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The rhythmic sound of the car engine was relaxing on a summer night like this. The warm day was completely gone and forgotten by night. Steve was gently tapping on the steering wheel while driving.
‘He looks calm, ' Bucky thought to himself. The irritating music playing on the radio was doing a piss poor job at drowning out the sound of Tony banging from inside the trunk.
“What are you thinking so intently about Buck?”
“Oh it’s just, I don’t, are you–”
“–take your time”
“W-won't we get in trouble for this?” Bucky stammered out.
He didn’t understand a lot about the modern world yet. Social cues and social media were beyond him but this. Sneaking up on Tony after work and just taking him feels wrong, very wrong.
He’s only been out of cyro for a couple of months. Those months have been mostly just him and his newly bearded friend on the run in America. Steve is trying to get him reacquainted with his home.
“Buck, we’ve been over this,” Steve sighed.
He was sick and tired of having to keep assuring his old friend, that what they were doing was necessary. Tony was being immature, choosing to ignore and not resolve their issues. He could have easily replied to Steve on the flip phone but instead, he decided to trash the phone. So typical and selfish of him. If Steve didn’t love him he would have given up trying years ago, but love makes people do stupid things.
“Bucky, you have to understand HE pushed us to do this!” He was starting to get angry. He got angry easier and easier these days. Bucky wondered if having Tony would help calm his nerves , he hoped so.
“But kidnapping Steve? I still think w-we should let him go,” Bucky’s anxiety about this whole situation was getting to him.
“He’s the one beiNG UNREASONABLE DAMMIT!” The car screeched to a halt in an instant. The horn was deafening in the night. The sound of the radio and Tony pounding from inside the trunk has gone quiet, he noted.
“I just want things to go back to the way it was,” Steve whispered. Whether he wanted things to go back the way it was before Siberia or before world war 2, Bucky wasn’t sure. They drove in silence for the rest of the ride. Around 1 am they arrive at a motel. This particular motel was a shady one where no one asks questions or expected answers.
“I’ll go get us a room, you get Tony,” before Bucky could reply, Steve left. He really didn’t want to be the one to take Tony. What if he was crying or having a panic attack? Bucky can barely handle his own emotions, how can he help a man he tried to fought once?
With all these thoughts swirling inside his head he popped open the trunk. He expected a teary face but he got an angry glare instead. He looked ready to fight despite being gagged with a red ball gag and handcuffed. Bucky made a joke about Steve having a kinky side when they bought the gag. He didn’t think they would be used for this.
He tried to gently pick Tony up but he started thrashing around. He was trying to fight Bucky with both hands cuffed behind his back, no armour, no weapon. ‘Stevie was right, this one’s a fighter,’ Buck smiled to himself. He grabbed Tony and carried him away over his shoulder.
He found Steve already waiting in the lobby. He smiled when he saw both Bucky and Tony. ‘How long has it been since he has smiled?’ Steve’s been real depressed ever since they had to go on the run. He clearly missed being an avenger and his home. Tony could definitely help him, help them both if he wants.
“Come on, let’s go to our rooms.”
Bucky gently placed Tony on one of the beds in their motel room, careful not to hurt him. He looks so tiny and vulnerable like this.
“Bucky why don’t you go and get us some food, meanwhile Tony and I can talk,” Tony started screaming louder behind his gag at this suggestion. Without arguing he just left, he honestly didn’t want to be in the room for the initial conversation. He left the two heroes alone.
Steve sat on the bed admiring the way Tony suddenly went quiet at the sudden close proximity. He didn’t resist his urge to touch him. He brought his hand up to caress Tony’s face gently. He moved some hair out of the way to see his face clearly. His eyes are so pretty. He could get lost in Tony’s brown doe eyes forever. Right now they were glaring at him. Sigh guess he’ll have to apologize or something.
“You know I didn’t want to do this.” Tony’s glare intensified.
“I really didn’t, you were ignoring me, you know I don’t like being ignored baby,” Steve smirked. Tony looked caught off guard at the casual pet name. Before Siberia, they only flirted and hung out together on the days they had off.
