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“Look, its not your business what I’m doing,” he snapped before crossing his arms and looking away. Stiff and agitated. He didn’t want to leave really, but it was for the best. He needed to be able to go to work and he couldn’t tell Tony he was a superhero. It would be too dangerous, “I have things I gotta do.”

Tony narrowed their eyes with even greater suspicion. "None of my business, huh? I suppose that means you'd think it was none of your business, if I ran off on you right in the middle of a conversation? I ask you about your drawing, you start to tell me, and I run off mumbling something about the bathroom and don't come back for five hours and you wouldn't be at all concerned about that? You wouldn't have the right to know? And what if I came back in different clothes, dried blood on my face and hands, from my five-hour bathroom trip? Would that also be none of your business?" Tony really had to get going--they shouldn't be dragging this out--but Steve had struck a particularly sensitive chord.

“It’s nothing you can help me with,” he gritted his teeth. He knew tony was only worried, but he didn’t want to say something. He didn’t want to risk Tony finding out, “It’s not your problem. Just let it go Tony.”

[[ Kay for real though, if I condensed my blogs into a multimuse, would y'all still write with me?

Tony sagged in obvious relief and he ran his hand tenderly through Steve's hair. "Thanks, baby. Y'know, it's gonna be weird having you underfoot. I got pretty used to the primary caretaker gig." Steve had never exactly been an absent parent, but Tony had spent more time alone with her than Steve had before all this. What d'you need, Stevie? What'll make you feel better?"

"That sounds nice," Tony answered genuinely. "And you're probably right, about the armed forces." He was looking pleased with himself again as he squeezed both of James' hands. "I bet that means you can be sneaky too. I'm gonna have to keep my guard up, huh? But! Back to the important questions: you bake bread? That's the cutest shit I've ever heard."

Tony sunk easily into the kiss, letting his husband have anything and everything he wanted from him, in that moment. He kept one hand on Steve’s face, thumb stroking his jaw, and lifted his other arm to wrap it around Steve’s shoulders. “I love you too,” he promised, as soon as he was given room to breathe again.

Steve moved so he could pull Tony right into his lap. His hands moving along the others body, up his back. A small smile forming on his lips hearing Tony say those words. Words he thought he’d never hear again. His breath hitched for a moment as his lips met Tonys again. One hand moving to the others hair. 

Tony went along with Steve's attempt to move him closer, despite the soreness, and wrapped his good arm around his neck. "You're a good man, Steve." Tony kissed him a couple more times, just soft brushesof lips, then added "Thank you for taking care of our daughter, honey."

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“C-Can you take me h-home, please? Just… Just wrap me up in something that smells like you, maybe it’ll drown out my scent a bit.” He chewed on his lip, forcing himself to stay grounded in the moment. If he could hold on long enough to think clearly. “I want help, I trust you.”

“Honey, I… I don’t have experience. I don’t know if you should trust me with this. Tell me- tell me why other people can’t know, Loki. Help me understand, please.” He already had his jacket off and around Loki’s shoulders. He hadn’t even realized he was doing it.

Loki wrapped the jacket around him, holding it close. He took a few deep breaths, trying to ground himself. “I don’t want to be treated differently. As a Beta, people treated me as an equal, they didn’t look down on me. I was so scared of being seen as weak or like I wasn’t serious. Some people make all kinds of excuses to treat Omegas however they want. I don’t want that, I want to be normal.” He explained. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me. You’ve been nothing but respectful.”

“Loki…” He lightly gripped the man’s shoulders and bit his cheek for a moment ad he fought the desire to agree and sweep Loki off his feet and back to somewhere he could be properly cared for. But Tony of course. “If you go to a heat clinic, nobody in your life will need to know. Socially, it will be no different from hiding away in your home for a few days. And it’ll be safer. It’s the most responsible way to handle things, when you don’t have a long-term partner.” At least, that was what was advertised. Safety, privacy, and care. “And you turned me down, when I showed interest. This morning, it didn’t seem like that had changed.”

Loki couldn’t help how he melted into Tony’s touch, it felt so nice and right. He knew a heat clinic was arguably the best thing for him right now, but he wanted to be in the comfort of his own home, not surrounded by how many other individuals all in the same situation. Tony did have a point though. He had turned him down before, what was different now? “It’s not that I don’t like you. I was new to the company and as charming as you were, a certain measure of professionalism needs to remain in place. Don’t doubt that I’ve never considered the idea before, but I know I shouldn’t make it a reality.” Tears pricked up in his eyes, he just wanted to go home.

