highlander_ii

seasonofkink

"Oh my god! Tony - wha-what happened?" Peter asked as Tony came through the door. Getting a shoulder under Tony's arm, he helped the man covered in grime and dirt to the bathroom.

He'd been visiting Avengers HQ on his holiday break from MIT, and knew Tony had gone out to help Falcon with something, but Tony looked like he'd rolled in a grimy mud puddle.

"You okay?" Peter asked as he directed Tony to sit on the closed toilet seat while he got the water running in the back.

Tony arched a brow, but didn't say anything as he stripped his t-shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. He nudged off his shoes and kicked them toward the wall.

"All right," Peter said, "well, let's just get you cleaned up. That looks really uncomfortable." He set the tub to fill with how water. "So, wanna tell me what happened?"

"Got dirty," Tony grumbled.

"Yeah. I can see that." He sat on the edge of the tub while it was filling. "Do you want to turn on the jets?" He watched Tony nod at him. "FRIDAY?" There was no verbal response from the AI, just the jets activating in the tub.

Peter stood up and waved his fingers. "Stand up, please, so we can get your pants off."

Tony's movements were slow and silent, but he got to his feet and braced his hands on Peter's shoulders. Peter did all the work getting Tony out of the rest of his clothes.

Peter got Tony into the bubbling water, letting him think he did all the work on his own. That ego. The guy was half out of it. Tony sank into the tub with a groan Peter was sure he wasn't meant to be able to hear.

"Just relax," Peter whispered, brushing a hand over Tony's hair and scooping water to wet Tony's shoulders. He found the bath sponge and began to slowly and gently was the dirt off. When the grumpy engineer glared at him, Peter spoke quietly. Soft, soothing words while continuing to wash the grime off of him.

Tony closed his eyes while Peter got the dirt off his face and washed out his hair. He leaned back into the jets while Peter scrubbed the rest of him down, washing all the caked on dirt away, making him feel almost human again.

Tony turned his head and lifted a hand to Peter's face. He leaned over to press a kiss to Peter's mouth. "Thanks," he said softly.

Peter nodded. "Of course." He kissed Tony back, then set the tub to cycle out the dirty bathwater and replace it with clean. "Hey!" Peter cried out when Tony dragged him into the tub with him. Suddenly he was very wet and very glad he'd been walking around without his shoes on.

"You should get in with me."

"I think I already am," Peter quipped back. He wasn't mad. Definitely not if Tony was in a better mood. "Wanna tell me what happened now?"

Tony dropped his head to Peter's shoulder with a sigh. "Checking out a thing with Sam. It was great until Sam's dumb ass knocked me into a mud puddle."

"That's it? Sam accidentally put you in a puddle and you looked like that?"

"There's more, but it's not important. Just - just sit with me. I'll tell you the rest later."

Peter nodded. "Okay. Come here," and he nudged Tony's head up so he could kiss him again.

"Okay, more than sit. Why did I drag you in here with your clothes on? That was a bad move."

Peter laughed. "Maybe, but I think I can get out of them easily enough."

"Yeah, you should do that. We can run fresh water and do this all over again."