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lemonsandstrawberries · 5 years

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Double Trouble Reunion, part 8

fandom: Stony (Steve x Tony), Avengers,

universe: Double Trouble universe (Steve and Tony, T2 and S2)

summary: S1 and S2 became a lot closer in the last days and T1 suddenly founds himself bothered with it and T2 turns out to be a lot smarter and less naive than everyone always assumed.

length: 3 705 words

a/n: one day delay! I am getting better at this, haha. is there a hidden message for you all in this part? maybe *wink wink*. hope you will like it, feedback, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated! if you have any ideas what would you like to read in this series, I am open to suggestions!

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Double Trouble Reunion, part 8

"Can you pass me carrots, doll?"

"Here you go, toots."

A flicker of eyes meeting. A flirting smile. A challenging tone of a voice. An almost palatable, sexual tension in the air. Oh, Tony knew that feeling well from his first encounter with Steve on the hellicarrier. He was content with the stable, loving relationship he had, but sometimes he missed the banter and teasing and the flutter of the heart it all brought. That's why he was becoming increasingly irritated.

A clink of a spoon against a metal pot got him back.

"You didn't add enough sugar in the tomato sauce, sugar."

"Just dip your finger in it and it will make it a whole lot sweeter, angel face."

"What the hell is going on?" Tony whispered to T2 over the cup of coffee. Unhelpfully, T2 was choking in laughter behind his cup, a platter of cookies between them as they were watching Steves preparing lunch in the kitchen. Seafood was great for special occasions, but pasta with homemade tomato sauce was their favorite quick meal.

"Oh, you know," T2 grinned behind his cup, listening to the ongoing banter masked in sweet voices and irritatingly sweet pet names. "They are just having a good time with each other. They became closer since-" T2 made some gesture in the air with his hand as if pointing to some timeframe.

Since.

Since was a vague term, but Tony exactly knew what the other him meant. Since that night. That night he and Steve were apart, while the other dimension couple was with each of them, having two entirely different experiences. And yes, he felt a lot closer both to T2 and S2 and it was amazing, but…

"Cupcake, where is the parmesan?"

"Just behind the cream, muffin-"

"Oh, God," Tony didn't last, grunting loudly and putting his empty cup down with a loud clang. "Just get a room, you two."

"NO!" T2 blurted out, also putting his cup down and spilling black coffee with an outrageous amount of sugar in it over the table. Steves paused their work and S2 closed the fridge, holding in his hands the piece of cheese he was searching for, while S1 turned around from the stove, both looking at their boyfriends.

T2 grinned in apology and grabbed a sponge S1 tossed to him to clean his mess. "Don't give them ideas," T2 hissed at his counterpart, wiping the coffee stain dry. "They are getting rooms too often already."

Tony bit the inside of his cheek after hearing the comment. It was true, and he was noticing that too. Too often both Steves were disappearing, just to come back after few minutes, flushed and with crumpled clothes, their eyes shining and lips wet and bruised. There was nothing wrong in quick make out, right? Tony sighed and stood up to get a refill of his coffee. Before he even reached his hand for the pot, Steve was already holding it and poured a fresh cup for him.

"Thanks, Steve," Tony said, forcing a smile on his lips.

"Welcome, babe," came an answer, and Steve leaned in placing a delicate kiss on his boyfriend's lips. Sweet and soft. There was a whole lot of tender affection still going on between them, even if the heat and greedy part of his share of intimacy was transferred to someone else.

"Hey, so when lunch will be ready?" T2 asked loudly, his stomach not getting filled up on cookies and coffee properly.

"Soon! Just need to finish the pasta and-"

Tony watched while sipping his coffee how everyone was involved in making their meal. S2 straining the pasta, Steve cleaning the table, and T2 already placing clean plates and utensils down, mentioning something about getting wine. It was a good, perfectly domestic picture.

Then why he was feeling like he was missing something…?

***

"Hey…"

Steve looked up from his sketchbook, his eyes meeting with S2. The other him was leaning closer to him, almost trapping him between himself and the couch, reaching his hands to Steve's neck and placing them dedicatedly, fingers wrapping into the short hair at the nape.

"Hm?" Steve asked, closing the sketchbook. He had just barely started drawing when he was interrupted. And S2 was looking at him with that dark, needy look, his lips slightly parted and he was getting closer and closer…

Steve remembered that when he and Tony started dating, they did this a lot too. Sneaking out in random times of the day to share a heated moment in private. It was love and lust going hand in hand. In his encounters with S2, he felt it was mostly lust speaking. It wasn't empty or meaningless by any means, but they never had it slow. They never took their time to map out their bodies, to feel each other, just went to for the spots to get themselves going and overwhelmed as if racing with time. And Steve was a romantic at heart and believed that S2 was too, so maybe they should have this conversation-

- but not before the last, quick make out. Talking would come later and Steve started to feel a growing need. Well, they were teasing each other the whole lunch after all.

