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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years

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Heyyy, can I request honeymoon sex with tony stark and fem!reader?

Pairing: Tony Stark x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 2530 words

Outline: Just two hours after getting married Tony flies you off to an exotic paradise.

Author's Note: Thank you nonnie for this ask! It was super fun to imagine this and kind of let the story take me where it needed to go! Combined this with another request here. The destination can be any of your choosing!

Warnings: breeding kink, size kink, swearing, penetrative vaginal sex, anal fingering, finger fucking, comeshot, comeplay, roughhousing, oral sex (m receiving), hotel sex, slight exhibitionism, dirty talk, pet names (princess, honey, baby) . If I forgot to tag anything major, please let me know!

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Main Masterlist ・❥・Tony Stark Masterlist

NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

“Miss Stark? Mind if we take off?” Tony asks a known smirk worn on his face as he extended his arm to you. “I got more plans for us.”

“More plans than our wedding night?” You quizzically raise your eyebrows. “Wonder what this is all about.”

“Well, stick around long enough to find out.” You take his hand in yours and you watch as his hand transforms with the help of nanotech into an iron suit.

“Tony!” You yell as he wraps his now armored arms around you and hold you close ascending to the sky.

“To our honeymoon!” You would have been laughing, if you weren’t still wearing your very long wedding dress and no heels as you had just taken off your shoes, the minute you walked inside your shared bedroom. You had a very nice jet planned for the pair of you to help you travel to the island of your destination but of course, your now husband had other plans.

You close your eyes as the impact of the flight makes you jittery but thankfully when you open them, secure on your feet, you watch the inside of a jet.

“Couldn’t risk it too much.” Tony chuckles as his face is revealed to you. “We got about five hours till landing.”

“Good. How about a shower and maybe me wearing something comfortable?”

“And making me miss the chance of taking this beautiful dress off of you?”

“You literally took it off one hour before the wedding, I am still surprised we even made it on time.”

“Well, you see, the point is to be very thorough and well intended with your actions, hitting the right targeted at the right times.”

“Shut up, you only wanted it on your conscience to know I walked down the aisle with my dad by my side and your cum down my thighs.”

Tony nods his head slowly. “I mean, you are not wrong.”

You roll your eyes but before you can even finish that, Tony crushes his lips against yours, pushing you against the wall. Is very desperate for a man who somehow did manage to leave you alone all through the wedding party. That was a surprise. You moan into his mouth as he lets his lips hang off you staring down at you, his suit dissolving piece by piece. “I need you.”

With one quick move, he wraps his arms around your back and fiddles with the zipper of your dress pushing all the way down and cupping your ass cheeks to lift you up. He growls against your ear once he realizes you are still not wearing any panties and he curses himself for not fingering on the dinner.

“Aren’t you a little slut?” He chuckles, his lips returning harshly against yours. All you do is place your hands around his neck pulling him closer. He looked very sexy in his three-piece suit but you knew he would look even better with it off.

“You want my cock so bad you gotta make sure your pussy is open for business all day long, huh?” His breath is hot and his words make you feel filthy with how true they are.

“Only when I want daddy to make me a momma.” You breathe out wiggling your body and the feral growl that leaves his mouth is enough to let you know how this honeymoon trip will go. His teeth bite down onto your neck as his one hand goes to his pants, quickly unzipping himself. He is hard, he might have been hard all through the party you think, maybe that’s why you only stayed there for one hour. Then one finger comes to your pussy, moving up and down as you desperately move your body trying to wriggle it in. Your back is secure on the wall as Tony teases you with his fingers.

“I am gonna fuck you so hard and deep, you won’t leave this place without a baby inside of you.”

With a sudden move, he pushes the tip of his cock inside your velvet walls and wraps his hands on your hips, starting from a slow pace to a fast one. He uses your body for his pleasure watching you try to keep your legs around his waist, the impact of his thrusts causing your body to squirm. There is a symphony of moans, the slapping of skins, as Tony is fucking you in your wedding dress.

“Please, Tony, cum inside me!” You moan, feeling yourself coming closer and closer to the edge. “I ain’t going nowhere,” Tony responds and with three more harsh thrusts, he halts his movements as he fills himself spilling his seed inside you. His orgasm triggers yours, as your always milk his cock so good and your head hits the wall.

“Your dress is very beautiful.” He whispers, love shining bright in his dark eyes. “Too bad is now defiled.”

“Is not like we fucked on it.”

“Oh, god, don’t give me ideas.”

With another quick move, using both of his hands he rips off your wedding dress and throws it on the nearby leather couch. Followed by you. Now you were only wearing your white lacey bralette and the markings on your thighs from the deep fucking before the wedding.

“Gorgeous.”

You chuckle as you try to sit up straight, only to have him push your body down.

“Tony…” You try to speak up but he shuts you off again pressing his lips against yours. “Get on your knees for me, baby, I need to hit it deep.” He whispers against your ear once his lips leave yours, pulling backward to start undressing. You take a moment to yourself to watch him get undressed, admiring his figure, the scar on his chest, and of course, that beautiful tattoo you had designed right on the left side of his pelvis.

Then you turn around positioning yourself, hoping you won’t slip off the couch with the dress in tow. The next thing you feel is Tony spitting right at your asshole before using his finger to spread it out.

“Hey!” You try to turn around.

“Shhh, this one needs filling too.”

“Just a finger, baby, don’t worry.”

You sigh as he begins to rub it with his finger, quickly followed by his cock entering your pussy from the back. The tension from the feeling on both of your holes makes you groan so loud, that you are hoping robots and humans are flying this jet.

“Damn, you’re tight for a woman who has been fucked three times already today.” Tony says sarcastically as he pushes his finger deeper inside you. You try to protest but you can’t because you are moaning his name again. Inch by inch, slowly he pushes his cock inside you.

“You are taking my finger so well, maybe next time I should bring a friend.” You feel your body jolt at the thought and that’s when he grips your waist and starts moving you on his cock.

“Now do it for me, baby, show me how you work for daddy.”

You back up your hips to him, trying to fucking yourself on his cock as the stretching from his finger leaves you a moaning mess. Doesn’t let you do this for a long time before he is taking control and thrusting inside you, nice and deep, just how you like it.

The sound of slapping skins fills the room, your combined moans matching one another so well. Tony spits on your hole again and continues fucking your ass at the same pace he is fucking your pussy with his cock. He is big and girthy and yet every time he fucks you it only feels as if he’s getting bigger.

“You’re gonna take my cum like the good little slut you are and let daddy breed your pretty cunt?”

