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Summary:

Five times Steve sees Tony in various stages of undress, and one time he sees Tony wearing absolutely nothing.

Notes:

A treat for svgurl410 for seasons of drabbles, I hope you like this!

This is a drabble series in a 5+1 format, comprising of 6 100-word drabbles.

This is also a fill for the 'Movie Night' square on my Cap-IM Round 1 2023 Bingo card :)

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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“You look all dressed up.” Tony grins at Steve, even spinning around to show off a little, finishing with a grand bow.

“Just for you.” Steve laughs. His heart swoops down to his stomach. If only that were true.

“Flattery will get you anywhere,” he replies. Tony widens his eyes in a mock-innocent look. Steve hides his own smile.

Tony’s fingers are quick and nimble as he adjusts his gold cufflinks. Steve tries not to stare. Tony is so very handsome in his black suit and gold tie, a classic look that is still so him at the same time.

 


 

So, how do I look?” Tony fiddles with his sleeve and glances up at Steve. “Good enough for Nat’s set up?”

Tony is wearing a blue button-down shirt and dark slacks, his hair slicked back, his facial hair neatly trimmed. The nervousness in his expression makes Steve want to reach for him, until he remembers why that’s a bad idea.

“You look…good.” Too good. Steve swallows, and musters up a smile. “I’m sure you’ll have fun.”

Blue is Steve’s favorite color on Tony, and now he’s wearing blue to go on a date with someone. Someone who isn’t Steve.

 


 

To no one’s surprise, Tony is the last to arrive for movie night.

Steve tries not to notice the warmth of Tony leaning against him, curled up on the couch.

Tony’s wearing a MIT sweater that’s more than a little big for him at the shoulders, which means it’s Rhodey’s, and a pair of bedazzled pink shorts Clint once gave him as a gag gift. There’s grease on his chin and green goop in his hair, and he clearly hasn’t slept in over 24 hours.

He's a mess, and Steve’s heart still skips a beat at the sight of him.

 


 

“Hey Cap, what can I do for you?”

Steve’s mouth has gone suddenly dry.

“I wanted…the upgrades?”

Tony’s tank top is riding up at his hip, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of golden, naked skin. Steve can’t seem to look away.

If Steve pulled Tony in by an arm around his waist, if Steve traced the gap between Tony’s tank top and his shorts with his fingers, with his mouth, would Tony pull him closer? Would Tony want Steve as much as Steve wants him?

“Hold on a sec, I have some schematics for you.”

Steve sighs. No more daydreaming.

 


 

Steve really regrets agreeing to a pool day.

It seemed like a good idea at first, a chance for everyone to cool off and relax.

Except Steve had forgotten about a very important problem: swim-wear. More precisely, Tony and swim-wear. The problem being that the sight of Tony in nothing but Captain America swim trunks as he stretches out luxuriously on a pool chair is apparently a form of torture invented just for Steve Rogers.

Tony is now happily finishing the popiscle he stole from Steve, his lips turning orange.

Steve bites back a whimper, and dives into the water.

 


 

Steve trails a kiss across Tony’s collarbone, smiling as he feels Tony shiver under his mouth.

“Good morning,” he says, pulling Tony up for a proper kiss.

“It definitely is a good morning.” Tony turns and kisses Steve again, apparently not caring about morning breath. “Someone’s eager.”

Steve palms his hands over Tony’s warm back, thrilled that he can do this now. That Tony likes it when Steve touches him, that he wants Steve to touch him.

“You’ve been driving me crazy—in that suit, that tank top, those swim trunks.” Steve grins. “Now I get to return the favor.”

 

Notes:

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