“...You scare me sometimes, Captain.”Tony teased a little as he moaned working himself open, squirming a little before blinking stupidly at the order, to far gone to process things quickly. This was the best part of any time he spent in subspace, steve got to see him coming completely apart, so far gone that even his over active mind was simply dealing with pleasure instead of giving him ideas. Crawling over to his captain he groaned as he moved to straddle the other’s legs, moaning as he was lifted and fucked, whimpering at the other’s show of straength, hands resting on steve’s shoulders, fingers tight in the leather of his outfit, totally focusing on watching steve’s face that he was ignoring loki for the moment. Simply aware that the godling was losing it on the bed, tony was utterly focused on the man who’s cock he was riding. He loved and cared for loki, but it was only steve would owned his heart and soul so much that he could shut out the rest of the world simply by being near tony. And that’s what scared tony really about trying this, because he was so scared of fucking up, of making loki feel inferior and lost, when he saw just how completely tony had allowed steve to consume his attention.....not that he had ever really had a choice, from the moment they’d met, steve rogers had owned tony stark on a level that few had ever seen....and it was what pepper hated most about the super soldier. So this, now that they indeed were fucking instead of working around it like the last time pepper had been in town, was going to be hard.
“Steve...”He muttered whimpering, because even if he found the captain a kink on a level that it was a fetish, he never forgot that he was a person to, that captain rogers was his steve, the compass by which he set his heart, the way he judged right and wrong. “Steve...”He moaned as he came, painting that stars and stripes on the other’s chest with come.