Steve studied Tony, his eyes sweeping up and down the flattering costume the genius had on. Steve had to admit, red and white suited Tony. He hid the appraising look by looking around the room and then over to Bruce before meeting Tony's eyes again.
"All right," he nodded, taking Tony's hand and allowing the shorter man to lead him out to the space cleared for dancing. "Who gets to lead?"
"How about I do, since I asked?" Tony suggested, pulling Steve close to him and placing the blonde's hand on his waist. Steve nodded and laced the fingers of his other hand with Tony's, smiling inwardly as the brunette swallowed audibly. They waited a few beats to catch the rhythm of the music and then Tony swept them around the floor.
Steve relaxed into the dance, the steps exactly the same as in the workshop earlier today. He wasn't able to move without thinking, as Tony appeared to be, since he was conscious of all the eyes on him and Tony. He had to admit, Captain America and Iron Man dancing together had to look a little odd.
"People are staring," he finally whispered, meeting Tony's eyes.
"So? Let them," Tony replied, his voice just as quiet but obviously happy. "I have the most handsome man here tonight dancing in my arms. They're just jealous."
Steve laughed and squeezed Tony's hand.They continued around the floor, their eyes locked on each other again. Tony felt as if he couldn't breathe, but that was ok, he'd rather look at Steve than breathe anyway. He kept them to the outside of the open space, slowly making their way around the perimeter.
The slow waltz ended and another one started, the tempo slightly faster. Steve grinned and switched their hands without even missing a step. On the next beat, he took over and started moving Tony towards the middle of the floor.
"My turn," he murmured, voice gone a little gravelly. Tony could only nod, his voice stolen by the tone of Steve's words. They moved in a bubble, other couples moving aside to watch as the two men danced on the floor.
"You're very good at this," Tony finally said, after clearing his throat a few times. "Even better than earlier."
"I'm a quick study," Steve replied, smiling. "And, I'll admit, I practiced some more in my room before changing into my costume."
"Kind of makes a guy wonder why you have such problems with modern technology then," Tony said casually, slanting a suspicious look up at Steve. "Most things are repetitive. Kind of makes a guy wonder if maybe you aren't learning on purpose."
"Or already have," Steve said, shrugging innocently. "It was nice to have a reason to come drag you out of your workshop. You spend far too much time in there."
"Steve Rogers," Tony said, admiration in his voice. "You are a conniving little soldier, aren't you? That's actually really irresistible."
Before Steve could reply, other than widening his smile, they bumped into another couple on the floor. Steve actually bounced back, the other person fairly solid. Tony turned to gripe at them then felt his mouth drop open yet again as he took in the sight of Thor and Jane.
"Friend Tony!" Thor said enthusiastically, breaking away from Jane to pull Tony into a crushing hug. "And Steve! You both look to be enjoying the dancing."
Jane giggled as the other two men nodded, silently taking in their costumes. Thor was dressed in a white toga with a gold sash running crosswise down his chest. A crown of golden laurel leaves rested on his head. Gold laced sandals completed the outfit of Hercules. Jane was dressed as Megara, her hair piled and curled on top of her head. Her deep purple dress was similar to Thor's, more of a toga than a modern dress. It had an empire waist and the skirt was pleated all the way down to the floor. Her left shoulder was bared while a loose drape of cloth hugged Jane's left bicep. Her sandals were similar to Thor's, what could be seen peeking out from under her skirt.
"You both look awesome," Tony said, once he'd extricated himself from Thor's enthusiastic greeting. Steve sidestepped easily, holding out a hand for Thor to shake. Jane hugged both of them, pressing a light kiss to their cheeks.
"And you look dashing," Jane said, a grin suffusing her face. "Were you two dancing together?"
Steve stammered a bit, unsure of how to respond due to the look on Jane's face. Suddenly, he felt foolish. What was he doing, dancing with Tony in public? Setting himself up for a fall, that's what.
"We were," Tony said smoothly, when Steve couldn't get a complete sentence out. "Capsicle here didn't know how to dance so I taught him."
"How sweet," Darcy interrupted them. Jane's assistant looked stunning dressed as Pocahontas in a short, light brown leather dress and turquoise jewelry. The dress had fringe at the hem, falling a good four inches from the edge of the dress. She was wearing slim, brown boots with fringe as well. Her hair was hanging straight down over her shoulders and a few white feathers were clipped into the hair above her right ear. "You guys look really good together. Prince Charming and the Beast, huh?"
Tony gave her a mocking bow and pulled Steve away as the waltz ended. He watched as the three found Bruce, Thor giving the shy scientist the same bone-crushing hug he'd given Tony. The brunette turned to Steve and had to hide a smile at the light blush on the blonde's cheeks.
"Everything ok, Cap?" Tony asked lightly, leading the way over to the drinks and buffet tables. Assorted fruits, vegetables, cheeses, and finger sandwiches covered the tables along with different wines, fruit juices, and water. A small fountain in the middle of the largest table bubbled with a pale yellow champagne.
"Tony, what are you doing?" Steve asked instead, his face perplexed. "What are we doing?"
"What do you mean?" Tony responded, a frown crossing his face. "We were dancing. Now we're getting refreshments." He plucked a few pieces of fruit and cheese off the arrangements, placing them on a plate before handing it to Steve. He turned back to fill his own plate then sipped at a glass of wine.
"That's not what I'm talking about," Steve grumbled, accepting the plate but making no move to eat. He gestured between them with his free hand before Tony shoved a drink into it. "What is this that we're doing?"
Steve ignored the drink as well, trying to figure out Tony. He was well aware of the other man's reputation but had grown to like him in the time since he'd moved into the Avenger's tower. Liking another man was honestly no surprise to Steve; he'd been pretty clear on who he was attracted to before even joining the army. But that wasn't the acceptable thing and so he'd tried to find happiness with a nice girl. Had even thought he'd found it in Peggy before the ice had stolen that future from him. Now, everyone seemed more open and accepting, more understanding to different choices. But was Tony?
"That depends on a lot, Capsicle," Tony said, hedging as he watched Steve study him. Suddenly, the genius was insanely jealous of one of their acquaintances who could read minds. Steve's face was a complete blank to him. "Depends on what that kiss on my hand meant earlier today."