Fic: A Quiet Night In

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Title A Quiet Night In
Author To-Shiki
Rating Started as G and suddenly became NC-17
Pairing Steve/Tony/Thor, hinted at Happy/Pepper
Warning no beta was harmed/used/consulted in the making of this fic. Any mistakes please let me know
Word Count 1,360
Disclaimer They so aren't mine. Beacuse if they were...we would all be rich because I would turn all these fics into canon
Notes Set in the Avengers Manor when everyone was still getting along. Can be thought of as after Thor and Cap movies come out.
Summery Pepper calls to make sure that Tony's working like he's supposed to be...

The phone only managed to ring once before Steve reached over and snatched it off of the coffee table. Half way through the second ring he flipped it open, hit the talk button, and quietly spoke, “Yes?”

“Tony?” came Pepper’s voice.

Steve shook his head. He whispered, “No, it’s Steve. What can I do for you, Pepper?” He leaned back, the couch’s cushions molding perfectly to cradle his back.

The woman on the other end of the line sighed. “I need to talk to Tony about his meeting tomorrow morning. Make sure he’s got all the facts straight.” She paused, looking quizzically at the cell. “Why are you whispering, Steve?”

“Because,” he whispered, voice tinged with amusement, “because Tony was going over the notes you gave him before falling asleep.” He glanced down at the man playing lap warmer to both him and Thor. “So I can assure you that he did at least try to work.” His free hand found its way to Tony’s ankle, idly stroking the patch of exposed skin between pant’s cuff and sock.

Pepper smiled. At least he tried, she thought. Makes it much less that I’ll have to brief him on in the morning. Out loud she said, “Thank you, Cap. Could you two make sure to do something for me?” At Steve’s ‘hmm?’ she asked, “Could you please make sure that he’s rested for tomorrow? This meeting’s very important for the company.”

“Will do, Ms. Potts.”

“Thank you, Mr. Rogers.” She closed the phone and gratefully packed up her belongings for the night. A quick check at the time proved that it was barely past nine. Will wonders never cease?

“I wonder what Happy’s up to?” she mused out loud to the empty elevator. The doors closed as she was pulling her cell phone out of her pocket, a smile on her face.

~*~

Steve closed the cell phone and laid it on the cushion beside him. Just in case anyone else calls, he told himself. He had noticed that reaching over earlier had caused Tony to stir slightly. Thor had quickly moved his hand from the slowly awakening man’s shoulder to his bare chest, firmly stroking up and down. The soothing motion swiftly stilled their exhausted lover.

As Thor’s hand settled over the exposed arc reactor Steve reached over and gathered up the pile of papers Tony had been going over a mere hour ago. Neither man had noticed when the bearer of the Iron Man armor had fallen asleep.

Both had been entranced by the special playing on the Discovery Channel when Tony had waltzed in, papers under his arm, and plopped down between them. After five minutes of sitting, he had lifted his feet onto Steve’s lap and laid his head down on Thor’s thigh. Papers were balanced on his own thighs with one hand while the other curled around the underside of Thor’s pant leg near his knee. Without realizing it, the thunder god’s hand found its way to Tony’s head, gently massaging his scalp. Steve, seeing what Thor was doing out of the corner of his eye, smirked and placed both hands on Tony’s feet, fingers digging into the tender flesh. A very contented sigh had thanked them for their actions.

With not only the hectic schedule Tony held being the owner and brains of Stark International and the Avengers workload it was not often that they got time alone. Nor was it often that they got to spoil their overworking billionaire genius.

They settled down to enjoy one more special the station had to offer before turning off the television. Steve pocketed the cell phone and moved Tony’s feet off his lap so that he could stand up. Thor, showing off his godly strength, pulled the still sleeping mortal into his arms and stood in one fluid motion. Both grinned as Tony mumbled something into Thor’s chest, turning his body to fit more comfortably in his arms.

Side by side they climbed up the stairs to the master bedroom they shared with Tony. Thor placed Tony in the middle of the king sixed bed while Steve closed and locked the bedroom door. As soon as his back hit the silk bedding Tony began to wake. A hand went to his eyes to try and rub the sleep from them. The two blonds stared at each other.

Less than two hours of sleep and their lover was trying to get back up to work? Unacceptable.

Within the blink of an eye both men had striped and were lying on the bed on either side of Tony. Tony, who had just managed to open his eyes and raise up on one elbow, suddenly found himself flat on his back, arms pinned away from his sides and legs trapped by the muscular legs of both men.

“Wha-“ His question was cut off by one of the blonds sealing their lips over his in a demanding kiss. Hands were all over him, brushing his white dress shirt aside, unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants. One hand slipped in underneath the red thong he wore to stroke his quickly awakening erection. Tony jerked his head to the side to break the kiss. He inhaled and released the breath in a shaky whimper. His eyes remained squeezed shut as thick calloused fingers pressed against his lips. Without thinking he parted his lips, allowing the digits into his mouth, slicking them up with his saliva.

He was only allowed to suck on them for a few precious seconds before they withdrew. Another whimper escaped as the hand reached into his pants, past the hand stroking his cock, to his entrance. The waistband of his pants barely stretched to accommodate the two hands molesting him. First one then a second finger entered his body, jabbing in to find and hit his prostate over and over. Little jolts of electricity shot up his spine. He tried to arch his back, push down, tilt his hips up into the hands stroking him inside and out but the solid bodies of muscle holding him down prevented it.

Two rock hard erections rubbed almost casually against his legs, permanently staining the expensive fabric with pre-cum. Tongues took turns tracing the arc reactor and the inside of his mouth. The hand on his cock alternated between stroking gently to squeezing tight and jerking, thumb just shy of rubbing hard against the tip. When two sets of lips fastened themselves over his nipples, the hand on his cock squeezed just hard enough, and the fingers inside him hit his prostate at just the right time, he found himself gasping as his orgasm rushed through him.

He lay there panting, body trembling. But the hands weren’t done with him. The one holding his now flaccid member brought cum-soaked fingers alongside the ones still moving in and out of his now relaxed hole. Lips and tongues were everywhere as both blonds franticly worked themselves against Tony’s trapped legs.

Tony did nothing but lay there trying to stay awake as his lovers came to completion one right after the other. He could feel the warmth of their cum slashing against his pants soaking through to his skin. A whine of protest escaped his lips when both men withdrew their fingers. He received a kiss from each man before the world seemed to black out for a moment. When he woke up enough to open his eyes he found that not only had he been striped and cleaned but both men were laying back down with him. Thor was spooned up behind him, strong arm wrapped around his chest. Steve lay facing him with an arm around his waist and a leg between his.

“Hmmmm,” he hummed into Steve’s chest. A smile tugged at his lips when he felt both men chuckle and tighten their grip on him. He leaned back into Thor’s embrace as he raised his arm to drape across Steve’s waist. Have to find a way to get them to do that again, he thought as he drifted off, all thoughts of work pleasantly blown from his mind.