[Comprehensive British and American] Fulian Hotel

And Steve looked up and kissed him, and Tony accepted the kiss with a smile, putting his arms around Steve's neck, stroking his blond hair with his fingertips.

Steve pulled up Tony's black vest, stroked his wide palm upwards along his waistline, raised his leg and pushed it between Tony's legs, Tony's waist trembled, and the whole person lay on the other's body.

Captain America hugged him around his waist, and the positions of the two were reversed instantly. Steve pressed Tony's shoulder with one hand, and squeezed Tony's chin with the other and kissed him heavily, almost kissing him into the sofa .

"Steve...?" Tony looked at his lover in a daze, the corners of his eyes were red from lack of oxygen, and he sensitively felt that Captain America was a little strange.

"...don't talk, Tony," Steve whispered into his ear, before leading him into another kiss.

They were only a few steps away from the bed, but Steve didn't seem to be able to wait for these few steps. He just pressed Tony on the sofa and whispered in a heartbreaking tone: "Tony."

They were lingering on the narrow sofa, and Steve's kisses were hot and desperate. In such a doomsday New York, it seemed that they had no tomorrow, but Tony felt uneasy in the extreme pleasure/sensation, But Steve wouldn't allow him to speak, and he shattered all of Tony's sanity with a deeper thrust.

During orgasm, Steve's hot and humid hands were on the back of Tony's neck, as if he wanted to press him into his body: "Tony...Tony."

Tony was lying in Steve's arms as if collapsed. He wanted to ask something, but he was too tired. Ever since he returned to New York in the past, his spirit had been in a state of high tension, and he never relaxed. Even if he is Tony Stark, he has reached the limit. The intense sex/love makes his eyelids involuntarily heavy, and his consciousness is drawn away. He can only clenched the corner of Steve's clothes in a daze, and whispered : "Don't go..."

Steve kissed his forehead softly and said something, but Tony didn't hear him, he was so sleepy, almost unnaturally sleepy.

Tony thought before falling into a coma, it didn't matter if he didn't hear...that was Steve, his love, his idol, his beloved unicorn, the person he trusted most in his life.

That must be an affirmative answer.

***

Tony woke up suddenly on the sofa. He blinked his sour eyes, and when he raised his hand, he touched a blanket covering his body.

Tony tilted his head, and there was a glass of water on the transparent coffee table, which made him aware that his thirsty throat seemed to be burning. He sat up and held the water glass, sipping sluggishly, his still-awake head running slowly Thinking, he thought, this must be Steve, the only one who would do something so fussy and thoughtful.

The room was empty, he was alone, Steve wasn't in the room.

Tony sat on the sofa with dull eyes. His mental state was not very stable when he just woke up, and Steve didn't know when he discovered this little secret. Since then, Captain America has always been able to wake up inexplicably when Tony Within a few minutes of coming, he appeared within his sight range, staying by Tony's side for all sorts of strange reasons, to appease his emotions.

That made Tony develop another bad habit. He started to just sit and wait for a period of time when he was awake, and he could only get up at ease after the other party appeared.

Holding the glass of water, Tony waited impatiently for his Captain America to appear as usual.

Five minutes passed, Tony took a sip of water and thought, Captain America's efficiency has become lower, and he should laugh at him severely.

Then another 5 minutes passed, and many more 5 minutes.

The water in Tony's hand was completely cold.

Captain America never showed up.

Tony stood up from the sofa with a swipe, the water glass was overturned on the ground, he pressed his trembling fingertips, he began to become nervous and anxious, this shouldn't be, maybe Captain America is just doing his own thing, He just forgot, after all, there is no law that says "Captain America must appear 10 minutes after Iron Man wakes up", Tony wanted to laugh at his fuss, but couldn't stop his teeth from chattering.

Something's wrong, Steve's been wrong since holding him today, he's never seen Steve so stoic and sad, and Tony is always damn sure about bad things.

"Jarvis!"

It took Tony a few seconds to remember that the entire hotel had changed the sub-management system, and for some reason, he didn't want to set any language functions for the new system. He licked his dry lips and opened the control panel , Manually called up all the surveillance cameras in the hotel.

No, no, Steve isn't in the hotel, New York is different now, the streets are full of monsters...

Tony felt a palpitation, sweat dripping from his brow, and he turned on the monitor and locator on Steve's body, and they showed the location...in the bathroom.

Tony stumbled towards the bathroom. The moment he opened the door, he heard his own heartbeat that was rumbling so loudly that it was about to jump out. He curled his stiff lips and shouted: "Stee..."

And no one was in the bathroom.

The monitors and locators are neatly placed on the edge of the sink, and Steve actually knows Tony is overly controlling, he doesn't like being violated* but he chooses to indulge in the end - he always will, he stays He got off the locator that Tony had installed on him, in order to make Tony feel at ease.

But now they are kept, and they are even placed in the same direction. Only the guy who has been in the army can be so meticulous in even the details.

