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First art in a while, I’ve been doodling and trying stuff a lot, and the Avengers have been providing me with the best material to have fun and work on just about everything.

But TonyxSteve being my OTP, I just had to. It’s a bit rough, a bit all over the place, but I’m fine with it, flawed and all.

I dedicate the art to my Tumblr Avengers gang and to Gyzym for giving us one of the most fuckin awesome TonyxSteve series I’ve ever read.

Tony takes a step back and remembers there's a wall there when his armor clangs against it. "And I hate this place," Steve continues, still advancing. "It's too loud, too flashy, too fast. The people are too—But then there's you, and you make me like loud and flashy and fast, and you make me want to get back out into the world in a way that none of Fury's speeches about heroes ever managed, and I want—" His words choke off and one hand comes up to Tony's chestplate, right over the repaired bullet holes, and he pins Tony to the wall like he's expecting Tony to make a break for it. And maybe Tony would, if something in Steve's eyes didn't make Tony's breath catch and turn his legs to rubber. Steve's other hand flattens against the wall next to Tony's head as Steve pushes in close, blue eyes hard as crystal and fixed on Tony. "I want—" [...]

Steve leans in, but he stops just centimeters away, like he's rethinking this or maybe just waiting politely for Tony to change his mind, because that is such a Steve thing to do. But Tony can feel Steve's breath on his lips and it's likely to drive him crazy while he waits for Captain America to realign his moral compass. He lets out a breath and says, "Steve." It's meant to be exasperated, but along the way some circuits must get bypassed because what comes out is too full of something—everything—to be Steve's name, like it's another word entirely, and Tony might as well have said the yespleasenow that he's been holding in. But he makes a note to be embarrassed later, because Steve's groan sounds an awful lot like the Steve Rogers version of "fuck it" and then his mouth is on Tony's.

The press of Steve's lips is soft and chaste and so damn earnest. It's like Tony can feel Steve's wholesomeness bleeding through the place where their mouths touch. Steve's tongue probes at the seam of Tony's lips in a way that from anyone else—anyone else—would be labeled a blatant tease, but from Steve it's a request, because he's so damn courteous like that. And Tony opens up and lets Steve push his way inside, and that's when the kiss turns filthy.