Well it’s not what I was looking for but you have my attention.
quite possibly the most beautiful paragraph i have ever read
Domestic Avengers, Superfamily, fanfiction (mine and others'), love.
Anonymous said: Steve working a festival kissing booth for charity. Tony takes one look at him and buys up the entire days worth of time to get him to himself.
"Do you take credit cards?"
"We do," Steve says. "I’m Steve. Would you like a- a, uh, turn?"
He cringes after he says it, hearing how it sounds, and the man grins. “How many kisses do you have left?”
"I clock out in six hours," Steve says.
The man nods. “I’m Tony Stark. I’ll give you ten thousand dollars for six hours worth of kisses.”
Steve stares. The man- Tony- doesn’t look insane. He’s is well-dressed, sticking out like a sore thumb in the midst of people wearing jeans and ratty tee-shirts. His shoes alone probably cost more than Steve’s entire wardrobe.
"You don’t have to," Tony says, smiling. "Just thought I’d give it a shot. I’d much prefer you say yes, though."
"Um," Steve says, unsure how to put it. "I’m- not a prostitute?"
Tony raises his eyebrows. “I’m aware. The sign above your head, however, advertises a kissing booth, and if you’re up for it, I’d like to pay more than is advertised for a day’s worth of kisses.”
"Six hours," Steve croaks, and clears his throat. His eyes go over Tony one last time, and he flushes when he gets caught. Tony’s grin widens.
Steve looks at the credit card held between Tony’s fingers. “You’re serious?”
"Deadly," Tony says, and cocks his head. "You don’t know who I am, do you?"
Steve frowns. “You told me who you are.”
Tony laughs, like he has an inside joke he isn’t telling Steve. “Give me the credit card swiper, Steve.”
He swipes his card, and nods to Steve to punch in the numbers. Steve pushes ‘1-0’ and then more zeroes than he’s comfortable with, and then presses go.
Transaction completed, the machine blinks at him, and Steve swallows. “Huh. Guess I have to, now.”
"You don’t have to," Tony says, and Steve goggles at him.
"You just paid ten thousand dollars. One kiss is three bucks. That means I owe you-"
He pauses, and Tony finishes it for him. “333 kisses. I’ll settle for how many you’re willing to give me over the remaining six hours you have on the clock, though.”
Steve ends up giving him kiss number 333 two days later, when they’re lying in Tony’s bed after getting distracted halfway through lunch.
Tony hums against his lips. “Mm. You just gave me the last one I paid for,” he says, and Steve doesn’t get it for a moment, but he laughs when he does.
"This one’s for free," he says, and pecks Tony on the mouth. "This one you owe me three bucks for," he adds and kisses Tony again, who chuckles into his mouth.
ughstarlords said: "#a chrisis" 10/10 amazingly well done
Oh man, I wish I could take credit for it! Thank you for your kind words!
But there is no other word for the troubles the Chrises have wrought.