Obscenities like these always drove you wild and as if Tony knew exactly when to say them to make sure you would be too much of a mess to respond.

“I will only be shoving my cock and my fingers deeper inside you until you beg me to stop, princess.”

You gasp as you try to open your mouth to reply but only a loud moan comes out as Tony begins to scissor his finger.

“Can hardly take me, what a joke of a slut you are, princess.”

“No, daddy, please!” You try to plead as he shoves your face to the couch, stretching one leg over your body as he begins to fuck you deeper and faster.

“Take it. Gotta make sure I can fuck a baby into you.”

With a couple more thrusts, and his other hand palming your pussy, Tony is cumming inside you again. He stays on top of you long enough to make sure that most of his seed will go inside your cunt and once he is satisfied, he drowns your body in soft kisses.

Then he is helping you off to the bath, taking good care of you and lathering your body, washing all of your tiredness of the day off. After helping you dry yourself, he is wrapping you in a silk robe and places you on the couch, on the security of his lap. One nap later and you have arrived at your destination. You ask him if you should bother with wearing clothes but he assures you is late at night and nobody will be waiting for you. He carries you in his arms and you shut your eyes when you hear him thank the pilot and his assistant. Not the first people you have heard you orgasm in such a confined space. Happy had to keep driving all the other times.

The resort is plainly beautiful. Your private exclusive villa is surrounded by sea, with a million little lamps on the side of the wooden ramp. Upon closer inspection, you realize the villa perches on an elevated plateau that hovers atop giant limestone cliffs. The stunning infinity pool is perched near the cliff's edge, offering a captivating view of the water below. The pure intensity of the scenery overwhelms even though is dark at night.

Tony passes you through the door and you watch the beautiful honeymoon decorations of the place as well as the tv playing a congratulatory message on the screen for you two. There are tears in your eyes, never in a million years would you have thought you could be this happy, in a place like this, with a man like him.

The rest of the night goes smoothly, a couple of newlywed pictures, a beautiful dinner that was awaiting you in the dining room, and a couple of promises of eternal love forevermore, you were back on the bed after another rather rigorous erotic session, asleep wrapped in his arms.

Several more hours pass and you woke up to the sounds of the waves of the ocean and a sunbeam shining down on the wooden floor. You take a moment to admire the golden ring on your finger buried on Tony’s chest and you watch him as he twitches in his sleep. This makes you laugh a little and before you can move Tony has you pinned down, his cock still inside you from last night.

“Good morning.” He whispers kissing your neck hungrily. “Daddy’s hungry.”

“You were literally sleeping.”

“No, I was on patrol, waiting for you to wake up.”

You can only roll your eyes as he slowly rocks his hips working himself to get hard again.

“Remember what I promised you?”

“Not to leave this resort until I get pregnant and by the looks of it, you are enjoying yourself very much succeeding on that goal. “

“Oh, I am sure you are enjoying yourself as well.”

“If only you’d let me suck your cock once in a while.”

Tony tilts his head and smirks mischievously.

“Your wish is my command, princess.”

With another sudden move, Tony now hard, slips out of you and manhandles you to shove his cock inside your mouth. Obediently you wrap your lips around his tip, hallowing out your cheeks as finally, the familiarity of cock sucking overcomes you. Tony lets you take your time, feeling his cock in your mouth, covering it in your saliva, and licking it tenderly using your hands on his balls.

“That’s enough, princess.”

He warns you and takes his cock out of your mouth slowly, holding up your chin as he is looking at you.

“Good girl.” He taps your mouth and then gently pushes your body to the mattress and lines up his now very wet cock to your entrance.

“Wonderful job, right there, honey.”

“Thank you, daddy.”

Tony goes back to his previous slow sensual rhythm, moving his hips against your body while your hands wrap around his arms.

“The view is beautiful.”

He is looking outside the floor-length windows and as you turn your head to gaze at what he was looking at, he begins a vigorous fast pace, thrusting you hard and deep. The scene leaves you in shambles, your body too tired and too weak to protest as his hands are gripping your waist tight, seemingly lifting you up from the mattress. He is using you as his own personal fuckdoll, shoving his cock deeper and deeper inside you. The series of moans that escapes your mouth as you are getting fucked like this in midair fills the room. Tony looks absolutely determined.

“Is coming, are you ready for the money shot?”

Tony grunts between thrusts, watching you as you are too fucked to speak and his brutality doesn’t allow you room for nodding.

“Fucking hell!”

With a loud growl, he is spilling inside you, quick thrusts followed by slow lazy ones, your hands trying to desperately hold on to the pillow as you are orgasming as well. Then you watch him as he slips out of you, looking at your pussy, seemingly happy with himself.

“You did so well for me, darling.”

He is placing you softly on the mattress but then grips your hips and raises your legs up, lifting your body. Morning gymnastics it would seem.

“I need you to stay like this. Helps with the seed staying inside you.”

You try to chuckle but instead you grin widely, looking at the man you chose and pure determination evident and clear on his face.

“Just for five minutes.”

“Oh, I could stay forever like this if you’d need me to.”

“We are not leaving this place until you get filled with my baby.”

“Oh don’t worry, mister Stark, I am not going anywhere, I assure you.”

“Good, good.”

“I think you should be filling me every hour just to make sure you know?”

“Oh, miss Stark, you are always full of bright ideas.”

“But so deprived of your cock…”

“Now how about I fuck your pretty little cunt while you are looking at the beautiful view of the sea that you so much love and adore?”

“Oh my, mister Stark, you truly know how to spoil me…”

“And you haven’t really seen anything yet.”

Oh, you haven’t indeed.

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marvelslittlewhore · 1 year

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request guidelines

18+ only! Respect what I write and others like to read! Don't like? Don't read!

I would mostly write x fem!reader

Request are: Open

Some of our kinks:

breeding

pet play

daddy/mommy kink

dom/sub dynamic

bondage

toys

temperature play

dacryphilia (pleasure and arousal is derived from crying and/or tears)

brat tamer

masochist (pain or humiliation kink)

somnophilia

owner and slave/sex slave

threesome (take your pick)

edging

overstimulation

spanking

nipple play

lactation kink

spitting

anal

slapping (only pussy and thighs)

degrading

gags

Writing genres:

smut

angst

dark

fluff

mob!au

CEO!au

A/B/O (personal favorite - MaKayla)

prey and predator

kidnapping

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lucky-bucky-boy · 1 year

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if u came back to write i would love and appreciate ur writing so much🥺 (but pls dont feel pressured to!!!) <3

dont hold your breath, but i think im back

i won't be pumping out as much content as I did one upon a time, but I'm loving writing again. So please, send in your ideas <3

I do see myself leaning more and more multi-fandom -> I'm currently vibing with Marvel, Stranger Things, DC/Batman (Rob one to be exact), and Criminal Minds

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deantavias · 1 year

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"it's unhealthy to read fanfiction"

well i'm doing my 20 minutes of daily reading so...

