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bellarkeselection · 11 months

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I would like to make a request kinda fluff and funny with tony stark and female reader please please. A very drunk (and cute) tony at one of his parties doesn't recognize the reader when she goes to kiss him and he says "you can't kiss me, I have a girlfriend/fiancee/wife, her name is Y/N" and instead of getting mad she thinks it's cute and says "oh yeah? tell me about her, "then he gives a beautiful smile and heart eyes talking about his beloved 😍

Thank you in advance ☺️

The Party Story of My Wife

Tags @mcugeekposts @underoostarks @rosie-posie08 @makeshift-prime

Tony’s birthday was always something crazy especially when he threw parties and let a bunch of people at his house. Not that I really minded it considering I was married to him for almost ten years now. Walking through some of the crowd in a red dress to match his Iron Man suit I found him by the bar. He was laughing when he saw me where I leaned up about to kiss him until he put a hand on my shoulder holding me back. “Woah girl. I can’t kiss you. I’m married sorry to disappoint ya.”

"Oh yeah. What's her name if you don't mind me asking?" I teased him deciding to play along with his little drunk self.

I have seen him slightly drunk before but this time I chose to enjoy it. Normally I would drag him away from the party before he got all crazy. He barely slept most days and he worked in his lab. Those were on his off days from when he wasn't running off being Iron Man. Regardless I loved him no matter what trouble he got himself into. "Her name is Y/n L/n. Well actually now Y/n Stark. And she is the greatest person in the world."

“Tell me more, Mr. Stark.” I clasped my hands together in front of my chest smiling up at him since he was taller than me.

He sat down on one of the couch’s in a stumbled fashion where I had to help him sit down. Walking around I sat down beside him waiting for him to start talking about me when he didn’t even know it. “We met at the press conference when I announced that I was Iron Man. She was a young reporter who wasn’t shouting questions at me. So I walked through the crowd and let her ask me one on one. And her mind amazed me.”

“And then what happened after that?” I asked him resting my chin in the palm of my hands.

He smiled draping his arms over the back of the couch after he undid his tie letting it hang in a loss mess down his white shirt. “After that she and I talked back in forth for a while. Until I asked her out on a date for something fancy. But we ended up getting cheeseburgers funny enough. Now I think I should be getting us each another cocktail before we keep talking about my wife.”

Raising the cocktail glass to my mouth I took a long sip eyeing my husband. At least this time he wasn't wearing his iron mam suit and blowing stuff up like his last birthday. "So who exactly do you think I am, Mr. Stark?"

"Someone who...looks a lot...like my wife to be honest. But that ain't possible. There's only one Mrs. Stark." He slured his words raising his glass in his hand about to take a step further but he tripped over his own feet.

Dropping the glass in my hands I bent down catching his body in my arms as best as I could. His hair fell in front of his eyes with his orbs meeting mine. "Tony! You're grounded from alcohol for the rest of the night. Because I already know you won't remember this in the morning."

"You're...Y/n. I know that tone...anywhere." He whispered burying his face into my chest.

Wrapping my arms around his shoulders I kissed his forehead. "Yes silly boy. It's me. Now let's get you to bed."

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idk-bruh-20 · 8 months

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Irondad fic ideas #154

CW: this one's pretty gruesome. read at your own risk

Peter is a young child who's been kidnapped. His parents and/or his aunt and uncle were killed and he was taken. Along with a bunch of other little kids, he's been held captive and experimented on.

When the Avengers suddenly bust the kidnapping operation, the kidnappers try at the last second to destroy their research. They gas the small room where the kids are being held.

It's Iron Man who ends up blasting through. What he finds is horrifying. All but one of the children are dead.

The one who's left is just sitting among the bodies, crying, shocked, terrified. Iron Man carries him out of there, then once they're safe from the gas Tony steps out of the suit to comfort the kid while he's given oxygen.

Little 5-year-old Peter Parker imprints on his savior hard.

He just went through an unimaginable amount of trauma, then Iron Man burst through like an avenging angel. This is the first time he's ever felt protected in his memory. Tony holds the crying kid, and the kid can tolerate no one else near him.

This becomes a slight problem when they get back to base. But Tony can't find it in him to let SHIELD take the kid away, let them strip him of this one tiny bit of comfort. He keeps seeing all those other kids when he closes his eyes.

This one needs him right now. And if "right now" eventually becomes "this is my son," well. Who could've predicted that.

#sing it with me: codependency irl is bad but reading it in fic heals me on fundamental levels #give me separation anxiety peter! fiercely protective suddenly-a-parent tony!#irondad fic ideas #irondad and spiderson #btw sorry this is so gruesome y'all #cw: violence #idk is that the right tag?#just this image of peter being the only one of a whole group to survive wouldn't leave my brain #then him imprinting on his rescuer instantly #how tony might struggle with emotional vulnerability normally but wouldn't hesitate to comfort this child #iron dad and spider son #peter parker #tony stark #also imagine the moment a few months in when peter finally asks tony to be his dad #tony (crying): sure I can do that #imagine a moment where tony tells peter about his own time being kidnapped #imagine what would happen if the kidnappers (let's say hydra) CAME BACK #queueueueue #see announcements

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tonyglowheart · 3 months

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` ☆ Sancte Antoni, * °○ `

' ○° ` ora pro nobis. ' ☆ *

、 ' * Saint Anthony, ' • ○° * `

' ○ ° ` ☆ • pray for us. ☆ ° ` ○*

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HELLO everyone please look at this beautiful amazing fantastic glorious art I commissioned from @tratshka ✨️ I handed them a concept and some vibes and boy did they deliver on The Vision~☆`°`

.. I'm gonna get this framed lmao

#tony stark #iron man #the way I was vibrating with excitement thru the entire process #tratshka is amazing I gave them a concept and a couple of inspo images and they whipped up a batch of concept sketches #Im holding myself back from just keysmashing lol it's very *ahem* yes Im very normal about this (external) 8V 8V BARK BARK BARK (internal)

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fotibrit · 1 month

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call it projection but i dont think tony takes care of himself much. i know that boy has yellowish teeth and a bedhead that'll scare even the tasmanian devil.

so do you think that ever gets to him? like some nights he's just sittin there thinking about all the health bs he has going on. i imagine he'd spend hours just counting everything thats wrong with him. everything that hurts. like, his joints, chest, back, neck, teeth, eyes.

sounds horrible.

