Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/962305.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      The_Avengers_(Marvel)_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Steve_Rogers/Tony_Stark
  Character:
      Tony_Stark, Steve_Rogers
  Additional Tags:
      Triggers, Underage_Sex, Kissing, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-09-10 Words: 1844
****** Beyond Obvious ******
by someb0ys
Tony leaned against the front of his desk next to Steve who was sitting,
staring at his shoes. He crossed his arms and cleared his throat getting those
large baby blue eyes to stare up at him. “You know why you're in here Steven,
correct?”
Steve swallowed hard trying to get moisture back into his dry mouth. He made a
mistake of reading a note that was passed to him, then refusing to read Mr.
Stark the note, with blush tinted cheeks he ended up in detention for three
hours. Steve nodded, biting his lip.
Mr. Stark shook his head and sighed. “Say it out loud Steve.” He ordered
walking over to shut the class room door to the janitor working in the hallway.
Tony came back sitting down on top of his desk in front of Steve again.
Blush returned to his cheeks. “I didn't read the note someone passed me out
loud.” Steve said veering his eyes to the floor again.
Tony held up the folded note between his middle and pointer finger. “What does
it say?”
Steve shook his head a small hint of a smile crossing his face. “I can't sir,
it's inappropriate.” Tony sighed grabbing his coffee from the other side of his
desk. Steve looked up at him, holding back from licking his lips at the sight
of his teacher's adams apple moving as he swallowed and the way his eyes closed
to the taste. Steve's eyes darted eyes the second those dark deep eyes of his
teacher's caught his.
Tony placed his cup down, keeping his eyes on his student. “I'm used to things
like this Steve. I know I'm attractive it's not the first time a students
mentioned it. I know how to ignore it. But with you-”
“I didn't write the note sir!” Steve interjected. Tony didn't think it was
possible to blush so much but Steve was proving him wrong.
“I know that Steve, I was referring to everything else. You're very polite
about it but it's obvious.You watch me, when we make eye contact you blush. You
veer your eyes every time I bend down to grab my pen or something and bite your
lip.” Tony moved away from Steve and sat down in his chair across from him
wishing he didn't have to see him panic like this. “Should I add you're not in
trouble?”
Steve could barely take in the words over his adrenaline rush. He nodded with
his eyes on the floor. “I didn't know it was that obvious, I-I'll t-try and
control it better sir.” Steve's foot was shaking and he couldn't stop it.
Tony leaned over his desk pulling Steve's chin up, surprised by the hint of
stubble. “Look at me Steve.” Large nervous eyes met his. “I'm not asking for
you to control it better, you are the student, you can have a crush on me. It's
fine. I'm just informing you that you're being beyond obvious and it's
affecting me.”
Steve bit his lip hard to keep from fidgeting. “Is it really affecting you?”
His breathing was shallow, too focused on the hand gently keeping his face in
place.
Tony let go of his chin, moving around the desk to sit in the chair next to
him. “Yes. Its getting hard to stay professional when I'm around you.” He laid
his hand out flat and watched as Steve slowly placed his warm large hand in
Tony's. Steve was shaking a little but squeezed his teacher's hand bringing it
to rest in his lap.
Steve watched their hands, admiring Mr. Stark's olive skin tone against his
pale hand. “Steven, I want you to leave this class room and go home, if that is
what you'd like.” Steve looked up from his lap to his teacher, the blushing
lessened. He shook his head, smiling at the older man.
Tony's eyes fell to the floor for a moment, regaining perceptive about this
fragile situation. “Than kiss me...if you'd like.” He whispered, biting his
lip.
Steve nodded, taking his free hand and cupping his teacher's face. He leaned in
closer feeling Tony's warm breath against his face. “Are you sure?” He
whispered
Tony blew it long ago, he was going to hell. He knew it for sure when Steve
Rogers walked into his class room a semester ago. It wasn't wrong to feel this
way, it was wrong to act on it. Tony nodded, closing his eyes and leaned in
closing the distance between them. His heart was pounding in his chest. All
those months of aching over him, melted away.
Steve moved his lips timidly against Mr. Stark's. He pulled away smiling, they
both shared the same scared but exhilarated look. Tony pecked his lips again.
“Are you okay? Tony asked.
Steve nodded smiling at him. “Can we...do more?” He whispered running his
fingers though Tony's hair. Tony nodded pulling Steve's chair closer. “We have
about an hour left, we can do whatever you're comfortable with.” Steve placed
his hand on Tony's leg, his fingers crawling closer to Tony's crotch.
Tony's breathing hitched. “Steve,” he warned getting the teenager to pause his
motions. “What do you want to do?” He leaned over nipping and sucking lightly
on Steve's neck. Mr. Stark cringed but loved it when a low moan escaped the
teenager.
“Everything, d-do you have condoms?” Steve asked turning his head a little to
give him more access. His hand moved to the back of Mr. Stark's neck keeping
him there.