#sam winchester x reader #dean winchester x reader #din dijarin x reader #bellamy blake x reader #peeta mellark x reader #loki x reader #bucky barnes x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #jay halstead x reader #spencer reid x reader #tony stark x reader #jj maybank x reader #rafe cameron x reader #sam winchester smut #rafe cameron smut #spencer reid smut #bellamy blake smut

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thyme-in-a-bubble · 6 months

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teamwork

kinktober, day twenty-six

a/n: ........I mean, how could i not? it's a classic.

summary: “oh, naughty, naughty you,” Tony crossed his arms with a chuckle, “what were you hoping to get out of this, huh? Sneak in here and seduce the whole team? Is one just not enough for you?” the rest of the men snickered at his mocking quips.

warnings: reader x pro football team!avengers (bf!steve rogers, bucky barnes, pietro maximoff, clint barton, sam wilson, tony stark, thor odinson), smut, slight dubcon, pro athlete au (even though i know the majority of them are american, i’m just gonna say that they play for a team somewhere else just so that i don’t have to say soccer, it hurts my soul), the old oops i accidentally walked into the locker room trope, gangbang, everyone's a hoe, established relationship, kissing, size kink, dirty talk, handjobs, oral, thigh riding, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, anal, double penetration, bukkake, spit kink, squirting, impact play, choking, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

word count: 5400

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“You were amazing out there,” you purred between pecks as Steve’s firm thigh, slotted between your own, rubbed against your core, your short skirt flaring out over the shorts of his uniform.

“Thank you,” he chuckled, his lips fluttering down your neck as he uttered, “you know, I think was even better with you in the audience,” nudging his leg more determinedly against you as you melted against the wall he had you pressed against, “like you brought me luck or something.”

Just then, as you felt yourself begin to soak through your underwear and mark your boyfriend’s uniform, someone from further down the hallway poked their head out of a door and shouted, “hey, Rogers!” reeling back from the crook of your neck with a peeved exhaled, Steve cast his glance in the individual's direction, “coach wants a word with you in his office.”

“Alright, thanks,” he nodded before turning his attention back to you, arms firm on either side of your head, cosily caging you in as he spoke, “I’ll be right back,” his leg reluctantly retracted from your warmth, “there is lounge down around the corner there that should be on the quiet side about now if you don’t wanna wait out here,” he offered a vague nod to his left before dipping down to near your lips one last time.

Smile growing wide at his considerateness, you breathed, “okay,” but the kiss you thought he wanted to give to you never came as his nose just ghosted against your own, seemingly savouring the moment before you felt him shift and his finger disappeared below your skirt, “Steve, what are you-,” but the rest of your sentence never saw the light of day as, with a daring smirk on his lips, Steve swiftly kneeled down before you and snatched your underwear down past your knees, keeping his eyes on yours as he methodically manoeuvred your jelly like legs to steal the sodden garment completely.

“I’ll come find you in a bit, yeah?” he placed a playful peck right above your knees before straightening back up.

“Steve!” you hazily giggled as he began to disappear down the corridor.

“10 minutes, 15 tops!” he called over his shoulder as he sauntered away from your stunned form, “then I’m claiming my prize!”

With a breathy chuckle still billowing from your lips, you pulled out your phone and rounded the corner, scrolling through your options of temporary entertainment as you neared the room that you could supposedly wait in.

Eyes glued to the small screen in your hands, you didn’t even glance up as you reached the first door you approached, not assuming there were any other options, you simply pushed it open and strolled in.

Fully expecting that you were nearing a couch or something soon, the room you’d blindly entered turned out to not be the lounge you’d thought it was, but instead, the team’s locker room as you swiftly walked straight into a broad and bare chest.

“Wow, I’m sorry-,” your eyes tore away from your screen to finally discover where you were. Vision growing wide, you stared up at the athlete before you, his golden mane rustling from the collision, “I-I-…”

Blinking up at Thor, your own name even escaped your memory as you found yourself in the very last place you should have wandered into.

From off to the side, you heard the voice of Tony holler, “hey sweetheart, fans aren’t allowed in here,” before leaning closer to the sandy buzzcut beside him and muttering quietly, “I thought they said they had tightened security around here…”

With your feet still frozen to the floor, your mouth hung agape as your eyes glazed over the recognisable individuals throughout the room, all in various states of undress. As Thor’s towering form moved past, walking over to snatch up a towel, someone else dexterously took his place, “wait a second, I recognise you,” you blinked back at the guy who rarely left your boyfriend’s side, “you’re Cap’s new girl, aren’t you?”

“I-I-, yeah,” you stammered, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to walk in here-”

“Oh, but you did,” Bucky teasingly took a step closer.

“I was, uh, looking for the lounge, and I was just staring at my phone,” you swallowed thickly as someone out of the corner of your eye peeled off their shirt, “I’m so sorry, I'll get out,” but as you whirled around to bolt out of there, you just collided with another individual that had slyly slotted in between you and the only way out of here.

“You’re cute,” you heard Bucky continue as you blinked up at Pietro, his athletic physique now completely blocking the exit, just as Thor's, the team's goalie, would do before the vast net during an intense game, “isn’t she cute, guys?”

Soft echoes of agreeance bounced off the walls before Pietro smiled down at you, “what’s your name, baby?” his accent sending a shiver straight down your spine.

“Y/n…” you softly uttered, your heartbeat deafening in your ears, growing and rippling out from where it was still thumping from between your thighs.

“That’s a pretty name,” his eyes washed over your visage, licking it up like he was at a museum.

“So, tell us, Y/n,” you spun back around at the sound of Bucky’s timbre, “did you really just not pay attention or did you perhaps walk in here on purpose?”

“No!” you squeaked, “I swear, I didn’t-”

“Because I think you were trying to catch a little glimpse,” he teasingly cut you off with a soft tilt of his head.

“Oh, naughty, naughty you,” Tony crossed his arms with a chuckle, “what were you hoping to get out of this, huh? Sneak in here and seduce the whole team? Is one just not enough for you?” the rest of the men snickered at his mocking quips.

