superhusbands-are-my-life:

idkanatomy:

armor ref

Steve can taste Tony’s blood on his lips, metallic, and sharp; it’s wrong and biting, almost acrid. He cries because that’s all he can taste on those still lips.

Suddenly, those still lips move and there’s a thin, strained whisper. “You didn’t think you’d get rid of me that easy, did you?” Steve cries harder because all he can taste on those lips is Tony’s sweet breath.