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Bingo Fill: (Completes 3th row across) : A Quinjet Seats Five
Completes 3rd row across:
PolyamoryA Quinjet Seats Five
Cars/Motorcycles Wheeling and Dealing
Free Space
Home Home?
Time Travel Before the Blow Up
A Quinjet Seats Five (532 words) by AnonEhouse
Rating: Mature
Warnings:None
Universe: MCU
Genre:Fluffy
Synopsis - Steve feels guilty about having so many husbands. Tony thinks too much is never enough.
A fill for the Polyamory square on my Bingo card.
"Sometimes I feel a little bad about it," Steve confessed, after a satisfying and exhausting five way with his husbands. Well, legally he was only married to Tony, but you know. Bucky and Rhodey and Sam were also his and he was theirs. "This, you know, all of us."
Tony peeled open an eyelid. "You're kidding. What's to feel bad about? This is perfect. We save the world and get laid even when some of us are on separate missions."
"Well, you know, I feel greedy."
Tony hit him with a pillow. "What's wrong with being greedy? Do you think I'm greedy? Should I give my money to charity?"
Bucky grunted and rolled over on top of Sam, who whiffed and kicked out.
"I... wait, that's a trick question, no matter how I answer it, I'm wrong, aren't I?"
"I always said you were a quick learner, didn't I?" Tony crawled on top of Rhodey to reach Steve and kiss him thoroughly. "We fought hard for this. We earned it, and we damn well deserve to keep it. We've fought gods and aliens and Hydra and..." Tony took a deep breath and looked hard at Steve. "Each other."
Steve made a soft noise. "I know. If we hadn't found out Thanos was manipulating us... Tony, we would have killed you and Rhodey."
"Eh, we're tougher than that." Tony squirmed over closer until he was lying on top of Steve. Tony never cared about how sticky they got or how many sets of expensive linens they ruined. He didn't think Tony would care even if he was too poor to afford new ones. His husband just soaked up all the affection he could get and blossomed under the attention, softening his words and making his smiles sweet. Tony kissed across Steve's chest, and ended at his throat, saying softly, "Especially since you and Bucky saved us."
"We wouldn't have had to if we hadn't nearly killed you." Steve brushed his hand over Tony's head, seeking and glad not to find any scar. "We didn't even know the transfusion would help."
"But the two of you came into the hospital any way. Let yourself be caught, after all you'd done to keep Bucky free."
"Bucky agreed. I didn't make him come. He chose to. He didn't want to be a murderer."
"He didn't want to leave you alone." Tony laid his head down on Steve's chest. "He'd rather die with you. I know how he feels. I love all of you, but you're special, Steve. So very, very special."
Tony was taking Steve's melancholy much better than usual. Steve narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "You're buttering me up. Why?"
"Me?" Tony looked wide eyed and innocent.
"You."
"Well, I was just thinking. Bruce..."
Steve sighed. "Fine. But we have to talk this out as a family!" he added belatedly.
"Of course, Steve." Tony got comfortable next to Steve, cuddling in between him and several of the others. "Democracy. It's the American way."
Steve sighed again and patted Tony on the back, knowing which way the vote would go. He didn't mind. Wasn't as if they didn't have enough potatoes to add to the stew.
PolyamoryA Quinjet Seats Five
Cars/Motorcycles Wheeling and Dealing
Free Space
Home Home?
Time Travel Before the Blow Up
A Quinjet Seats Five (532 words) by AnonEhouse
Rating: Mature
Warnings:None
Universe: MCU
Genre:Fluffy
Synopsis - Steve feels guilty about having so many husbands. Tony thinks too much is never enough.
A fill for the Polyamory square on my Bingo card.
"Sometimes I feel a little bad about it," Steve confessed, after a satisfying and exhausting five way with his husbands. Well, legally he was only married to Tony, but you know. Bucky and Rhodey and Sam were also his and he was theirs. "This, you know, all of us."
Tony peeled open an eyelid. "You're kidding. What's to feel bad about? This is perfect. We save the world and get laid even when some of us are on separate missions."
"Well, you know, I feel greedy."
Tony hit him with a pillow. "What's wrong with being greedy? Do you think I'm greedy? Should I give my money to charity?"
Bucky grunted and rolled over on top of Sam, who whiffed and kicked out.
"I... wait, that's a trick question, no matter how I answer it, I'm wrong, aren't I?"
"I always said you were a quick learner, didn't I?" Tony crawled on top of Rhodey to reach Steve and kiss him thoroughly. "We fought hard for this. We earned it, and we damn well deserve to keep it. We've fought gods and aliens and Hydra and..." Tony took a deep breath and looked hard at Steve. "Each other."
Steve made a soft noise. "I know. If we hadn't found out Thanos was manipulating us... Tony, we would have killed you and Rhodey."
"Eh, we're tougher than that." Tony squirmed over closer until he was lying on top of Steve. Tony never cared about how sticky they got or how many sets of expensive linens they ruined. He didn't think Tony would care even if he was too poor to afford new ones. His husband just soaked up all the affection he could get and blossomed under the attention, softening his words and making his smiles sweet. Tony kissed across Steve's chest, and ended at his throat, saying softly, "Especially since you and Bucky saved us."
"We wouldn't have had to if we hadn't nearly killed you." Steve brushed his hand over Tony's head, seeking and glad not to find any scar. "We didn't even know the transfusion would help."
"But the two of you came into the hospital any way. Let yourself be caught, after all you'd done to keep Bucky free."
"Bucky agreed. I didn't make him come. He chose to. He didn't want to be a murderer."
"He didn't want to leave you alone." Tony laid his head down on Steve's chest. "He'd rather die with you. I know how he feels. I love all of you, but you're special, Steve. So very, very special."
Tony was taking Steve's melancholy much better than usual. Steve narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "You're buttering me up. Why?"
"Me?" Tony looked wide eyed and innocent.
"You."
"Well, I was just thinking. Bruce..."
Steve sighed. "Fine. But we have to talk this out as a family!" he added belatedly.
"Of course, Steve." Tony got comfortable next to Steve, cuddling in between him and several of the others. "Democracy. It's the American way."
Steve sighed again and patted Tony on the back, knowing which way the vote would go. He didn't mind. Wasn't as if they didn't have enough potatoes to add to the stew.