Tony felt a low growl start somewhere deep in his chest before he cut it off harshly. He had no business being possessive or demanding here. “But you’re sure you want me now?” He brushed away a tear and pulled him just a little bit closer. “You’re sure?”

“As long as what I really am doesn’t effect things between us, I think I’m sure that I want you.” He nodded. His heat decided to flare up a bit to remind him to get going. He clenched at his stomach, eyebrows knitting in discomfort. “Fuck… Ow, that one hurt.”

"Alright. Alright, sweetheart. Do you mind if I take you home with me? If you want to go to your place, you're going to have to give me directions, and my car might stand out." He pulled Loki close to his chest, a protective and affectionate gesture, and rubbed his back.

“C-Can you take me h-home, please? Just… Just wrap me up in something that smells like you, maybe it’ll drown out my scent a bit.” He chewed on his lip, forcing himself to stay grounded in the moment. If he could hold on long enough to think clearly. “I want help, I trust you.”

“Honey, I… I don’t have experience. I don’t know if you should trust me with this. Tell me- tell me why other people can’t know, Loki. Help me understand, please.” He already had his jacket off and around Loki’s shoulders. He hadn’t even realized he was doing it.

Loki wrapped the jacket around him, holding it close. He took a few deep breaths, trying to ground himself. “I don’t want to be treated differently. As a Beta, people treated me as an equal, they didn’t look down on me. I was so scared of being seen as weak or like I wasn’t serious. Some people make all kinds of excuses to treat Omegas however they want. I don’t want that, I want to be normal.” He explained. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me. You’ve been nothing but respectful.”

“Loki…” He lightly gripped the man’s shoulders and bit his cheek for a moment ad he fought the desire to agree and sweep Loki off his feet and back to somewhere he could be properly cared for. But Tony of course. “If you go to a heat clinic, nobody in your life will need to know. Socially, it will be no different from hiding away in your home for a few days. And it’ll be safer. It’s the most responsible way to handle things, when you don’t have a long-term partner.” At least, that was what was advertised. Safety, privacy, and care. “And you turned me down, when I showed interest. This morning, it didn’t seem like that had changed.”

Loki couldn’t help how he melted into Tony’s touch, it felt so nice and right. He knew a heat clinic was arguably the best thing for him right now, but he wanted to be in the comfort of his own home, not surrounded by how many other individuals all in the same situation. Tony did have a point though. He had turned him down before, what was different now? “It’s not that I don’t like you. I was new to the company and as charming as you were, a certain measure of professionalism needs to remain in place. Don’t doubt that I’ve never considered the idea before, but I know I shouldn’t make it a reality.” Tears pricked up in his eyes, he just wanted to go home.

Tony felt a low growl start somewhere deep in his chest before he cut it off harshly. He had no business being possessive or demanding here. "But you're sure you want me now?" He brushed away a tear and pulled him just a little bit closer. "You're sure?"

“C-Can you take me h-home, please? Just… Just wrap me up in something that smells like you, maybe it’ll drown out my scent a bit.” He chewed on his lip, forcing himself to stay grounded in the moment. If he could hold on long enough to think clearly. “I want help, I trust you.”

“Honey, I… I don’t have experience. I don’t know if you should trust me with this. Tell me- tell me why other people can’t know, Loki. Help me understand, please.” He already had his jacket off and around Loki’s shoulders. He hadn’t even realized he was doing it.

Loki wrapped the jacket around him, holding it close. He took a few deep breaths, trying to ground himself. “I don’t want to be treated differently. As a Beta, people treated me as an equal, they didn’t look down on me. I was so scared of being seen as weak or like I wasn’t serious. Some people make all kinds of excuses to treat Omegas however they want. I don’t want that, I want to be normal.” He explained. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me. You’ve been nothing but respectful.”

"Loki..." He lightly gripped the man's shoulders and bit his cheek for a moment ad he fought the desire to agree and sweep Loki off his feet and back to somewhere he could be properly cared for. But Tony of course. "If you go to a heat clinic, nobody in your life will need to know. Socially, it will be no different from hiding away in your home for a few days. And it'll be safer. It's the most responsible way to handle things, when you don't have a long-term partner." At least, that was what was advertised. Safety, privacy, and care. "And you turned me down, when I showed interest. This morning, it didn't seem like that had changed."