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"Will someone please tell our resident Super Soldier that he's needed on 6th? Like...yesterday? Okay, yesterday the Chitauri weren't attacking and Banner and I were having freeze dried blueberries on the hellicarrier, but you know what I mean, stop being so critical and literal with everything I say. You guys suck." Stark burst across the sky over Thor's head and the blond turned towards the archer standing next to him. A smash of the hammer into one foe did not even cause him to look away from Barton.

"I do not understand many of the words that he speaks," the Asgardian confessed. "He has a conversation with no one but himself."

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," Clint said, shooting a flying mercenary through the eye while he watched Thor look even more confused. He found a new pasttime, he decided. But, like Tony, Clint wasn't exactly sure where Steve was. He's seen him in one of the buildings but after that-- Clint touched the side of his collar. "Cap?"

"Earth to Captain American, come in Captain America," Tony said, piping music into the background. There was a reason Natasha had taken out her earpiece. "Grandpa, you asleep?"

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Yes, it was what he wanted but the problem came with how much temptation followed. Tony was right there. Steve ran his tongue over his bottom lip and glanced back out toward the rest of the house, then sighed as he crawled into bed.

"Not much," he told him. "I usually only have something every few days. It's the urge that's hardest. I might not need it to survive every day but that doesn't keep me from wanting it all the time."

Hence why he was here smelling Tony. "I don't need as much sleep as you either. Just a few hours."

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starkingenuity

"Learn something new every day," Tony mumbled, feeling the bed dip as Steve came closer, the tip of his nose a little too close to the back of his neck not to be felt.

Tony didn't stiffen however. He was too comfortable to do so.

"Hey. Do I need to be worried that you'll maul me in my sleep or do you have a lid on that craving thing?"

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starspangledspandex

"I'm still learning things. No one taught me how to do this. I figured it all out myself," he responded quietly and he wasn't touching Tony but he couldn't help leaning in for that sniff.

He shook his head even though the other man was faces away from him, "No, I have it under control. I won't touch you without permission."

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starkingenuity

That was... Sad. Tony glanced over his shoulder at Steve, at his closeness. He found that he didn't mind. He should, he knew it. He shouldn't have let the other man into his bed. He wasn't drunk enough for fooling around like that. Then again... This felt like drunkeness. Only... Better somehow.

"How did it happen?" He shuffled around to face the blond, dark eyes even darker under his lashes. "You weren't born like this right?"

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starspangledspandex

He still wasn't touching the man without permission so Tony didn't have anything to worry about. They could share a bed and not fool around. It was a thing that could happen.

Steve was quiet because it wasn't a story he liked to tell. "No, I wasn't born like this." Honestly, he didn't know if that was even possible. He really didn't want to find out either. He was perfectly okay with not knowing.

"I was walking home from the theater," he looks away. "A guy grabbed me, dragged me into an alley and that... was about it. I was only 90 lbs at the time and sick enough that I didn't have a chance against him. He left me there, probably to die, someone else showed up and finished it. They said 'sorry' and turned me into this."

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starkingenuity

The whole mythos about the first Avenger happened to be incredibly misleading, Tony thought as he listened to the tale. "So...a vampire made you...and left you...?" That seemed utterly cruel. "And you've been more or less dealing with things since? That bites. No pun intended."

Tony rolled over onto his back and for a moment, just looked up at the ceiling before he allowed his eyes to droop closed.

"Guess we just live in a more accepting time now. So welcome to the modern age, Steve Rogers. I promise we won't suck half as bad as the people you use to know." He smirked. "That one was intended."

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starspangledspandex

"Yeah, that about covers it," Steve agreed with a small sigh and he stayed laying on his side, facing Tony.

He snorted, "I'll hold you to that."

His eyes drifted down to the reactor and he would understand if Tony didn't want to talk about it but he talked about the whole vampire thing, right? "What about... the reactor? Is there a story there?"

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starkingenuity

Tony kept his eyes half closed. "There's not really a lot to tell," he claimed though it use to make him wake up and think he was still there. He thought he was stronger than that, though, so he told no one.

His lips curved upwards slightly.

"I was with a military convoy," he said. "And we were hit. There are three little pieces of shrapnel in my heart. This thing keeps them from killing me. It's basically an electromagnet." Short. Sweet. No mention of his own weapons or Afghanistan.

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starspangledspandex

Steve listened attentively, though he was also watching the blood pump through Tony's neck, and he frowned at the explanation. It sounded pretty terrible in its own right. He knew it was probably an abbreviated version but that was okay. It was still something.

"Sounds rough," Steve said apologetically. "It looks amazing though." He didn't know if that helped or not but it really was impressive.

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"Thanks," Tony said, glancing at Steve and noting where his eyes were. It was strange to be desired for his blood. Then again, people wanted him for all sorts of other reasons. Why not his blood too? "It's the third version I've created," he said, lifting a tired arm to give the reactor a tap. "Go ahead, you're curious. Touch it. It's not going to hurt anything unless you rip it out of my chest." That made him think of Obi. His heart sank to his knees. "It's not fun to have a heart attack."

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starspangledspandex

There were other reasons Steve was drawn to Tony but currently how he tasted was at the forefront. He couldn't really be blamed for it, could he? He just also appealed to Steve for his intelligence and good looks. It was just more difficult to convey those.

He frowned slightly at the comment and said, "No, it isn't." He shifted because he was curious and slowly reached out with one hand to feel the quiet thrum of the metal. His fingers wandered slowly to the edges and then offered, "Most people don't know you have to die before you're changed. Your heart usually gives out under the strain."

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starkingenuity

"So you're just a regular Jesus Christ then, huh?" He knew that Steve was likely religious. Most people tended to be by some degree. That did not mean that Steve was a Bible thumper. Or that Steve really subscribed to a whole lot of what the Christian sects preached, but he felt the need to make a dig any way. It was the only way Tony could actually function.

Make a quip, piss someone off-- Even people that followed him across the country.

Well, it could be worse.

"Probably why the serum never worked again anyhow. You need a resurrecting vampire for it."

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Steve scowled deeply at the comment. Honestly, he didn't know where religion fit in to his life now. Being like this... he just didn't know. There was a reason for it but hell if he could figure out the plan. Didn't mean he appreciated the mocking of his beliefs.

"I'm not technically alive," he replied sharply. It was kind of a sore point. "My heart beats two or three times a minute. It's only to keep my blood from congealing. I don't need to breathe. I don't have organs that will shut down."

The serum part though, he could agree with and he added, "Even SHIELD wouldn't go that far. There was no guarantee a vampire would hold to any kind of contract. It's impossible to tell if someone will be able to handle the change."