for argument. This was what he wanted done so that was what was going to happen.

"Besides, you need me to get into the shower," he smiled. The toilet and sink were fair game, but the two person bath and elaborate walk in shower were locked behind another door. Steve was in control here. Maybe, if he was good, he would be allowed to use them on his own but right now? It wasn't happening.

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Tony's heart sank as he knelt on the edge of the nest. His eyes were sunken in and almost dead, a haze over the usually bright amber. "Can you just left me have ten minutes?"

If he was bleeding, he was bleeding. He'd heal up there too.

Probably not before Steve had needs again though.

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"Ten minutes," the Sentinel nodded, glancing toward the clock on the wall. It was sealed behind bars as well. Steve didn't really expect that the mechanisms inside would be useful but he respected Tony's intelligence.

No, probably not, considering his age and the serum. It was safe to say Tony would be busy keeping him content. Sometimes though, he liked to watch or touch instead of take. Of course, it all depended on how good his Guide reacted to both of those. He would learn. It would take time. Steve would teach him how wonderful it was.

While Tony was taking his ten minutes, Steve would clean up the room. The water and protein bars would stay. They would need them at some point. The materials he used for their nest he would reverently pack in a box just in case he wanted to recreate it someday. The other man would have ten minutes, on the dot.

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Counting seconds wasn't on Tony's mind as he washed up on the sink. He didn't bother to scrub and cry and rock at the injustice of it all, he just stood in front of the sink once he had flushed what he could of his bowels down the drain filling the toilet up with used toilet paper covered in his own semen into the bowl.

He washed up with hand soap but it didn't help. It just made the bruises seem more pronounced. Tony did not look at himself in the mirror though. He didn't expect anything save for the bite with his fingers.

There would be a matching one on the other side of his neck when Steve wished to trigger another heat. The first gland would heal in a few months. Smart Sentinels waited to get s blast of hormones every few weeks but it was hard to tell when Steve would use those hormones against him.

[starspangledspandex]

Honestly, Steve didn't know when he would either. Their bond was young so it was good to use the hormones to keep cementing it. He also didn't want to rush it. It took long enough for the glands to heal that he needed to be careful about it. He didn't want to go without a heat just because he was impatient.

He mopped up the spilled water and removed everything extra from the room that he brought in for this. Steve paused long enough outside the room to check the recording and grinned when it was perfect. Yes, he would definitely be using that at some point. He stepped back into the room and sealed it again, checking the time, then making his way to the bathroom.

"Time for our shower," he said, crossing to open the door and then beckoning Tony through it.

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Tony wanted to say no but all he said was a resounded cone of nothing at all. It wasn't even remotely ideal when he was trying to look as if this didn't phase him, but it did.

He cleared his throat and tried again.

"You could try asking and not just expecting. I'm a human being."

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"Asking implies you're allowed to say no," Steve responded, raising one eyebrow.

He wasn't like other Sentinels or the lovey dovey bonded couples that the news and media liked to portray. He was a product of war and the military, neither of which were good environments for an impressionable young Sentinel. They made him do terrible things and forced him to accept that was all he was good for, then made him do more.

"You're mine," he added. "You do what I say."

Was it any wonder it was impossible to find him a willing, compatible Guide?

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"No." Tony was not use to saying but no and he was exercising that right right now. Yes. The government was breaking down. There was martial law. People were actually fleeing from the country--

But Tony Stark did not let himself be bossed around.

Not now. Not ever.

"You're not my master. You do not own me."

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"You are mine. I have a piece of paper in the next room that confirms it. Welcome to the new world," Steve said, blue eyes serious as he eyed the man in front of him. "You have the Chitauri to thank. Now obey me or I'll make you."

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"Oooooh scary. A piece of paper? Yeah that's something. Sure. Anything you say Master."

Tony flipped Steve off, his anger at least bring life back to his eyes.

[starspangledspandex]

Tony clearly didn't understand what the Government had been up to the past few days but that was fine. He would just have to show him later. There were all kinds of emergency laws being put in place. Guide rights were being stripped left and right. Freedom? It was a thing of the past.

Of course, Steve would have been an exception anyway. They liked to keep him happy so unfortunately for Tony, no one could come to his rescue even if they wanted to. He did appreciate that Tony's fiestiness was back but it was also annoying. He just wanted to shower and wipe his Guide down. Was that so terrible?

"Get in the shower," he warned, one more time.

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"Like I will." It was going to get him hurt but good. Let the Captain feel first hand what it was like to hurt a Guide bonded to him. From what tony knew, Sentinels had trouble hurting Guides anyway (and Steve hadn't really hurt him, he had been in bonding frenzy).

A normal Sentinel might backlash or slip into a fugue. But Steve was not a normal Sentinel.

Guides were meant to be immediately subservient to their Sentinels too. But Tony wasn't a normal Guide either.

[starspangledspandex]

Most Sentinels did, but Steve wasn't most. Their serum was meant to keep him from needing a Guide. It failed spectacularly but he didn't have any problems harming Guides or forcing himself on them. He went through a rigorous round of testing. They couldn't put him in the field without knowing.

Besides, he wanted to feel it. It meant he was doing things right.

Steve advanced on Tony, stalking toward him dangerously, "Fine, we'll do this the hard way."