“No, I wasn’t trying anything, I-,” the rest of your plea got suddenly swapped out with a shuttering gasp as the player sitting on the bench beside you had begun to ghost his hand against the goosebump-ridden flesh of your leg, sneakily twisting his position enough to catch a glimpse as his touch carelessly bushed against your short skirt, making it briefly fluff out enough for him to notice.

“Hey,” Sam boomed to the rest of the team, “she’s not wearing any panties!”

“She’s not?” Thor turned his head to join the festivity entirely.

“Fuck,” you heard Clint curse gutturally, “you came to the game like that?”

From right beside him, Tony bit down on his smirk, “what a little fucking slut…”

“No, it wasn’t-”

But before you could manage to convince them, Pietro pushed your form lightly and sent you directly into Bucky’s waiting arms. With your back arched like a ski slope, your short skirt rose up, covering virtually nothing, especially after you’d had your undergarments stolen, and granted the men behind you a pornographic view of the state Steve had left you in.

Catching your chin between his thumb and forefinger, Bucky tilted your head up to catch your hazy eye, “why don’t you wait here with us?”

“I-…” you blinked back at him, feeling your chest rise and fall rapidly against his.

“Rogers won’t mind,” he shook his head reassuringly, fingers shifting to gently caress you’re your heated cheek, “promise.”

“Yeah,” Pietro’s voice resonated vibrantly from behind you once more, “we always take good care of his girls…”

Utterly spellbound by his ocean gaze, your head nodded fuzzily, “o-okay,” your breaths came in shaky as you spoke, “I guess if you say Steve wouldn’t mind, then I could probably just hang out in here for a bit till he gets back.”

“Great!” Sam clapped his hands together, the sudden noise causing you to jump out of the burly arms that held you.

Leaning back against his locker, Clint then asked, “so did you enjoy the game?”

“Oh, sure,” with clumsy words flowing from your lips, your eyes traced Thor’s half-naked form as he crossed the room, “it was fun, I mean, you guys played really well, congrats on the win by the way.”

“Aw, thanks,” the man your gaze was locked upon sniggered as he settled in beside Tony, then leaned in to mutter in his ear just loud enough for you to catch, “Cap really wasn’t bluffing about her.”

“Dude, I know,” Tony harmonized lowly before raising his voice, “so, Y/n!” he slyly cleared his throat, “you never did tell us why you came to our game commando. Did you do that for us?”

“Oh, I-…” you averted your gaze, attempting to explain it with an airy laugh, “that wasn’t me, Steve kinda stole them a few minutes ago.”

Counting from behind you, Pietro challenged, “oh, Steve stole them, did he now?”

“Yeah,” you nodded bashfully.

“And just why would he do such a thing?”

“I-…” you redirected your vision up towards the ceiling, “I think it’s easy enough to deduce what he was thinking.”

“Yeah, but I wanna hear you say it,” Pietro playfully stepped closer, tilting his head to catch your nervous gaze.

“Come on, honey,” Sam’s tongue flickered out to glisten up his smirk, “don’t get shy on us now.”

Gnawing on your bottom lip, you then confessed with an exhale, “…we were gonna go celebrate…”

“Celebrate? Really?” Bucky’s gaze gleamed back at you in amusement, “well, that sounds fun, doesn’t it sound fun, guys?” he didn’t tear his eyes away from you as he countered to the others, their enthusiastic replies swiftly filling the thick air. Slowly leaning in close, he tugged a stray piece of your hair behind your ear, “you know what I think?” your head instantly shook, hypnotically granting him the answer to continue, “I think we deserve some celebrating as well, don’t you think? I mean, it wasn’t only Rogers out there on the field. Don’t we deserve a prize as well?”

As he cradled your face, all you could do was melt, “I-… I guess so…”

Closing the short distance, Bucky planted a feathery kiss upon your lips before tilting his head back ever so slightly to flash you a playful glance, “yeah?” his words were just above a whisper, “you wanna celebrate with us till Rogers gets back?”

With starry eyes, you blinked back up at the football player and hummed, utterly spellbound, “uh-huh,” before his lips pressed against yours once more, kissing you like there was no tomorrow.

Letting go of your face, his silky touch casketed down your form like a waterfall, flutteringly roaming, up and down, each time carelessly catching your skirt and letting it gather up with his hungry movements.

As you purred enchantedly against Bucky’s lips, Pietro behind you sank down to his knees, his intentions becoming clear as you began to feel soft pecks flutter across the backs of your thighs, his fingertips raking over your tingling skin in sloppy patterns.

But as his caresses danced their way further north up your flesh, I didn’t take long before the greedy man dove head first into what he truly wanted to kiss, rendering you to tear away from Bucky’s lips with a dizzying pant, “oh my god,” and bury your face in his brawny chest.

Lapping against your soppy folds, Pietro let go of your puffy pearl with a pop, briefly pulling back to share, “fuck, she tastes good.”

“Oh yeah?” Thor breathed from the sidelines.

“Like fucking sunshine and rainbows,” he elaborated with gravelly desperation in his tone before latching onto your core once more.

You barely noticed when people stepped closer, scarcely knowing whose hands were exploring your every inch, all you knew was how incredible they made you feel.

Squeezing your boobs through your thin shirt, nipples pebbly and clear through the fabric, you felt Tony’s breath tickle your ear, “you mind taking this off for us, sweetheart?”

Eyes fluttering over your shoulder to find him, you simply raised your arms high above your head and let them yank your t-shirt off and merrily discover how you hadn’t bothered to put a bra on this morning.

Glancing down, you watched as Clint cupped your softness in his wide palms, “damn, look at these fucking tits,” he gave them a little jiggle before dipping his head down low to place a few pecks along them. With the left of your small buds swiftly getting captured by his lips, a different hand took over palming your right as your fingers found Clint’s short hair, your nails scraping gently along his scalp, “you like that, hon?” he blinked up at you as he sucked, friskily nipping at your sensitive skin, “you like having these little nipples played with, huh?”

“Mhm,” you nodded hazily as someone reached out to pinch harshly the one not getting slobbered.

“What else do you like, huh?” Bucky asked, his radiating form still pressed up against you. Capturing your chin, his thumb extended to brush over your lips, “you like having something in this pretty little mouth of yours?” poking it in, the pad of his finger softly ran across your tongue before your lips enclosed around him, your head blissfully bobbing as you sucked on his digit, “yeah? You wanna suck our cocks?” he retracted his digit, smearing saliva across your cheek as you offered him a foggy nod, “you think you can handle all of us at once?”

