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Warnings: Consent issues, sex.

Notes: Kink meme request for Steve drugging Tony and fucking him every night. I could only see this happening in Ultimates though. Also, I guess I kinda forgot to post the end for, uh, let's see. Two years?

Guard Down

by Fairady

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There is nothing that Steve can say to justify this.

Tony Stark is a man of several habits. Very few of them good. It's something that Steve has warned him about before, but, like most things Steve says, Tony ignores it. Right now, his most damning habit is his predictability. For a man so well known for not doing what most would expect of him it's terrifyingly easy to figure him out.

Steve sits in the dark office of Tony's penthouse. Tony never uses the room alone, never even so much as glances at it when he comes in for the night making it an ideal place for an attacker to wait. Steve's positive that has actually happened to him before, but another one of Tony's bad habits is that he never really learns from past events.

The least he could do is check to make sure he really is alone. Steve knows he won't though, he never checks.

Tonight is no exception. Tony leaves a trail of clothing from the door to the bedroom, detouring just slightly to grab a full tumbler of scotch left on the wet bar.

Tony takes things at face value far too much. Which is surprising considering he is widely thought to be a shrewd businessman. Steve sits back and waits listening to the low sounds of Tony's overly decadent shower running. He knows that Tony thinks the cleaning staff had left that drink for him, and tonight he would be right. Steve watched Mrs. Marcel pour it herself before leaving for the night, but that was over twenty minutes ago.

Twenty minutes is more than long enough for any drug to be dissolved into the drink. Steve knows that has happened to Tony several times, both in and out of his home. Again, he never learns from the past.

The shower stops and Steve has to strain to hear Tony moving form the bathroom to his bed. There's a thump and a loud round of cursing before he hears the rustling of sheets. Steve closes his eyes and gives it a hundred count.

Tony is too predictable, too complacent. Steve has lectured, has yelled at him about it, and he'll be doing it again soon.

But not tonight.

Count finished Steve stands up and walks to the bedroom.

Tony is on his back sprawled out in the middle of the bed. The sheets are bunched around his waist, but Steve doesn't need to look to know that Tony is completely naked under it. He always sleeps nude, even when there are times he really shouldn't.

Tony's good at doing things he shouldn't.

Steve pulls his shirt off before sitting down on the edge of the bed to work his boots off. The mattress sinks under the weight but doesn't even shift Tony. Even if it did, Steve knows he wouldn't notice it. He takes his pants and boxers off, careful to fold the pants and shirt neatly. People coming out of Tony's home in wrinkled clothes isn't uncommon, but the reporters that occasionally showed up would take an interest if he did.

He wonders, as he pulls out a condom and small tube from the always full drawer, if Tony would even notice the furor if Steve were to be caught. Something like that should get through to the man, but Steve isn't confident it would.

The hint of a quickly fading bruise mars his lower neck. Tony never lacks in companionship, but all of his sexual encounters take place elsewhere. He never brings them to his home, and he never sleeps with them. He's never brought anyone with him, and he never sleeps anywhere else. It's a predictable pattern that only breaks when there's an emergency.

Steve pulls the sheet down and kneels between Tony's legs. Pulling on his thighs until they're draped across Steve's lap, Steve thinks about what might happen if one night Tony brought someone home. What would happen if someone else where to find Steve waiting, or figure out how unnatural Tony's sleep is. Not even the densest of Tony's dates would be able to ignore the facts that seem to consistently escape Tony himself.

The lubrication is thick and warms quickly on his fingers. Steve doesn't use much of it. Just enough to ease through the initial slight resistance of Tony's body, a half second pause before his body opens up and accepts anything Steve gives. All three of his fingers sink into the warmth of Tony's body, and Steve uses his other hand to roll the condom on himself. He's had enough practice with it by now that his hands no longer fumble.

Tony doesn't react at all as Steve guides himself in, pushing until he's fully seated inside. Steve stops anyway, allowing himself to adjust to it. He closes his eyes and focuses on the feel of it. Tony opened up around him just enough- Just enough slick-

Steve bites back a groan. Pulls back and thrusts in again.

Tony is achingly tight around him. The friction of it drags a shaky hiss from Steve as he does it again and again. Picking up speed with each thrust because he doesn't have to be careful or worry about the other's pleasure. Not with Tony, not like this. Steve's free to do a he damn well pleases.

Steve drops down, arms framing Tony's head. Bringing Steve close enough to nip sharply at Tony's slack mouth. Silent for once in his damn life. Steve thrust in sharply imagining biting Tony mid-sentence. Stopping whatever sharp insult he was uttering and erasing his ever present smirk.

It's unlikely but the thought brings a smirk to Steve's lips. The man prides himself on the control he has over others. Steve groans, low and harsh. Slamming in hard enough to jolt Tony's body beneath him. His limp body rolling with every thrust.

Tony has no control at all over this. Steve closes his eyes and thrusts hard as he comes.

Clean up is simple, Steve takes the condom with him to dispose of and flips the sheets back over Tony. The drug will wear off by morning and there will be no trace at all of what's just happened by the time Tony wakes up. He tucks his shirt in and leaves the room without looking back at the bed.

The hardest part, Steve knows, will come later when he has to deal with the man and not use this as an example for why Tony needs to lose his arrogance. One day, he will just to show Tony exactly how vulnerable he lets himself be.

Not today though. Steve makes sure the door locks behind him as he leaves.

Steve cannot justify this, not even to himself, but he does it anyway.

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