With a shuddered breath, Steve leaned in closer, planning to meet the other's lips halfway. He knew the drill. After that, they would just tug themselves away, to some nearest room, shedding clothes and ready. One day he would initiate the talk about slowing down.

Seemed that he misinterpreted the signs entirely.

It wasn't a long kiss. It wasn't a strong hold on his shirt, pulling him up. Instead, he watched as S2's head suddenly moved away, just to come back with full force and speed. Forehead to forehead contact was quite painful and Steve screamed in shock and pain, an overwhelmingly white color bursting under his eyelids. When the pain subsided, Steve shook his head, his eyes flung open and he saw S2's blurry silhouette darting out from the living room, wild laughter following.

Son of a-

Steve jumped on his feet, massaging his forehead, lips thinned and a growl making its way deep out of him. "You are dead!" he yelled, leaving his sketchbook behind and chasing the other, accepting the invitation to play.

***

"You want to watch a movie?"

"Maybe," Tony scrunched his nose. He didn't have any plans for the afternoon. Seemed that Steves had plans if the tension during lunch was an indicator. Plans that didn't involve either him or T2.

"Come on," T2 wrapped his arm around the other him's neck, pulling him close. "I will let you chose whatever you want."

"Well, fine-"

"GET BACK HERE!"

"The hell-"

Somehow it reminded them of a scene from nature documentaries. They could compare it to a gazelle running away from a cheetah, but it didn't give it justice. More of a rhino escaping from another rhino, not paying attention to anything on its way and knocking out all obstacles. Just that the running rhino had a dopey smile on his face, while the chasing one was angered. Tonys jumped away from each other, cleaning the route of the chase, not wanting to become collateral damage. Just that-

"NO!" Tony yelled, while S2 instead of zooming between them, grabbed his arm and twirled with him, using him as a shield against Steve. It was all happening so fast, and laughter was involved when Steve jumped to them and tried to get his way past Tony, who was trapped between one laughing moron and one growling moron. "AH! DON'T INVOLVE ME IN YOUR STUPID GAMES!" Tony yelled, catching with his eyes sight of T2 flattened against the opposite wall, watching the scene with equal horror and amusement written all over his face. Fortunately, the attack didn't last long, and after few more twirls, he was let go, pushed into T2's arms, while two raging rhinos resumed their chase, footsteps, screams, and laughter echoing after them.

"You okay?" T2 asked, holding T1 who was still shocked and limp against him. The hell was that? Sometimes Steve did chase him for one reason or another, but it was nothing like that. Wild and untamed. Seemed that Steve didn't have to hold of any of the brutal force he had while dealing with another serum enhanced person.

"Super soldiers," Tony grunted, getting back on his feet with T2's help. "More like super morons."

T2 laughed, treating Tony much gentler and hooking arms with him, resuming their walk. "Come on, let's watch that movie."

"Yeah," Tony agreed, trying hard to zone out the sounds of Steves causing a ruckus and damage.

They sat in silence on the couch, Tony picking up a movie just as T2 promised, but still, he went with something he knew T2 would enjoy, just because he wasn't in a mood to watch anything. He just let his thoughts wander and enjoyed T2's company, as the other him lay down and put his head on his lap and Tony started to idly play with his hair, combing the soft strands. It was nice.

"You have to stop over thinking this."

"Huh?" Tony asked, blinking rapidly. He glanced at the screen, trying to figure out in what part of the movie they were. "Are you talking to me or to the TV?"

"To you," T2 huffed, turning on his back and glancing up at his counterpart. "I know that look."

"What look?"

"That look," T2 said, pointing a finger to his own face and jutting his lips forward and drawing eyebrows together, before relaxing his face. "That face you make when you're thinking too much and overanalyzing every little detail driving yourself crazy instead of focusing on the bigger picture."

"Since when you became so smart?" T1 asked, narrowing his eyes and T2 grinned cutely. "I am not over thinking anything."

"You are. It is just like back then when I showed up here for the first time."

Tony didn't like the direction this conversation was going. Not at all.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Tony tried to deflect, but it was hard to lie to himself.

"You," T2 pointed at him again, "are getting jealous."

"I am not," Tony replied immediately and way too quickly, slapping T2's hand out of the way, but brunet just pointed back at him and kept his arm stubbornly up.

"You are. It's like at the beginning with me, you were also jealous when Steve was spending time with me-" the words were cut off by laughter, when Tony jabbed his fingers into T2's underarm, tickling viciously and causing T2 to finally lower his arm and not obscure the view. "HAHAHA!"