“I don’t know if I can,” you admitted with excitement bubbling in your belly, “I’ve never been with more than just one person at a time.”

“Oh no, really?” Tony rumbled playfully, “you’ve never been shared by more?” he palmed your tit roughly as you craned your neck to gaze at him, “what a fucking shame, truly, you deserve to be worshipped like a goddess.”

“Don’t you worry, darling,” Thor smirked, “we’ll help you,” before Pietro as the last one distanced himself, letting go of your petals with a pop, as you sank down to the floor.

You hadn’t really noticed before, but now that you were at the right eye level, it became impossible not to take in the team’s enthusiasm. Most of them were already touching themselves and some even had already whipped their cocks out, the vision causing your eyelids to flutter as your brain turned molten at the possibilities.

“O-oh, wow,” your eyes grew to the size of plates as they tugged their shorts down, “I-I-,” lengths springing free all around you, “I don’t know where to start… wow…” a giggle suddenly began to bubble out of you as you tore your stare away from their erections to find their eyes, “h-hi.”

Grasping your hand in his, Bucky then wrapped your fingers around his girth, smiling down at you as he throbbed for you, “hey, baby.”

“You’ll all so-,” your dazed gaze flickered around at them all, “wow…”

Raising your other hand up, you enclosed it around Clint, testing out a gentle jerk to gauge their reactions.

“Yeah, right back at ya,” Clint echoed your compliments as his mouth fell open, utterly spellbound by your tender efforts.

Catching Pietro’s eye, you slowly leaned in and gave his tip a sweet kiss, smile wide as you then licked it a few times as if he was a melting ice cream cone on a hot summer’s day, “oh, shit,” he groaned, the grip he had around his base tightening, “open up for me, baby,” parting your lips, he then slowly rocked forward to fill up your mouth slightly, “yeah, just like that,” you felt his pulse against your tongue, “fuck…”

Head bopping gently at a leisurely pace, drooling blissfully around Pietro’s bulbous head, you shifted your hands, eyes fluttering in an attempt to locate the others, Sam and Thor then instead came to your rescue by seizing your flailing hands and bringing them to what you sought.

When you pulled back from Pietro to catch your breath, his dick falling from your swollen lips with a crisp pop, you barely managed to suck in one whole breath before Tony’s hands seized either side of your face, bringing you close and sliding his cock in past your gasp.

“Here you go,” he groaned as he rolled his hips, instantly going so deep that he tickled the back of your throat. With his fist tight around his base, he reluctantly let you come up for air, pulling back so swiftly as if the lack of your warmth pained him, “show me that tongue, angel,” chest heaving and eyes a daze, your mouth fell open and did as he requested, a hot string of drool promptly dripping from it and connecting to your exposed chest. Grabbing your chin and holding it tight, he leaned down and spit in your mouth, watching only a moment as it sparkled on your tongue before he tapped the weight of his girth against it, playing with it like a rain puddle before he ruthlessly thrust forward so deep that his heavy sack nuzzled against your chin and his tip disappeared deep down your throat, “there you go, honey,” fingers woven in your hair, he kept you still as he fucked your face, “there you go…”

As Tony selfishly made you choke on his cock, Clint then knelt down beside you and reached under the short skirt that still clung to your hips. One hand still pumping himself, his other fingers found your core.

“Fuck, she’s so wet,” he groaned, granting your aching clit a few circles before your pussy practically sucked one of his fingers in from how turned on you were, slipping in with no effect at all. Girth falling from your lips, you let out a shuttering gasp. Pressing his cheek against your own, Clint chuckled lowly, “you like that, baby?” lavishly caressing your walls ever so slowly, “that what you need?”

“Oh, god,” you panted, eyes fluttering shut, “yes!”

As he offered you another digit, he kept up a dizzying pattern of pumping his fingers into you, petting against a spot that made your pussy sing, only to retract them in order to rub your puffy pearl, repeating the dance till your legs trembled against the cool tile floor.

“How about something else, huh?” Thor’s voice cut through your haze, “you wanna get that little pussy stretched out by something else?” your frame then jumped as Clint promptly landed a sharp slap against your soppy folds, forcing your eyes to snap open and your mind to race for an answer.

Eyes training on Thor, a playful smirk bloomed on your lips, “what do you have in mind?” you asked innocently before you leaned in close and swiped your tongue over his leaking tip.

Pumping his cock tightly in his fist, he tapped it against your beaming face and chuckled, “you really want me to spell it out for you?” to which you simply giggled under the weight of his length as a reply, one that swiftly got cut short and morphed into a gasp as Clint beside you plucked you up onto your wobbly feet.

Working as the team that they were, they spun you around so that your backside pressed up against Thor. Hiking your skirt far enough up your waist to render it useless, the blonde athlete gazed down at your dripping mess, nuzzled against him and virtually drooling for him to split you open.

“Look at that…” he briefly swiped his cock through your folds, parting them with his girth, “so pretty,” before his hips snapped forward and buried himself completely, “fuck…”

Eyes fluttering closed, you let out a shuttering moan as he held you there for a moment, savouring the euphoric sensation as your spine melted back against his chest. As Thor nuzzled you close, filling your cunt up so much that your knees threatened to give out, you felt stray hands find your tits, twisting and tweaking your nipples teasingly as some others grabbed your palms and guided them towards their cocks, enveloping their own around yours and fucking up into your touch.

“How does she feel?” you heard Tony ask.

Grip digging into your hips, Thor eased his length out, just halfway, before slamming it back inside, poking a place that pushed the air out of your lungs, “fucking incredible,” his lips ghosted against the shell of your ear.

When a pair of hands found your face, cupping your flaming cheeks, your eyes dreamily blinked open once more to gaze back at Sam. Briefly pressing his lips against yours, it nearly gave you whiplash when they then manoeuvred your spine to bend, bowing down for your mouth to be aligned with Sam's excitement.

“Here you go, sweetheart,” he pumped his cock before you, smile growing wider as your soft tongue began to swipe across him, “don’t forget the nuts,” he lifted his length far enough out of your reach, groaning loudly as you began to drool all over his jewels as he wished, “that’s it, atta girl…”

Feeling Thor’s hands shift, one of them came to clench your skirt tightly, gathering the fabric on the small of your back and holding onto it as an anchor as the other one descended upon your ass, slapping away in quick succession, just hard enough for it to tingle deliciously.

It all felt like a blur, like a dream. A beautiful and intoxicating dream. The kind of dream you’d never wanna wake from.

