The next day Tony was on cloud 9. He was deliriously happy. He rolled out of bed and wandered into the kitchen. He was about the only person in the entire mansion that was remotely a morning person. God forbid if someone tried to attack the earth in the morning, Tony didn't know what would happen. He had to go out early this morning for an international meeting so he wrote on the huge white board in the kitchen that they were going to have a movie night and someone better pick a decent film. He grabbed some crackers and walked out the door. As he got in the back of his car he let himself think of Steve. He couldn't help it. Everything about the man drew him in. His smile, his laugh, his blush and the fact he was willing to put up with Tony. He just couldn't stop smiling. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he lit up when it said Steve. He hadn't managed to convince him to use of his Stark phones but he'd still managed to get Steve to the level that he could call and send short texts very slowly. Have a good meeting. Clint choosing a movie . Tony laughed and tried to still his fluttering heart. He dragged himself out of the warmth of his car and dragged himself into his office where his conference call was ready set up.

It was so boring and all Tony did was think about Steve. He was eager to get home now. He jumped back into the car and texted Steve to say he was on his way home and he was going to bring pizza.

As soon as he walked into the apartment he was descended upon and the food was ripped away from him. "Woah warn a guy would you?" Tony grinned and grabbed his own food back from Thor before he inhaled Tony's as well as his own. Steve walked over and gave Tony a quick kiss, leaving Tony grinning and Steve blushing. "Well hello to you too. And what did you do today?" The other avengers had wandered away from the two, more intent on devouring their food and setting up the lounge for a movie.

"I didn't really do anything. Spent some time downstairs in the gym and had some more lessons with S.H.I.E.L.D on being in this time. Most of which I spent thinking about you." Steve admitted, blushing.

Tony grinned and threw his arms round Steve's neck bumping their noses together. "I was thinking about you as well. Do you know what film we are watching?"

"Uhh… The A-team I think. I don't know, I just let Coulson deal with Clint." Steve smiled sheepishly.

Tony grabbed Steve's hand and pulled him into the lounge. Natasha had curled up in one of the armchairs with Bruce sitting in front of her. She was running her fingers through his hair because it seemed to calm him. Thor was stretched out on one of the sofas already looking close to sleep. Clint had of course made a nest on the floor and had somehow convinced Phil to curl up with him in it, but Phil didn't seem to mind. If he was a cat he'd be purring happily as Clint rubbed his thigh. Tony started as Steve pulled on his arm, pulling him down onto the other sofa. They were arranged so Steve had one leg on the floor and one along the back of the sofa, Tony's back pressed to Steve's chest. Steve nuzzled his face into Tony's neck with a happy sigh.

"Guys are you going to be this disgusting all the time?" Natasha said with no malice in her voice.

"Hey I don't see you complaining about that little love nest over there!" Tony said indignantly, putting his hands on Steve's head to stop him moving away.
"Steve I'm joking." Natasha laughed. "If I was going to complain, it would be about the fact our babysitter and hawkeye are making out on the floor." Hearing a mention, Coulson pulled away from Clint to see what was going on. Clint just whined and brought Phil's head back to his.

"Clint it's your choice of film. You better watch it." Steve said using his 'Captain America Voice'. The voice that said don't you dare disobey me. They all settled down to watch the film and eventually got into it.

Steve was holding his hand and stroking his fingers over Tony's hand. His mouth was near his ear and Steve's breath was fanning over his neck. Tony was distracted. He couldn't think about the film, he couldn't think at all. He wondered what Steve was thinking or whether he was affected at all. Steve's arm shifted and wrapped around his waist as he dropped a kiss onto Tony's temple. Tony 'mm'ed in pleasure and leant further into Steve. "Are you enjoying the film?" Tony asked quietly, turning his head so he could see Steve's face.

"I guess. You're far more interesting though." Steve smiled softly. Tony blushed and dropped his eyes. "Hey, did I say something wrong? I thought it was good to compliment people." Steve smiled comfortingly.
"No. No I'm just not used to compliments meaning something. They've always been thrown at me by media or flings. I don't really know how to deal with them except in a cocky way but I don't want to do that with you. I don't want to mess this up."

Steve beamed. Tony didn't really understand why until he said "Then I'll just have to compliment you a lot. You won't mess this up. This is new to both of us but I really want to be with you."

Tony didn't know what to say so he put his free hand on one side of Steve's face and kissed him softly. To his surprise Steve pressed back harder and he soon felt a tongue on his lips. He opened his mouth willingly and their tongues met as they kissed tenderly. Tony doesn't really care for the film anymore. Just for Steve and the soft sounds he's making from the back of his throat. Thor's snoring eventually breaks them apart and they look around to find everyone has fallen asleep in the room. Natasha's hand was still in Bruce's hair, Thor's face was mashed on a pillow and Clint had his head tucked into Phil's neck. Tony stood up carefully and stretched as Steve fluidly stood next to him. "Bed?" Tony asked.

"Bed." Steve agreed. Tony didn't want to move things too fast with Steve and he was perfectly content to be pressed softly up against his door and be kissed until he ran out of air. He felt his knees wobble unsteadily and Steve's arms moved to hold him up. He kissed Steve but let Steve have control. He gave in to Steve's kisses. He was contented to let Steve's tongue roam free in his mouth. Rest his hand on Steve's neck and sigh like the teenage girl he swears he's turning into. He knows he should be embarrassed by the whine he lets out as Steve pulls away but Steve just looks so damn proud of himself that Tony can't bring himself to care.

"'Night Tony."

"Goodnight." Tony smiles softly and opens his door, watching until Steve goes into his room. Life was good.