“I wanted to take things slowly, but I almost lost you,” the seriousness in his own voice surprised him. He was just so sick of being alone. He wanted to feel something, anything. He climbed on top of Tony, putting himself between his thighs. Tony’s thrashing wildly now, desperately trying to get away from him.
“Just stop resisting, I want this to be good for both of us.” Tony was close to hyperventilating. Steve’s hands were groping him everywhere. He’s kissing, biting and sucking on his neck. Clawing at his shirt and pants. A loud rip could be heard before his shirt was torn off. His previously scarred chest was now smooth and scarless thanks to Dr.Cho. Tony was ecstatic seeing his new body with no scars from his previous battles. But now, with how Steve looked at him, he felt dirty.
“God Tony, your body! What happened to it? It’s so smooth,” Steve rambled very shocked by Tony’s body. He always imagined what Tony looked like naked. Now in front of his eyes, he’s awestruck.
Pinching and rolling Tony’s nipples, every tweak caused him to buck up. Looks like Tony has sensitive nipples. Rubbing and caressing his skin got Steve hard. He wants to fuck him so badly. However, he also doesn’t want him to bleed during their first time.
Sigh “Buck you can come in the room.” Startled, Bucky stepped away from the door. He was peeking through the slightly opened door. He shouldn’t have been intruding on such an intimate and private moment but he couldn’t help it. He hasn’t had sex in so long and Tony looked so good. Sheepishly Bucky walked inside with some food.
“In my defence, you knew I’d be coming back soon.” Bucky put the food down on the side table. He tried really hard not to stare at Tony. It was difficult to ignore him when the man’s chest was heaving up and down so erratically.
“Is your fella okay?” Bucky was starting to worry, again. Tony’s eyes were going really wide. It looked like he was having a heart attack..?
“Tony? Hey what’s– OH he’s having a panic attack! He used to have these back when we all lived in the tower too.” Steve was more than capable of dealing with this. In the past, he has helped Tony through many panic attacks. Cradled Tony in his arms, rubbed his back, talked softly to him. One time Tony fell asleep like that in his arms. He should’ve made his move back then.
“Tony sweetheart, it’s alright.” Steve kept trying to calm Tony down but it wasn’t working. He didn’t want to take out the ball gag in fear of Tony screaming like a lunatic. None of this would be happening if Tony didn’t put up a fight. If he just listened for once in his life!
“Here Steve take this.” Bucky handed him a small vial with a purplish liquid.
“What is this?” This didn’t look like anything he remembers buying. Did Bucky perhaps swipe it from a pharmacy or convenience store?
“It’ll help calm him down and get him into the “mood” you want him to be in.” No clue what that meant but Steve was desperate to stop Tony’s panic attack. Quickly wetting a napkin Bucky pressed it to Tony’s nose. He tried to not inhale it but Bucky was unrelenting. Soon his thrashing became slower. His face started to heat up, his breathing got heavier.
“Jeez, Bucky you give him ecstasy or something?” Steve chuckled. Bucky started to rummage through his backpack. He took out a bottle of lube and some condoms. Steve felt blood rushing to his face. Bucky just gave him a knowing look and left.
“Just don’t take too long.” He said before walking out the door, Steve went and made sure to lock the door this time. The sight that greeted him when he turned back around took all the air out of his lungs.
There was Tony on his front humping the bed. Moaning quite loudly behind the red ball gag. Spit-slicked lips and droopy eyes. He was just asking to get fucked hard. Steve bolted towards him, his dick was hard enough to break vibranium. Undoing Tony’s belt in seconds, pulling his pants and underwear down in one go.
His ass was pert and perfect. Steve wanted to bury his cock in it immediately. He gave it a loud smack.
“MMmf,” Tony moaned. Oh, so he likes that. Steve will definitely remember that. He spread his cheeks, thumb at his entrance, testing his tightness. It was going to take some work to loosen him up, good thing Tony wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
Lubing up a finger generously before shoving it deep inside Tony, slowly. Tony threw his head back at the intrusion, he started pushing himself back onto Steve’s finger.