After cumming all over Thor’s cock, in the hazy daze of it all, it took you a moment to realise that they had all switched out, trading places so that Pietro was now behind you, sliding in and out of your clenching cunt, and Clint was before you, sinking his dick so far down your throat that it left an imprint.

“This how you thought meeting the team would go, huh?” Bucky’s timbre cut through all of the moans, “this what you expected?” his touch was all over you, so hungry that you could barely keep track of it, “you expected us to pass you around and fuck your brains out?” gliding his palm down your spine, he then came to fixate on the little rosebud just shy north of where Pietro was having his fill, “has Cap fucked you here before?”

In between your sloppy pecks across Clint’s cock, you admitted, “a-a couple times.”

“A couple of times,” he chuckled darkly, “really?”

“What a dirty little girl you are, letting your boyfriend fuck you in the ass,” Clint suddenly got down to your level and plucked up your flustered face, bringing you close to his own, “say it, say that you’re a dirty girl.”

The words promptly flowed from you as if you were hypnotised, “I’m a dirty girl.”

Tapping your cheek lightly with his palm, he ordered, “again.”

“I’m a dirty girl.”

Slapping your features harsher this time, “one more time, what are you?”

“A-, fuck,” you whined, brows knitted as your pussy filled the room with soppy melodies of desire, “a dirty girl!

Just then, the door to the locker room burst open and in strolled none other than your boyfriend.

“Alright guys, listen up!” he called out before he truly took in the activities he’d just interrupted, “couch says that-,” but then when his gaze finally trained on your cockdrunk visage, the rest of his important message trailed off, “Y/n?”

“Oh hey, Cap,” Bucky grinned, none of the players slowing down at the appearance of their leader, “thought we’d keep your girl entertained while you were gone.”

Closing the door behind him, Steve took a slow step forward and sighed, “guys, seriously?” his glare found each and every one of them, “I was gonna talk to her first,” stride leisurely, he moved closer to you, peeling his shirt off as he did so. Kneeling down before you, getting on your level, a warm smile bloomed upon his lips as his eyes locked with your hazy ones, “hey baby.”

“S-Steve,” you whimpered, wanting so badly to explain, but unable to do anything other than melt even further.

“How are you doing, huh?” the back of his knuckles softly ghosted down your cheek as his gentle tone washed over you like a warm cup of tea, “you still wanna tell me how well I played today or are you too busy telling the rest of the team?”

“No, please don’t go,” you grabbed onto his tender touch, “please!”

Straightening back up to his full height, he pulled his shorts down and let his cock spring free, slapping his toned abdomen with its enthusiasm.

“You mind?” he offered Pietro a nod before the man complied, easing out, and passing you to Steve’s open arms. Scooping you up, his strong grip curved around your bottom entirely. Pressing your lips to his, you tangled your arms around his neck as he nudged your weeping core against his girth, your cunt already creaming and painting his cock a milky shade.

Carrying you in his arms as if it took no effort at all, Steve raised you up further, aligning you just so before dropping you back down again and letting you sink down onto his dick, the sensation causing a pornographic mewl to escape both of your lips as you let the fevered kiss crumble in order to hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“Fucking hell, that’s it,” Steve groaned, lifting you up and down in his grip like a precious little cocksleeve, “that what you needed, huh? You needed me to fuck your pretty little hole?” palming your bottom roughly, he them landed a few swift slaps across it causing even more electricity to course throughout you with the sparks of pleasurable pain, “after the team had their fill, you still needed to feel me?” eyes squeezed shut, your drool smeared against his pulse as you felt him extend a finger and rub a few circles over your other hole, all of the other previous activities already slickening it up enough to make his dance molten and his initiative effortless when he plugged it up, “have me fuck you in front of all of them, give them a good view of what a beautiful mess they’ve made of you… Open your eyes, baby,” hazy vision blinking open, the side of your head stayed plastered against your boyfriend’s broad shoulder as your eyes locked on the spectators, “look at them, look at what you do to them, look at how much they want you.”

Trembling in his arms, so violently that you convulsed off his cock completely, it wasn’t till Sam excitedly pointed out, “oh, she’s a squirter!” that you noticed the gushing waterfall your high had showered Steve with.

“Damn right she is,” Steve smiled proudly, realigning his tender hold as he pressed a soft peck to your temple, “my girl is full of many talents,” with long strides, he then walked up to the bench in the middle of the room and slowly laid down upon it, securely holding your molten form close as he shifted, your body completely plastered on top of his as he cheekily spoke, “in fact, Buck, come over here, help me stuff her a bit more, yeah?”

Glance swiftly washing over Tony, Bucky asked, “hey, do you still have that-“

“Yep, of course,” Tony didn’t need any more to understand, hastily rummaging through his gym bag before tossing his teammate a small bottle of lube, “here!”

After liberally slickening himself up, you perked up a bit as you felt Bucky’s skin press against your own, your back arching up against his chest as he teased you, nudging his tip against your farmost entrance and rendering your form to yet again give into the ecstasy and recover in a flash.

But as soon as he confidently sank in at slow and steady pace, a gasp escaped your lungs, “oh my god!”

“What?” Steve smirked beneath you, catching your wild eyes as he teased, “what is it, babe? What’s he doing?”

Mouth agape and brows tightly knitted, you uttered, “he’s fucking my ass.”

“Who’s fucking your ass?” Steve’s mockingly sweet tone washed over you.

“Bucky,” you whimpered as he eased back out till just the essence of him remained.

“Why don’t you look back at him and say thank you?”

Twisting your head, you found his gaze and hazily managed, “thank you, Bucky,” the sensation of him sinking back in and splitting you apart made it nearly impossible to complete the task.

“Thank you, what?” Steve fished.

“Thank you for filling up my ass, Bucky.”

Capturing your face, Bucky cradled it in his hands as he smiled, “you’re so fucking welcome,” before dipping down to steal a sweet kiss, “any time, doll, any time…”

With your nose nuzzled against Bucky’s, your boyfriend’s low voice once more found your ears, “hey baby? Why don’t you slide my cock back in, huh? Stretch that little pussy out as well?”

Reaching down to seize it, you hummed fuzzily, “mhm,” before slipping it in, your eyes promptly fluttering shut at the ecstasy.

Their thrusts were slow but immensely intense, with a roughness hiding behind the pace that made you tremble between them.

“Fucking hell, if you don’t marry this girl, Cap,” you felt Bucky’s boorish fingers wrap around your delicate throat, “one of us will.”