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Of all the things, Tony could say, "Bring it Ice Cube," was not the best. In fact, it was probably the worst, especially because he decided to hold his ground, eyes hard and hands on his hips.

He was in no condition to be fighting. Or arguing. Or ordering anyone around. Tony just wasn't going to allow himself to be a victim here.

[starspangledspandex]

No, that was definitely pretty high up on the list of things he shouldn't say to Steve. The bathroom was good sized but it was only really a couple quick steps for him to close the distance and shove Tony up against the wall. It didn't give. Clearly it was reinforced to put up with the Sentinel's strength. His hand curled in the man's hair painfully and he all but dragged him toward the shower.

He could feel the pain of it through the bond. Good. It was supposed to hurt.

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No. No actually it wasn't suppose to hurt. Steve wasn't suppose to be able to hurt him and yet he was doing that almost too easily. Pain zapping down his back and then his neck, Tony found himself thrust into the shower, a strange look of desperate fear in his eyes.

He was fucked. Fucked in every way possible. His whole mind seemed to shut down as he stood there because this was a situation he did not understand and could not at all prepare for.

"You're not right."

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He followed the man after he shoved him into the room and shut the door behind him. There was no way Tony was getting out of here without incapacitating the Sentinel in some fashion. It probably wasn't going to happen. The Guide would just have to enjoy the rather large shower. There was even a strategically placed bench and some restraints in here.

No kidding, Tony? It took you that long to realize?

"See, the thing is, they wanted a powerful Sentinel that didn't need a Guide," he made a juggling motion with his hands. "But it didn't work, not the way they wanted. They almost got it right. The only problem is I need to cause pain and my Sentinel instincts still demand a Guide, so here we are."

It might just have been training, once upon a time, but he was too far gone now. It was an itch that needed scratched. This was the Sentinel Tony was bonded to. For better or worse.

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Steve's explanation did not leave a "for better" option here. Tony had been hunted. Caught. Forcefully bonded. And now there was absolutely no hope to be had for anything here.

He was bonded to a sadist. One who could and would and wanted to hurt him.

Tony decided to use his negotiating skills.

"Listen. I get it. You need a Guide. Given what happened, I guess I need a Sentinel. You like to hurt people but you don't have to hurt me. It can be anyone, right? If I stop fighting you, and if I promise to reforge our bond whenever you feel it slipping... Will you keep me out of the BDSM stuff?"

[starspangledspandex]

"No, you don't understand," Steve snapped, letting go of Tony to pace, naked, in the shower. He was agitated. Why didn't Tony understand what he was saying? Did he have to spell it out for him? There was a reason he needed to be bonded. Yes, he risked going crazy but it was also because of his tendencies.

Of course, he might have already fallen off the crazy wagon a little. It just depended which side you were standing on.

"It's not the same. I can't feel it when it's someone else."

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Tony wasn't even sure what to say to that. He was scared, he couldn't hide his fear. "So you're telling me that my entire life from here on out is going to consist of you forcing yourself on me so that you can get off on the pain you cause and you feel from the bond?"

Tony's eyes darted around the shower stall. He was going to have to kill the Captain now. It might kill him, but he could not do this for his entire life. He couldn't submit and be hurt and beaten because one man who should have stayed frozen decided that was the only way to get his rocks off!

Dark eyes darkened further.

"If I don't kill you, I'll find a way to kill myself," he said with a rumble in his throat. "You can't always watch me."

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"You're the one unwilling to compromise," he scowled. He could smell the fear on his Guide and he appreciated it, but he was just annoyed right now. They could talk about this. No one ever gave him a name for his urges. Clearly Tony knew something about what he wanted. He had given it a name. He didn't understand why he was so against everything.

"No, I can't, but that's why I have restraints," Steve frowned. He didn't want it to come to that. That was the exact opposite of what he wanted. Why couldn't his Guide just cooperate? "I still think you'll come around."

He cranked the water on and stepped forward to grab Tony.

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Dodging out of the way wasn't much of a possibility, but Tony did still move back until his skin was against the shockingly cold tile.

"You'll have to keep me in restraints then," Tony growled, which was not something usual for a Guide. "That will just end up killing me too. Maybe not as quick as a glass shard to my throat will, but it'll still do the trick."

He'd be dead inside.

"You've done this before. Other Guides. Other people. And they consented? Try fucking asking me, Rogers! I'm not going to say yes. Not right now. Maybe not ever. But you'd do a better job of convincing me with words instead of actions. I sweat to god if you touch me again I will tear the reactor from my chest and you can watch me die like a gold fish flopping around on the floor."

Not idea. Tony wasn't ready to give up but if this was meant to be a partnership, they were going to have to make this dynamic more equal.

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He advanced until once more, he had Tony trapped up against the wall. His hands were placed on either side of his head. Steve could be terrifying if he wanted to be.

"What's the point in asking if I know the answer?" he demanded. He was angry. He never expected Tony Stark to threaten to kill himself so quickly. It effectively removed his ability to do any of the things he wanted.

His teeth ground together and he added, "Suppose I do put up with this nonsense. am I supposed to do in the meantime? There are no Guides for me to play with. I don't think you understand that I need this."