Next to them was a box of sleeping potions, and he now finally knew the reason for his abnormal lethargy.

Tony thought, so Steve took it off himself.

Captain America left, proactively, he didn't want to be found by Tony.

No matter how many reincarnations he goes through, Iron Man will end up with nothing left.

Tony squatted down clutching his chest, a subtle smell of blood filled his nostrils at this moment, stimulating his precarious nerves, crushing them to the brink of collapse: "cap..."

He felt a sense of suffocation, he couldn't breathe air into his chest, and his heart was twitching wildly. He seemed to be stuffed into a fish tank, and the surrounding scenery trembled in the form of waves. Tony knelt on the ground and pressed one hand on the tile wall , His nails dug into the gap but he didn't realize it. He felt very painful, pain and fear like he was about to die, he was about to be killed by panic.

In a haze of consciousness, he heard someone calling him.

"Tony, outside...Tony?! What's wrong with you?" Someone wanted to help him up, but Tony refused him tremblingly. It wasn't this. Tony felt physical tears slipping from the corners of his eyes, and he was in a mess. He should worry There are many things, but he can only think of this, not him, not his Steve.

"God...he's having a panic attack, Sherlock! Go get the medicine."

Steve said in his subconscious that he loved him, his voice was gentle and hot, and Tony felt that he was really crying this time, and he tugged on Watson's lapel, crying uncontrollably.

"Open his mouth, and pay attention to the posture so that he doesn't choke." He heard the military doctor's calm voice.

Water was forcibly poured down his throat, along with the pills, as if pulling back his out-of-control nerves.

"Tony, Tony, listen to me, take a deep breath." Watson patted Tony's cheek anxiously, "Yes, exhale——"

Tony felt the fading sanity slowly return to his head. After a long time, he smiled weakly and felt his voice was hoarse and scary: "For the first time in my life, someone taught me how to breathe, John, you Do you really not consider becoming a kindergarten teacher?"

Watson carefully observed his situation, seemed relieved, and smiled: "I think I am now, Sherlock, don't stare at me, I am not talking about you, there is no need to be so active Take your seat. What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just plain stress, geniuses always have so much pressure, you know, oh well you don't know, uh, what happened?" Tony said as he toweled his completely sweaty curls , and then threw the towel into the toilet.

Watson felt that this reason was really bad enough, but seeing his expression as bad as the reason, Watson sighed and chose not to pursue the question, because now they need to face a more urgent situation.

Watson's face became very heavy: "I came to you because, I think, our defense system can't last long."

Tony fell into a coma for three or four hours, and he didn't realize how serious the situation outside was until he actually walked into the hall.

"...Have all the monsters in New York appeared? What's the situation? We don't have a big opening ceremony!" Tony was startled when he saw the crowds of people, oh, looking at the pale and weird faces It feels really bad on tempered glass.

"It's the big reward for the opening of the group of monsters, free tasting, buy one get one free." Sherlock smiled mockingly, "Our building is the biggest target."

It is indeed a big reward for the opening. The survivors rescued by Tony and his party are currently placed in the hotel. If the group of monsters rush in, they can simply hold a food tasting party for three days and three nights.

"Where's the captain?" Max turned his head, "Aren't you together?"

"He's temporarily disconnected and went to the studio next door to save the world, whatever, we'll talk about this later, there are more important things now, right?" Tony shrugged in mk42, the voice blocked by the armor was unclear, He who puts on the armor is Iron Man, and the superhero is Xinyang. They are never sad or afraid, even if they are alone, even if they have nothing.

"John, you should have some confidence in my design. With their claws, they won't be able to get in for 1 years. We can definitely fight a protracted war."

As soon as Tony's voice fell, he heard Sol standing in another direction say in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it won't work, my friend Tony, look in that direction."

A group of people looked in the direction Thor said, and there was a small group of people who were driven over by the zombies. They looked panic-stricken, their complexions were gray and yellow, but they were still normal humans, forming a contrast with the pale faces of the living dead. sharp contrast.

The time is too short, Tony and the others have no way to save the survivors, and this group of people is obviously on the list that will be rescued in the future.

The zombies spontaneously moved out of the way, like a show, and drove the first person to the sight of everyone. It was a thin and shivering little boy. When he saw Tony, there was a glimmer of hope in his lifeless eyes. He opened his mouth to ask for help.

But the boy didn't have time to speak in the end, because in the next second, his head smashed into a flower of blood on the tempered glass, and his brains overflowed.

The living dead waved their stiff arms, hitting their defenses with the boy's corpse one after another. The boy's soft body was far inferior to their sharp nails, and it was more like a useless move.

But soon the second person was driven to the gate again, the second, the third...

Max covered his mouth in horror: "What the hell are they doing?!"

Tony clenched his fists tightly: "...they are forcing us out."

This is not the wisdom that the living dead should have, they will only follow orders, and the purpose of the orderer seems to be very clear, he is trying every means to eliminate all threats.

"That……"

"Then go out." Tony interrupted her, "I'll go out alone."