ext_36566 ([identity profile] axolotl-lan.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] cap_ironman2008-06-20 11:31 pm

Crosspollination of thoughts -fanfic

Title: Cross-pollination of thoughts
Prompt:crossdressing
Summary: Crossdressing and naughty thoughts.
Rating: I'll say NC-17 to be safe.... and because it probably is.

Note: This was done for the summer cliche-a-thon, since I am already well on my way to completing the list anyway. (that is if/ when Pandanoai returns from her exile... I mean awesome trip to the land of Australia, where she has already met with leeches).

 The cool part is to complete all sixteen on the table I only need to do one story where someone is a traitor, one where someone is turned into an animal and one where a mother of one of them drops off their kid who is revealed to be theirs or something like that and my other two ongoing fics hit the rest ! (something tells me I shouldn't be proud of this - <strike> but I totally am </strike>


Steve fidgeted on the bed hands slipping over silken threads. The crenalin felt rough against his legs. He realized this was an important Avengers mission but he couldn't help but wish that someone else were in his shoes (both metaphorically and not he thought as the pinch in his toes reminded him of that little aspect of things).

The girls couldn't do it, one Jessica being pregnant, and the other using her spy lifestyle as a very good reason for her to minimize 'undercover' excepting instances when it involved her established ones so as not to complicate her life further. He wouldn't begrudge her that. Even if he already kinda, sorta was. He'd at least have to find a way to pretend not to be upset with her and think her excuse was just that.

Why couldn't Peter do it? He was the right sort of build for it- lithe and just enough hips and ass that even if some men spotted him out they'd never say it if only to cover their own attraction to him.

Tony would've been good at this too, and possibly had the worst excuse of all - "As soon as they saw my goatee I think they would know."

As if Tony hadn't made him get a full body wax prior!

Seriously, the smoothness of his skin was more than a little unnerving. He felt like a ball of nervous energy, he needed to do something before the mission to calm down or he would never be able to pull it off.

Steve turned to the mirror to see himself- the long blonde extensions falling down to his false breasts looked so real. He ran a hand through them and wondered what they would be like in black and falling from the head of someone else.

He considered the lolita-styled dress done in midnight blue with delicate white sequined stars falling from one shoulder to the next on the slimmer taught muscles of his fellow avenger and friend before deciding it wasn't right. Tony wouldn't wear a dress like this it would be long and slinky a shiny red with gold embellishments or jewelery. He felt the harsh, white crenalin scratching against his bare skin as it raised at his line of thinking.

 He should have put on the panties and leotards but wanted to wait. He had been warned by the girls and Tony -and wasn't that suspicious?- that he had to wear the shoes as much as possible before the night of so that his feet would be adjusted to being in pain. Well in their words it was more like 'so that you can wear them in and make them more comfortable'.

What surprised him was that the harsh fabric and turn of thoughts had not lessened his desire.

He went over to the make-up along the table that he had been dreading, he knew how to use it he and Bucky had their fair share of adventures in the day. He picked up the glossy pink lipstick, it was a bit different than the kinds he had used before instead of being a stick you slid roughly against your lips, it was a brush that glided across each stroke leaving a trail of colour.
He thought of a luscious red and using it to paint Tony's lips with wanton pout. One that he could swell with careful nips and and hard presses.

The eyeliner and and cover-up are swiftly applied.

He dips into the eyeshadow to use a soft lilac for his eyes with the barest hints of deep silvery blue at the outer edges.
It is not entirely dissimilar to painting he thinks.
The extensions are curled and some select pieces are braided and put up into a jeweled clasp.

He tried to focus on assembling himself in hopes that between that and the fabric of the dress his desire would wane.

He didn't have time for a cold shower.

He adjusted the pillows on his bed, slipped off the strapped heels that were far too delicate for legs and feet like his anyhow and leaned back. Hiking up the dress so his lower body from the navel down was exposed he touched himself.
He allowed his fantasy to extend, and help him forget his throbbing members covered in small almost unnoticeable scratches.
He imagined Tony in drag, he imagined doing just that to his dress until it was hiked up like his own.
He thought of how his hands would touch Tony and how his chest would feel pressed against silk and smelling the light perfume. Tony would probably be scented with lilies or cinnamon, as opposed to his own vanilla.

He would bend over and press his lips slicked by the earlier meeting of gloss and swollen lips to Tony's member.
He felt the strands of hair tickling the nape of his neck and thought of kissing Tony, of his goatee sliding against his face just the right combination of rough and soft.

Of Tony's nakid and waiting for him, their cocks touching, of coming together screaming each others names.

He thought of Tony.

That was all he needed lifting the bedsheets to catch his release he soaked them with cum before catching his breath.

He had a mission to do and he needed to be dressed.

And maybe when he got back he could see about making his thoughts about Tony something else.

[identity profile] coldfiredragon.livejournal.com 2008-06-21 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
OMG! I'm not a Marvel comics fan but this is wonderful beyond words. I now have the 'Iron Man' movie version of Tony dressed in drag in my head. *grins* It's a wonderful image!

I will add it to the fic-a-thon master list now!

[identity profile] coldfiredragon.livejournal.com 2008-06-21 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
It could be either. I was thinking more along the lines of the mother showing up with the kid, but the finding out they have a child because the other parent dies is good as well. I would like to see either.

The challenge will be running until the end of August so don't forget to give the links to all the other fic(s) that will fulfill the other challenge prompts.

As for DC suggestions, I'm personally fond of any woman dropping a baby into Dick Grayson's arms. Maybe Catalina, that would be interesting. I'm interested to see what you come up with though, I wouldn't mind seeing a Marvel pairing. Maybe somebody dropping a kid into Remy's arms, or Logan's. I can't wait to see what you do.

[identity profile] runenklinge.livejournal.com 2008-06-21 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
let´s see about the ideas...

DC or Marvel?

you asked coldfiredragon for DC, so how about
- a supervillain traitor! (so actually a good guy by betraying the baddies)
- Booster Gold the peacock
- and...Thor becomes suddenly a dad?
(ok, not DC)

Honestly, Steve would never look like a woman, just like a man in drag.
And they could have asked Luke, couldn´t they?
(that would be even worse^^)

Tony wouldn't wear a dress like this it would be long and slinky a shiny red with gold embellishments or jewelery
he so would wear a dress like that^^

[identity profile] runenklinge.livejournal.com 2008-06-21 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
I think Steve chose not to thing of Luke in drag even if he did used to wear yellow silk and a tiara.
that sentence made me laugh ^________^

[identity profile] music-est-vita.livejournal.com 2008-06-23 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe once it's finished. I have a few more chapters planned out.

[identity profile] pandanoai.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
::headdesk:: thanks really.... i wanted that visual in my head forever.