I know it has been said that Tony is a super strong vamp and shouldn't be messed with, but what if another really strong vampire confronts him and fights him? Tony gets injured? How will Steve react and take care of him? I imagine Tony saying he is fine, but is clearly not, and Steve freaking out
Seeing Tony hurt shocked Steve to his core, but it was seeing Tony heal that really grossed him out.
Tony wouldn’t say how he had gotten nearly sliced in half, but Steve could tell the wounds were made by someones hand and not by a knife and that made him sick to his stomach.
He didn’t know what to do, trying to stop the bleeding with towels, offering to sew Tony up, he just didn’t know what to do, and Tony finally made him sit still while he made a call.
Within half an hour– an impossibly long half hour where Steve had to watch Tony bleed and get weaker and weaker and not be able to do anything– another Vamp showed up at the hotel, dragging a woman along with him.
He didnt even spare Steve a glance, just bent over and prodded at the slash marks in Tonys abdomen. “Not poisoned.” he said in a deep voice. “But how did Raza find you?”
“I dont know.” Tony was coughing up blood. “I dont know but it isnt good.”
“You have grown lazy, now that you have this human.” the vampire scolded. “You are lucky you are not dead.”
“I know, Rhodes.” Tony lay back, exhausted. “Please just—”
The other vampire nodded shortly and propped Tony up on a few pillows, bringing the woman forward to sit in his lap, and making a deep cut over her neck.
Then he turned to look at Steve, moving so he blocked the bed from view. “I do not understand why a vampire as powerful as Tony has taken up with you instead of one of own kind, but Ive learned not to ask questions like that. I will tell you, that you probably shouldn’t watch this. You might be enamored with Tony, but seeing him like this will ruin whatever feelings you think you have. You humans think vampires are a novelty when in fact we are monsters.”
“I– I know what Tony is.” Steve said, sounding braver than he was feeling. “Let me see.”
Rhodes waited another minute before moving aside, letting Steve see exactly what Tony was doing.
Tony was killing the woman.
His teeth were buried in her neck, claws out and nearly shredding her back as he drank, obscene noises from his throat as he swallowed noisily. The woman was dying right in front of Steve’s eyes, growing paler and paler as Tony drained every drop he could get, and Steve watched in horror as Tonys body knit back together right in front of him– cuts closing, fresh skin growing, until all that was left were faint scars.
Then Tony pushed the body off the bed and fell back onto the pillows, an arm over his eyes as he passed right out.
“He killed her.” Steve whispered and Rhodes nodded.
“Not his first, and not his last. Think about what you are doing, sharing a bed with a creature who doesnt hesitate to take a life to save his own.”