"Stop being a smartass," Tony hissed in warning, using his other hand to attack and keep the wriggling man better in place and not let him scramble up. "Feel warned," he said, letting go after few more seconds.

"Ahaha…" T2 laughed quietly, holding arms crossed on his chest and protecting himself in case of another attack. He opened his eyes and looked back up at the other him. Tony tried to keep his face in his usual expression, but the tight jawline was giving him away. And they had to discuss it before he would go deeper and deeper and start to blow out things out of proportions because then it might lead to something ugly.

"It is okay to be jealou--- NO!" T2 screamed, already laughing when fingers hovered above him, ready to strike. He even pulled his knees up for double protection. "Just let me say this, and then you can do what you want!"

"What I want?" Tony asked, raising his eyebrows.

"What you want," T2 confirmed.

Tempting. Alright, maybe he could get a lecture in trade for this.

"Okay," Tony agreed, "but I will keep my hands like this," he bargained, having his fingers positioned over the other man, doing a little clawing motion, that already made T2 laugh in panic and twitch.

"But- aah," it would be harder, but T2 tried to not look at the fingers and focused on T1's face. He took a deep breath. "It's okay to be jealous. I was jealous of you too. We never had to share anything and always worked for ourselves. But this is not work, this is not business, this is about all of us. I know that when I and S2 dropped out of the portal, sooner or later you had to think about you being with both Steves. And I get that. Just before any of that happens, they have to first bond with each other. And clearly, this is their way of bonding. Just give them time to get it out of their system and I am sure, we will get our share of attention soon."

Dammit. Tony hated when the other him made sense. And he did. A lot. It was hard to admit, but Tony was indeed jealous. He was jealous that he wasn't the one who Steve teased, who he play wrestled with and who he dragged away to empty rooms. All the hugs, all the kisses, all the tender gestures, were still his, and it was good and great, but - it felt out of balance.

"Is that all?" Tony asked, instead of sharing his true thoughts.

"Y-yeah…" T2 confirmed, curling a bit in anticipation, a cute, nervous smile showing on his lips.

"Good," was all Tony said, before his fingers came into contact with T2's body, wriggling, and prodding in all good spots, and it was good to listen to T2's laughter and make him roll all over the couch but never letting him escape from his clutches. Really good.

***

"Hey, other me…"

"What?"

"Can we talk?"

S2 put down the dumbbells and sat up on the bench. He wiped off the sweat out of his forehead, and locked eyes with the other him. "About what?"

For a second there, Steve became completely stunned. Wow, post out workout was really flattering on him. Shiny skin, shirt clinging to his body, pronounced muscles. Maybe they could - no, focus. Too late, and S2 was already grinning hungrily, reading the silence.

"Oh," S2 said in a low voice, "you wanna-"

"Wha-no!" Steve quickly denied, but it was too late, and S2 was already walking to him.

"Why not?" S2 asked, stopping in his tracks and making a pouty face.

Steve opened and closed his mouth. That he wasn't expecting. "I said we need to talk!"

"You can use your mouth for something else-"

"Steve!"

"Okay, fine!" S2 gave up and raised his arms up. He sat on the bench and took one dumbbell, doing bicep curls with one hand. "What is it you want to talk about?"

Steve scratched the back of his neck. Wow, this wasn't going as smoothly as he planned. "About us."

Silence. S2 didn't break eye contact with him but was giving him time to elaborate on that.

Deep breath. "You know I enjoy spending time with you - don't do that -" he warned, noticing the triumphant smirk running over the other him's face. Jerk had to ruin it.

"I like spending time with you too, doll," S2 winked, probably thinking that he was helping. He wasn't.

"- but I think we should stop."

CLANG!

Steve jumped, seeing the dumbbell slipping out of S2's grasp and falling to the floor with a loud noise, avoiding his foot just by an inch.

"What? Why?" S2 asked, eyes widening in shock.

"Are you okay?!" Steve asked back, panicking a bit. Having a foot crushed under a dumbbell did sound like a painful thing.

"Yeah, I am fine, but - " S2 waved him off, pausing for a second when he saw where the dumbbell landed. That was a close one. He shrugged it off, having bigger problems. "Why do you think we should stop? Did I do something wrong?"

"No! No, everything is fine, just - don't you think we are doing this too quickly? From barely tolerating each other we suddenly jumped into this," he pointed between himself and Steve, "and it was fine at first, but doesn't it feel now…" Steve didn't know how to finish it to not sound awful.

"Forced and empty?" S2 supplied in, smiling sadly but in understanding. Steve looked surprised at the other him and slowly nodded. That's exactly how it felt recently.

