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Title: One More Indecent Accident
Pairing: Steve/Tony (pre-slash, but with definite interest)
Rating: PG-13, or R for one use of the f-word at the beginning
Word Count: 221
Disclaimers: characters belong to Marvel, not me! Title from the Foo Fighters, as always; this time, "Monkey Wrench".
Summary: So I felt the need to write comment!fic based on the Avengers trailer: “Mr Stark.” “Captain.” Mmm.

Tony says "Captain" like he's saying "please fuck me now." And Steve looks at him, every time, and both loves that sound, and hates it.

Tony has to know. He can't say that word, Steve's rank, Steve's name, like that, and not know how he sounds. Which leaves only two possibilities: either Tony's doing it on purpose just to be a bastard, which is entirely possible considering that this is Tony Stark, after all, or...the other possibility. That Tony's doing it on purpose because he's actually sincere.

Tony's never sincere about anything; if there's one thing Steve has learned about the brilliant son of Howard Stark, it's that he's as flippant as he is gifted, and both of those qualities dance prominently on the surface, keeping everyone from getting even a glimpse into the depths that Tony doesn't share.

But Steve knows about depths. He knows about being alone, and he's not scared of dark water.

So he says, "Mr Stark," whenever they encounter each other, emphasizing the civilian title, pushing because he can.

And Tony says it right back, every time, "Captain," like he enjoys being pushed, like an unexpected flare of light, like something catching fire and sending sudden trails of luminescence through the dark. Like a dare: come closer and say that again.

And Steve will.  Every time.