Tony nodded getting up from his chair and went into his satchel. “You're sure?”
Tony asked. Steve pulled on his jeans and walked behind his desk with him. “I
guess that's a yes,” Tony chuckled, cupping Steve's hard bulge through his red
boxers. Steve whimpered arching into the contact. “I would have never pictured
you to want to move so fast.” Tony whispered connecting their lips again. Steve
leaned back on the desk over papers Tony was in the middle of grading.
Tony groaned pulling open his slacks, locking eyes with his student. Steve
pulled down his pants, biting his lip as Tony pulled him to the edge of the
desk. “I know how this works Mr. Stark. This thing we just created. There's no
way it could last longer then a year without someone finding out. If you let it
go that long. So I think we should use our time wisely.” Tony leaned over him,
fighting back a frown. “What?” Steve asked looking nervous.
Tony shook his head. “Nothing, I just wish you were older.” He leaned in
kissing his exposed neck while his fingers pulled down his briefs, feeling
light headed at the sight of his hard uncut cock springing free. “Oh Steve.” He
groaned.
Steve watched Tony's hesitance so he grabbed his teacher's hand, making him
wrap it around his dick. He threw his head back at the relief of contact. Tony
squeezed it getting Steve to squirm. “What do you want to do Steven?”

Steve whined. “I want you in me.” He answered wishing he knew a hotter way of
saying it. Tony ducked his head licking the dribbling precum of his student.
Steve tensed and arched into Tony's warm wet tongue as it worked down the
underside of his cock.
Tony pushed two fingers into Steve's mouth getting eager sucks in return.
“You're so handsome Steven.” He whispered taking the head of his cock into his
mouth but didn't keep at it long. He knew Steve wouldn’t be able to last long.
Steve smiled after the two fingers were taken away from his mouth. “You too,
Sir.” He breathed spreading his legs further. Tony brushed his wet fingers
against his entrance getting Steve to shiver.
“Call me Tony, please.” He pressed his index finger inside, it took a little
bit for Steve to relax enough to take all of it.
Steve moaned at the feeling, his eyes were slammed shut. “O-okay Tony.” He
whispered reaching for his cock.
Tony pushed the second finger in curling them until Steve went rigid and
tightened around him. “It's alright.” Tony promised, leaning over him to
connect their lips. “Does it hurt at all?” Tony asked, sicsoring his fingers.
Steve shook his head letting go of his cock. He didn't want to come like this.
Steve opened his eyes when they were pulled out of him, he looked at Tony
pleading for more. After nervous fingers rolled on a condom. Tony smiled,
kissing Steve's flushed lips as he pressed the head of his cock to his
entrance. Steve wrapped his arms around Tony's neck to keep him close. He
pushed inside slowly, savoring as the tight heat covered his length.
“How does it feel?” Tony whispered after he was fully seated inside him. Steve
nodded wrapping one of his legs over Tony's hip.
“Really good,” Steve breathed arching his back higher.
Tony started up a gentle rhythm, keeping half of his attention on the janitor
that was outside the solid wood door. “You feel so fucking good.” Tony
whispered, skating one of his hands up Steve's shirt, feeling his warm abs.
Steve withered underneath him. “F-faster.” He whimpered, squeezing the base of
his cock so he wouldn't come.
Tony nodded peppering his jaw with kisses as he fucked into him faster. “Stay
quiet.” He reminded, becoming breathless as the pleasure started to build.
Steve nodded starting to stroke himself in time with his teacher's thrusts.
“I'm gonna-” He was cut off by Tony pushed into him even faster. Steve's
dilated eyes locked with Tony's and his body began to tense. Tony gripped his
damp with sweat hipbones to keep him in place. Steve bit his knuckles shaking
through his powerful orgasm while his other hand stroked his cock. Tony gasped
as he started to pulse around him. Hot come oozed out of Steve's thick cock
covering his knuckles. Tony pulled out and pulled off his condom. “I want it.”
Steve panted.
Tony was going to protest it but couldn't bring himself to deny him. Steve sat
up and dropped to his knees on the floor. He opened his mouth and looked up at
Tony through thick eye lashes. Tony grabbed his hair keeping him close. “I'm
close.” He warned, stroking himself faster. Steve pressed his tongue to the
head of his cock sending him over the edge. It took less than three more
strokes to come hard, gripping onto Steve's shoulder for support as come
covered his student's tongue and lips.
Steve made a face at the taste but licked his lips clean anyway. He stood up
and pulled Tony's slacks up and fastened his belt. Tony watched him, smiling
before reaching for tissue on his desk and wiping up Steve's thighs and crotch.
“How do you feel?” Steve whispered buttoning his jeans and fixing his hair.
“Like I want to take a nap with you.” Tony admitted bringing Steve in close
again to kiss. Steve smiled at that lacing his fingers with his.
“That would be nice.” Steve whispered hugging him.
Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed
their work!