Fighting to peel your blissful eyes open, you first caught sight of Steve’s adoring features beneath you, gazing between your fuzzy expression and your stretched-out holes as if you were some mystical goddesses. But then your vision glanced across the crowd of professional football players, all fixated on you and nobody else, stroking their cocks to the exact pace your holes got filled.

“I-I-, fuck-…” you whimpered as felt yourself once again near the edge.

“What, are you gonna cum again, sweetheart?” Steve moaned, rolling his hips up into you in a synchronized rhythm, “I can feel you-, christ, you clench down so fucking tight when you’re all stuffed like this,” he snaked his fingers down to strum your aching and overly sensitive clit, your frame nearly bucking away from him as he bullied the painfully puffy pearl.

“It’s too much, fuck-, I don’t think I can take it anymore,” you heard yourself cry, feeling as if you might actually pass out.

“No, no, baby, you can, you can,” your boyfriend declared determinedly, not slowing down one bit at the sight of your pout, “you can take it, you can cum with the both of us inside of you.”

“B-but it’s so much, I-”

“Don’t worry, we’ve got you, don’t we, Buck?”

“Right here, doll,” Bucky’s warm palm slid down your front and grasped your left tit, his whole arm curving over you like a seatbelt holding you upright and close to him, “just fall and we’ll catch you.”

And with that, your pour pussy poured out everything it had, tears spewing from your eyes at the intensity.

“Aah!”

Convulsing, you nearly tumbled to the tile below, but they both held you close, safely in their grasp as well as far down on their cocks as your gushing core clambered around them and nearly expelled them entirely.

Maybe you fell asleep, for even a second, because that’s what it felt like when you blinked your eyes open once more to find your drowsy frame situated on the floor, the lingering aid from a few of the men to get you relocated still remaining as you blinked up at all of them.

Had it truly been that many cocks that had in one way or another been inside of you today?

Smiling up at all seven of them from your position on your wobbly knees, you let your mouth fall open and your tongue roll out once last time as they furiously jerked themselves to completion before you, the grin on your face only growing wider as their cum began to paint your skin.

Twitching and panting, the majority still let their touch linger needily as they floated back down to earth.

Broad chest heaving with every deep breath, “babe,” Steve bit down on his smirk as he gazed down at the decorated state you were now in, “say thank you to the guys for taking such good care of you.”

Making your gaze go on a round to catch each and every one of their doting stares, you uttered breathlessly, “thank you.”

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porcalinecunt · 1 month

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manhandling with boothill . . . ﹒⪩⪨﹒

having the body of a cyborg comes with it’s blessing and curses, one of them is an unlimited strength. Boothill can easily lift anything no matter how heavy it is, including you.

hence, it comes in a handy when the both of you get hot in the bedroom. ♡ Boothill is the type to want to please his pretty little thing whenever they want, so when you came to him with the request of getting the ragdoll treatment in bed? how could he say no to you!

suddenly, you were being thrown around as he pumped his synthetic cock in and out of your soaked cunny. one moment you were bent over doggy style, the next was you in full nelson as you watched his dick sink in and out of your cunt. hell, he probably fucked you upside down if you say the word! best part? he could do it round after round even after the sun came up, until you finally knock out from exhaustion. but don’t worry! he’ll be ready for more sooner or later..

“you good there baby? ‘cause i ain’t stoppin’ now! ~♡”

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atomic-raunch · 2 months

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Toni-Ann Thomas, Miss February 1963

#Toni-Ann Thomas #pinup #vintage cheesecake #50’s pinup #vintage smut #60’s pinup #mid century pinup #vintage sleaze

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nicoline1998enilocin · 4 months

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His innocent assistant

Pairing | Tony Stark x Lab Assistant!Fem!Reader

Word count | ~ 600 words

Summary | Tony's feeling a little needy, and he can't resist asking his sweet, innocent lab assistant for help. You don't like seeing your boss in any discomfort, so you're more than happy to help out.

Rating | Explicit (E)

Warning(s) | Use of nickname: Sweet Girl, innocent Reader

Smut | Reference to a blowjob, cockwarming, Daddy kink, slight size kink

A/n | I found this deep down in my drafts, and I want to thank @ccbsrmsf1 for sparking this idea at the time. This is my little present from me to you this Christmas! 🩵

A/n 2.0 | This isn’t proofread, any and all mistakes are my own.

Events Masterlist | Free Space | @marvel-smash-bingo

Banners: @vase-of-lilies | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: @ccbsrmsf1

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | Read on AO3

"C'mere, Sweet Girl, Daddy's having a problem, and he needs your help to fix it," Tony says in a sweet voice, knowing exactly what to say to get you to listen to him and do exactly as he says.

"Is everything okay, Daddy?" You ask, still a little unsure of calling him Daddy, but he assures you that it's normal for lab assistants to call their bosses Daddy.

"M perfect, Sweet Girl," he tells you as he's eyeing you in your dress that hugs every curve to perfection. It's one of your favorites, and you put it on because Tony told you he liked it the last time you were at one of Tony's parties.

"It's okay; you can get closer. I won't bite." Stretching out his hand, you put yours in his, and he guides you over to him, and that's when you see he's incredibly hard. Seeing you doing as he asks has him hard beyond belief, and he can't believe he has such an obedient, innocent, sweet thing as his lab assistant.

"D-Daddy, are you in pain again? I can help it go away again! Last time, it worked, too!" You tell him excitedly, referring to when you helped "cure" his pain by sucking him off.

"I am Sweet Girl, but I don't think that medicine will work today. I think the one that might help me feel better is in your Princess parts," he says, meaning your - now soaked - pussy.

"But Daddy, it's so big I don't think it will fit!" You tell him with a frown and slight pout, making Tony only hornier. He's never been more glad with someone as innocent as you.

"Don't worry, Sweet Girl; Daddy will make sure it's going to fit, and when it does, you can sit on my lap and keep me warm; how does that sound?"

After thinking about it for a few seconds, you happily nod, wanting to do anything you can to help your boss get rid of his pain. He takes a seat on one of the rolling chairs in his lab before unbuckling his belt and opening his pants, finally able to free his thick, long, veiny cock.

Your eyes are immediately drawn to it, and you start to salivate at the sight, biting your lip while subconsciously squeezing your thighs together for a little relief.

"I'm ready for you, Sweet Girl," he tells you before pulling you closer, and one of his hands glides under your dress to your soaked pussy.

"Did you not wear panties today, Sweet Girl? Hmm, and I can already feel the medicine, but it needs to be in before it can work," Tony says as he guides you to straddle his lap.

