》ready to, Tony would be there. But they just met and Tony didn't think it would be anytime soon, not that he would want it to be.

All that mattered to him was that Bob was comfortable here. That's all.

Tony blinked and shut the screen off with thought alone. That was going to take some getting used to. Turning to Bob, Tony looked over him and his posture before patting his shoulder.

"....You wanna burger? I could go for a cheeseburger right now."

He wasn't going to talk about it. When Bob was 》

》it aside. It was all happening very fast, but maybe after weeks of being alone, Tony was desperate for the closeness of another person. And with his long-standing crush on Steve, it felt perfect.

This felt right.

But was it the same for Steve?

He felt like a puzzle piece. He pressed down against Steve, and thanks to their pajamas, it felt...very intimate. This felt right, like he had been holding back for FAR too long and finally knew that this was okay. It's okay to open up.

Pulling back with a pant, Tony slid his shirt off and tossed》

》be near Steve. He needed this too.

And that was the straw that broke the camel's back!

Thanks to his sudden new strength, Tony flipped Steve around until he was beneath him and once his hands were over his head, Tony leaned down and pressed his lips against the Captain's. He wasn't thinking and he didn't want to. He just wanted to》

Tony pants, his gaze locked back onto Steve's. He doesn't answer him, too lost in the imagery the good Captain had given him.

Though he was older than he remembered, Steve was still beautiful like this. Tony always thought that even before they met.

He wanted to kiss him. God, he was tempted!

》of pure gold.

"My precious!!"

Don't think about that, don't think about that, don't think about that, DON'T—!

Fuck, he thought about it!!

His eyes suddenly come alight like bright blue bulbs and he cries out as he yanks the case out of Steve's hand.

"NO ONE CAN USE THESE!!" Because to the cyborg, these might as well be made 》

》Besides, what if Steve moved on and used them with someone else?! The cyborg would be damned if that ever happened. Not with HIS toys! Not with HIS Captain!!

"Let go of it, Rogers!"

"I don't NEED them for anything, but they're mine!" He huffed back. He was gonna put him with the Cap shrine. Well, he saw it as a collection, but anyone who heard about it would know it was a shrine.

"Gimme!" Tony grunts almost childishly as he tries to tug the suitcase out of Steve's hands. 》

"You act like I intend to destroy them or something! This is just mine now, alright?!" Tony huffed, still trying to take this back over to the sofa.

He wanted to envision the use of every toy and study them as if they were precious jewels. These were his treasures now. He would not ruin them.

Tony held it tighter as he tried to side-step out of the room with it.

"...It has. My name. On it." Right inside, emblazoned in gold. Tony Stark did indeed own this suitcase.

"Mine," he hissed like a cat.

》trust Tony of all people to move him and bend him in every which way was just...it was...

Tony had to lower the suitcase as his face lit up a deep crimson. His heart pounded so fast that his eyes began to light up.

"We...we should continue movie night some other time..."

Tony's pupils dilated because he didn't expect that. Everyone always seemed to assume Steve would be the top. He was big, muscular, and had this determined air about him when he worked...but at the same time, it made sense.

Steve had to control a lot of the situation, but to let that go? To 》