A/N: Hey guys, thank you so much for all the reviews/faves!

Sorry it's been a while, I didn't have a lot of time to write this past month,

but here I am again with a new(and a short)chapter! :D

FYI: The next chapter(s) will include sexual content, but I had to start their "sexual adventures" slowly, because this is not porn,

I'm trying to be realistic about the sex and stuff.^^

Disclaimer: I don't own anything!

Cuddling and Stuff

Before he could decide otherwise, Tony grabbed Steve by the back of his neck and sealed his lips with the blond's.

Steve had a hard time staying calm when this new sensation hit him.

He had kissed before, but never had he felt that tingling in his gut, he also didn't know what to do, so he closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

The shorter smiled into the kiss, taking the taller by his hips.

They stayed like that for a while until they both had to pull apart for air.

Steve's cheeks were rosy and he smiled shyly at Tony, who simply couldn't believe his own luck.

~X~

Tony was standing in front of his childhood crush after having kissed him.

It really couldn't get more perfect than that.

But he knew that this wouldn't last, something always got in the way of his happiness.

So he decided, for now, he would enjoy this new experience.

And when the time would come, when everything got complicated and emotional,

he'd quietly get away, move back to his house in Malibu for a couple of weeks maybe, until everything was sorted.

He knew it wasn't the right thing to do, but he was Tony Stark, he's never dealt well with those sorts of things.

Pushing away those thoughts, he took Steve's face with both his hands and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"So... this is sorted then?" he asked with a pleased grin.

Steve nodded and watched him turn and leave before he asked,

"Do you want to stay?"

Tony turned around, staring at him, fighting the urge to scream "yes, god yes!"

"You know you don't have to do this.

We don't have to rush it, we can take things slow."

"Yes but... you could still stay. We could... cuddle or something."

Tony felt like hugging the man, how was it possible to be so fucking cute?

Now he was sure. He somehow died, then was mistaken for a good person and got into heaven.

Tony was still so deep in his happy-thought-bubble, that he forgot to answer and Steve was slowly losing his confidence.

"You don't have to, sorry..." Steve said and let his head fall.

"No, wait! I do! I want to stay." Tony said quickly and hugged the blond as tight as he could.

With a huge grin Tony half walked, half ran into Steve room and let himself fall on the bed.

"Let's cuddle," he said solemnly, spreading his arms wide.

Steve was a little dumbstruck but soon closed the door (and his moth) and walked towards Tony, who was still holding his arms up and grinning like a child at Christmas.

He sat down next to Tony on the bed and was immediately caught in a tight embrace that would've hurt a lot if he were a normal human.

"You know I think once we're through this whole shy and awkward stage of cuddling and stuff, you're going to be a wild animal in bed.

I bet you'd turn into this sex god who likes dirty talk and spanking.

But you can't be the butch in this relationship, Tony Stark does not bottom for anyone. Not even for super-human pretty boys like you.

So you're going to have to suck it up and be a bottoming man.

But don't worry, we'll take it really slow and it'll feel amazing for you."

The "super-human pretty boy" was staring at him confusedly with his signature blush across his face.

"Did I scare you?" Tony gave him an apologetic look and leaned back against the headboard.

"I was joking. Well, no, I wasn't, but I didn't mean to scare you."

Steve nodded and awkwardly leant back against the headboard next to the brown haired man.

Tony noticed how stiff and tense his new lover seemed and took his hand. He gave him a reassuring smile and moved closer.

After a while Steve got used to the new feeling of closeness and let his head fall on Tony's shoulder, who giggled internally at that.

They fell asleep together like that, both sleeping better that they have in a long time.

~X~

The next morning Tony woke up, feeling something heavy on his chest.

Thinking that it was probably another one of his one-night-stands, he raised his arm, about to push them away when he heard a very manly moan and opened his eyes to find a sleepy captain slowly waking up next to him.

A wide grin spread across the playboy's face and he moved to give his lover a kiss on the cheek.

Steve opened his eyes and smiled up at Tony, then realized he was almost lying on top of him and moved to sit up, but Tony held him down.

"We could stay like this for a while longer, it's Saturday after all."

"Okay." Steve agreed happily and snuggled back into Tony's chest.

Steve started thinking about all the stuff he usually didn't dare to think about. "Sex and stuff" he called it.

If it was always this nice being with someone, he didn't understand how he could've been afraid all this time.

He started absent-mindedly circling his finger over the arc reactor, not noticing Tony's two-second freak out.

Tony wasn't used to his sexual partners touching it. He didn't even like them looking at it.

But somehow having Steve stroke his chest right there seemed soothing, rather than uncomfortable, and he relaxed again.

In a moment of boldness, Steve moved his hand up to Tony's neck and planted a soft kiss to his collarbone.

Tony, surprised by his partner's confidence, took his time reacting, and when he finally held up Steve's chin to kiss him as passionately as possible at that angle, they heard the door open and Clint ask "Hey Steve, have you seen Tony?"

When Clint realized what was happening he quickly walked backwards and closed the door, chuckling lightly.

~X~

In the living room, Natasha was sitting at the breakfast bar drinking tea when Clint came back with a triumphant grin on his face.

"What?" she asked annoyed.

"Well... remember when you said I wouldn't get any from you until I helped the lovebirds sort things out?" he smirked.

"No way!" Natasha put her cup down, straightened up and stared at him in disbelief.

"Yes way! I found Tony in Steve's room. With Steve. On the bed. Kissing and stuff."

Clint took a step forward expectantly. "So let's do it." He beamed.

"Well you technically didn't help them..." Natasha really wasn't in the mood for sex.

"Oh come on! They're together, they're happy, now make me happy!"

"Please!"

"Ugh, whatever." Natasha put her cup in the sink and started walking towards their shared bedroom.

"I'll go get the whip, you go get the cuffs!" she said.