"Gotta admit, I am kinda relieved you brought it up," S2 admitted, scratching the back of his head, repeating the gesture Steve did a few minutes back. "It was starting to feel like that for me too."

"Oh, I didn't know you were capable of feeling such emotions," Steve delivered in a calm voice, the snarky comment coming to him naturally before he could think better of it.

Luckily, S2 laughed, knowing that on S1's place, he would say the same. He walked the distance to stop in front of Steve. "So, how do we want to play this out? Should I take you out for a romantic candlelight dinner?" he asked, reaching his hand to Steve's face and caressing his cheek tenderly. "I already dragged you to bed, feels like a waste of time. UF!" S2 almost doubled over at the punch aimed in his stomach. More out of surprise than anything, as it wasn't measured to be painful.

"I would like that," Steve agreed, ignoring the last comment. "And with Tonys."

"Yeah, with Tonys… Feels like we neglected them a little."

"A little. But it was good for us, right?"

"Right," S2 said, coming closer. Time for something gentler and sweeter.

"Oh, don't mind us."

At the voice, Steves stopped the kiss but didn't slip out of their embrace. Just what they saw, made them squeeze the other a lot harder and their eyes bulge out.

Tony's preferred set of clothes for workout was a pair of drawstring pants and a tank top. Ironically, it was also his preferred set of clothes for a stay in days. Or for sleeping, closely following sleeping nude or in Steve's shirt. This was new. Yoga pants, clinging to skin and squeezing just in the right places. Crop tops, ending below the ribs and showing a nice amount of bare skin. Steves started to practically drool.

"We just came to do some yoga," Tony said, stretching himself on the mat, his crop top rising higher, while the waistband of the yoga pants got even lower.

"More I did, from what I know T1 had to work on his flexibility," T2 said, joining the other him and also stretching, presenting the same tempting image.

Acting on instinct, Steves turned more to Tonys, watching them in an almost predatory way, never blinking. Tonys were pretending to not pay any attention, chatting with each other, but it was obvious that the whole workout was a show for Steves. Tony did follow T2's advice and decided to give Steves time. Just no one said anything about quickening the process.

"Let's start with the classic."

Steves watched. Saw muscles stretching, the delicate line of arms, strong thighs working out and the downward dog position broke both their brains a bit. They wouldn't see what they saw if Tonys chose to wear regular pants.

"I am gonna teach you something new," T2 said to T1, strategically standing with his front facing drooling Steves. "It is great for opening the chest and stretching lower back," he said and kneeled down. Next, he leaned to the back, hands placed on his ankles and his front pushed out and stretched. S2 almost jumped up violently, seeing his fiance all opened, the crop top moving up while the yoga pants seemed to slide down even lower, showing his stomach all tight and exposed and the line of hips. Steve had to hold S2 back discreetly, feeling that it would get better.

Tony whistled, noticing that looking from the side, T2's legs and lower back were forming a perfectly straight line. "Nice. I guess your thighs must be burning?"

Steve made an involuntarily, longing sound in his throat, that wasn't missed by S2. Both Tonys did have great thighs.

"Nah, I am actually a pro in this position. I could last like this for hours."

"Oh, you could?" Tony asked in a mischievous voice. It was that moment. S2 felt a wave of gratefulness that S1 stopped him on time.

"Let's see then," Tony said, stepping closer and putting his hand to the stretched out stomach, dragging his fingertips up. T2 giggled immediately and rolled his belly, something that made both Steves gasp in need.

"Ah! Hihihi! Tohohony!"

"I am barely touching you," Tony said, moving his fingertips lightly across the soft skin, feeling that T2 began to tremble. "Hey, you said you can last long like this."

"I cahahahan!"

"Is that a challenge I hear?"

"PHIHIHI!"

There was a finger drawing small circles around the innie belly button, making its way inside the outstretched dip and T2 was laughing, fighting hard with himself to not curl up. Everything felt much more intense with his back in such a position. Open and vulnerable.

Steves glanced at each other, seeing the same heated look reflected in their eyes. They did make a promise to pay more attention to their boyfriends.

Tony was having fun, using his pinkie finger to wriggle continuously into the offered belly button, listening to the funny sound of T2's laughter. He wasn't that surprised, but still acted like that, when he was pulled back and pressed to Steve's chest, who smiled at him hungrily. With the corner of his eyes, he saw S2 crouching in front of T2, taking his place and not going subtle and using two hands straight away, fingers dancing on the tanned skin, and T2 shrieked in laughter, collapsing the mat so S2 could pin him down and go to town.

Steve had the same plans for his Tony.

It was the outcome, Tonys were hoping for, but still, they couldn't possibly prepare themselves for the amount of laughter they would have to do. And they laughed a lot and it was a better workout than yoga.

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