“You want more? Of course you do, slut,” More lube and Tony was taking three fingers in. Spanking Tony hard to distract him from the pain. Steve kept Tony from rubbing himself against the bed. He didn’t want him to cum before he got a chance to enter him.
Steve let go of Tony’s hips, bruises already forming, in order to lube up his cock. He didn’t bother with the condom, he couldn’t catch any STDs and sadly Tony can’t get pregnant so it didn’t matter.
Tony looked over his shoulder to see what was taking so long. He rolled over onto his back. He spread his legs and gave Steve the sluttiest look he’s ever seen on a person. Steve really wanted to hear his voice and this look reassured him that he won’t scream out for help or anything. He undid the ball gag, pulling it out alongside a string of saliva.
“Pleash, Steeve f-fuck me,” Tony was slurring his speech but it was clear what he wanted. What he desperately wanted.
“M-my body feelsh sho hot,” Tony was sobbing, he never wanted something so badly before. He felt like his body was going to explode if he didn’t get a cock in his ass in the next 5 seconds.
“Please,” He sobbed harder, he needed it so badly. He felt so empty and incomplete without Steve.
“Oh Tony, you know I can’t say no, not when you beg so prettily.” Steve ducked down intending to give him a quick peck but Tony had other plans. He followed Steve up wanting to deepen the kiss. Not wanting to deny Tony anything, he reciprocated.
He kissed him deeply, pushing his tongue into Tony’s mouth. Tony kept moaning while kissing him, wrapping his legs around Steve’s waist, pulling him close. Urging Steve to stick it in him. Steve finally got the hint, he broke the kiss. Before Tony could start whining. He put the head of his dick at Tony’s entrance. Slowly he slid right in. Stretching Tony wider than any finger could.
“O-oh god you feel so damn good doll,” Steve groaned, Tony was so warm, tight, wet and just fucking perfect. Tony was now an incoherent mess of pleas and moans. Urging Steve to go fast, hard and just fuck him into the mattress. Gripping his thighs hard, Steve started to move, slowly at first trying to find his prostate, the one spot that will make Tony see stars. Tony suddenly screamed.
“There! Right fucking there, please Steve fuck me there, I-I need it.” Tony begged with tears streaming down his face. He hasn’t cried during sex since his 20s. Steve angled himself to hit that spot again. Tony sobbed in ecstasy. Sex has never felt this good before. Steve was just so hard and rough with him.
Steve picked up the pace, going faster and faster. He left hickies all over Tony’s neck. Marking him as if he was Steve’s property, this excited that primal part of him. The part of him that wanted to claim Tony as his own for the whole world to see. Keep him locked away somewhere as his own personal toy to fuck and love.
“You love it, Tony tell me you want me,” Steve demanded.
“I l-love it, I want you–” Tony moaned.
“Tell me yo–” Fuck he was getting close.
“I want you, Steve I love you s-so much!” Tony came while screaming this. Steve didn’t stop, didn’t even pause. He fucked Tony through his orgasm. He was thrusting wanting to release inside him, deep inside him.
“Tony you’re fucking mine, don’t ever forget doll,” He came, thrusting his cum deep inside. He bit Tony’s neck to stop himself from being too loud. Slowly he felt his heartbeat calming back down. Tony was whimpering quietly. Steve pulled out, cum spilled out of Tony’s stretched-open hole. He rolled over and laid down on his back beside him.
Tony couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore, didn’t want to fight this anymore. He was so tired and so damn lonely. He turned onto his side and tried to bury his face into Steve’s side. He wanted to be held, be told he was loved.
“Mmh,” Tony whimpered trying to get Steve’s attention. He didn’t want to verbalize out loud what he wanted, he still had his pride to think about. Steve got understood and turned to pull Tony into his chest. Holding him close and whispering sweet pleasantries into his ears.
“Tony I love you.” Tony fell asleep sobbing into his chest.