You've never been with someone as big as Tony before, and it is quite a stretch since he's long and thick, but your pussy it's tight and small, making it a bit of a stretch. With a deep groan, he slides you onto his cock, and loud moans escape your lips, unable to hold them in. It's not that Tony would want you to do that, anyway.

"Oh, Daddy! Feels so good," you tell him as you experimentally roll your hips a few times, but his large hands quickly stop you on your hips.

"You just need to keep me warm, Sweet Girl; that's the best way for the medicine to work,'' he tells you. Once you're finally comfortable, you lean into Tony and place your head on his shoulder, earning yourself the praise you've been dying to hear from him daily.

"Good fuckin' girl,'' he tells you with a deep groan before getting comfortable and letting you melt into his hold as he returns to what he was doing.

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portgasdbru · 24 days

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mugiwaras group chat

straw hats x gn!reader

cw: comedy/fluff

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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years

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Hey hey! Can you write a NSFW Alphabet with Tony too?

Pairing: Tony Stark x female reader

Word Count: 1500 words

Warnings: multiple positions, spanking, oral, cumplay, sub/dom dynamics,sex toys,lingerie kink, lace kink, overstimulation, if I missed anything major let me know!

Author’s Note: Here you go nonnie, thank you for this request and I hope you will enjoy!

P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics // banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・Tony Stark Masterlist

18+ CONTENT UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

NSFW ALPHABET

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Tony is a big cuddler. He loves to take a joined bath first, helping you relax and destress, and then take a long sleep wrapped around your chest. Although plenty of times he also likes being the little spoon.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part is his mouth, he loves knowing how crazy he can drive you just with his tongue and lips and loves kissing your skin at any chance he can get. His favorite thing about a partner is their neck, he loves watching it exposed, loves kissing it or choking you. He likes knowing that something so exposed on your body is all his.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Tony loves cumming inside you as much as he likes feeding you his cum right off his fingers. He likes jerking his cock over your breasts and he loves painting your body with him. One thing about him is that he will always make sure to have you taste a bit of him. He loves keeping you well fed. And he loves knowing he has ruined you in a public place and you have to stay there with no panties, dried cum down your legs.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

His dirty secret is that he loves it when you are being a brat because then he gets to punish you and spank your ass to oblivion. He loves having you on his knee and he loves to watch you try getting all railed up. Also, he loves it when you reveal your dirty fantasies to him, he lives to fulfill each and every one of them.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Tony is a very experienced man both on women and men. He has had many partners over the years and he has succeeded in pleasing all of them.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy style with his hands on your breasts, he loves moving you with just his cock while you are struggling to stay still on your knees.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can become very humorous during the act. Especially when he is using his new toys on you. He loves talking during the act and he loves hearing the sound of your laugh so is a need for him to make you laugh as much as possible.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Tony is well-groomed. He likes taking care of himself in the shower and out of it and most importantly he loves taking care of himself for you. His psychique is in top shape also.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Tony can be very romantic. He could be the text definition of a soft dom but he does have his submissive moments as well. He loves feeling loved and making you feel loved in return.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Tony is very used to jerking off to videos or holograms of you have taken together or solo videos you have sent him. He likes making compilations and sometimes for motivation he likes watching you all blissful in your pleasure just to make his day better.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Tony has a lingerie kink. He loves watching you in them, prancing around the mansion and he has set a no-clothes rule in the house. He loves lace, he likes silk and cashmere. And of course diamond bikinis. The more access he has to your body the better. When you’re gone he usually uses your panties to masturbate with, rubbing them over his cock and weeping off his cum with them. Sometimes he even lets them stained like that for you to find.

L = Location (favorite places to do they do)

His lab is his favorite place to have you in. His undoubtedly favorite place in the world, right next to his suits and maybe he uses some gadgets or whatnot on you. But he is also impartial to have you in his favorite classic cars. Tony never buys a car without breaking it in with you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Tony is by definition hypersexual. One moment close to you and he can barely keep his hands to himself. He loves touching you subtly and securely and he also loves observing you from afar. Just your general presence is his favorite, if he can’t have that, he likes listening to audio recordings of you or the aforementioned videos.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Tony doesn’t like to get edged, he wants his orgasm and he needs it now but as for you? Oh, he could torture you for hours with no end.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Tony loves eating you out, he always spends half an hour minimum doing so, just working your clit with his tongue. He likes it slow and sensual drawing many orgasms from you. He listens to every sound, every move, and tries to outdo himself every time. As for him, he likes it when you get on business especially when you get down on your knees, hidden under his desk. And maybe he likes using your mouth as a stress reliever.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Tony is very sensual. He loves his slow strokes, he loves taking his time and he loves teasing you until you are begging him to fuck you fast. But even then he only keeps his fast movements time-limited. He needs to feel you, all of you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Tony loves his quickies, especially if you are working together in the office or in a meeting. Just a little taste of you to keep his day going. Also, he knows how much stress relievers they are for you too.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Tony is very risky. He loves to experiment with new sex positions and new sex toys. He always has new tricks up his sleeve and always like trying new things.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Tony is made of stamina. He can go all night and all day and never get tired. Sometimes he gets so obsessed with you and your body is hard for him to let go of. He lasts a significant time, always making sure to make you cum twice before he even puts his cock anywhere inside you. After that is all a matter of how much he wants to play.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Tony has a variety of toys, from some specifically for you to some fleshlights and cock rings just for him. He likes using one he has specifically moderated after the shape of your lips whenever you are gone and he has made you some metallic vibratos that reflect his suit colors and shape.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Tony loves teasing you and he loves being teased in return. Just a little subtle intimacy to make the day a lot better.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Tony loves his voice, evidently and he likes matching your moans and your groans. He is known to moan audibly when he is eating you out and to make sure your body is loud for him. He makes a lot of sounds, mostly groans in a mix with praises for you. He likes to let you know he is in it as much as you are.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Tony keeps on a naked picture of you inside his wallet just for daily motivation. He also might have made a playlist of his favorite songs mixed with your sounds of pleasure to listen to while he is working out.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Tony is in top shape and he is body is well toned. There are some hidden tattoos that you only know about and also tons of markings from your fingers and your bites and some little bruises and scratches from past missions. Of course, the scar from his surgery will always be there.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Tony has a very high sex drive and he loves having sex just for the sake of having it. Especially with his lover.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Tony is an insomniac so sleep doesn’t come easily for him but he loves watching you till you fall asleep. Sometimes he just stays there rocking you slowly while he is watching you breathe in and out. Other times he is also kissing your forehead. What he loves the most is falling asleep next to you and waking up exactly like this.

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