(I am talking about Tony pre-Infinity war)

I fully believe that Tony forces himself to continue being in the public eye because he dosn't know how else to motivate himself to take care of himself.

Every time he thinks about not brushing his teeth, he remembers the full-length article about how his teeth are yellowing, and how multiple reporters asked him about it after the article was released. Every time he considers a new haircut or facial hair style, he remembers the time he messed up shaving and had to sit through a 3 hour meeting about it, in which everyone tried to decide if Tony needs to just avoid public appearances until it regrows.

I think Tony is so very precise about how visible appearance, and for that reason, he is so sloppy with his non-visible health. He's got a stiff back from working through the night, and he likes it because nobody can see it. He's got acid reflux and he will never report it to a doctor because... who cares? The public doesn't, so he doesn't. He's got a shoulder that clicks every time he lifts his arm and doesn't give a shit, but if he gets a bloody nose he checks obsessively if the nose is not crooked.

And he will never let himself get out of the public eye, because then he would fall apart. If theres no crowd of eyes to keep him looking the part, he will stop being Tony Stark.

#thanks for the ask :)#i fully agree #but i think the public image thing would outweigh it #and thats why his non-visible health is shit #its a form of revenge #marvel mcu #avengers #tony stark #iron man

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tony-stark-ing · 11 months

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Iron Man (2022) issue #6 Variant by Phil Noto

#tony stark #iron man #emma frost #x-men #earth 616 #lab notes #avengers #comics #marvel #i adore this image of them #full disclosure #I cut them out and pasted them on a blue background so I could admire the art without the Iron Man logo lol

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meidui · 7 months

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what ultron pulled up on steve and tony (i like how tony's search has a lot of professionally taken photos and newspaper headlines and steve's search mostly contains materials from the military, that's so character of them)

#flashing #flashing images #tw flashing #i can't look at them for too long either or else i get a big headache and eyes hurt :( but they are cool to look at for a little bit #stony #st♡ny #stevetony #steve rogers #tony stark #steverogersedit #tonystarkedit #stonyedit #stevetonyedit #*#myedit #mygif

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tonkysexist · 11 months

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I have a theory that MCU Tony stans are the types of fans who never bother to consume anything outside of the MCU and have absolutely no media literacy because of that

#i’m BEGGING you to watch something else #anti tony stark #marvel #mcu #image id in alt text

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fullsaw · 7 months

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In Rocket Raccoon & Groot #4, Rocket is GMing a Roleplay game and Tony won't shut up about his fantasy football team. Rocket gets mad and Challenges him to a game of fantasy football (which in the Marvel universe is an ACTUAL sport with fictional characters brought to life) and with the help of Gandalf, Rocket beats the shit out of Tony Stark

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#too tired to put alt text on all images #marvel #comics #rocket raccoon and groot #rocket raccoon #rocket posting #tony stark #iron man #rocket is an absolute nerd in this issue #i love him

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avengerscompound · 1 year

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The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl Beats Up the Marvel Universe (2016)

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bellarkeselection · 1 year

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AAAAA your tony is so adorable 🥹🥹

Can I request tony x female reader, a cute and cold lazy morning in bed, lots of hugs and kisses

I'm obsessed with domestic husband tony

Our Playful Morning

Tags @mcugeekposts @underoostarks @rosie-posie08 @makeshift-prime

Normally nothing woke me up when I was in a deep sleep but there was a hand running over my back and to my hip where I was ticklish making me squirm awake. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I rolled over onto my other side facing my husband Tony Stark. He was grinning ear to ear directly at me. "Morning, Mrs. Stark."

"How long have you been waiting for me to wake up?" I asked in a half yawn knowing that the man could run on like four to five hours of sleep and be wide awake. Where as I needed my full eight and sometimes even more.

He moved his hand from my hip up brushing hair behind my ear. "I've been up since about 1 am -ow!"

"Athony Stark it's seven in the morning on a Saturday. You're supposed to let me sleep in!" I smacked him on the arm attempting to roll over and fall back to sleep when I glanced over at the clock on my nightstand.

Tony placed his legs on each side of me climbing over with his hands resting on the side of my head. "Come on baby. I am so bored without your smiling face." He spoke leaning down nuzzling his scratchy beard into my neck lightly.

"Tony….I'm trying to sleep." I giggled swating at his chest trying to push him off.

He raised his head giving me the puppy dog eyes. "But I don't want you to sleep. I want to make love to my sweet wife in the morning."

"Is this because I didn't have sex with you last night because I was so tired from the party last night?" I asked him covering my face with my hands grumbling when I flopped onto my back.

The billionaire was still hovering above me until he reached down pulling my hands away from my face sending me puppy dog eyes. "Yes but it's also because I love you."

"I love you too, Tony." I replied wrapping my arms around his neck tugging his lips down onto mine.

He moaned into the kiss when I ran my fingers through his hair feeling him move his fingers underneath the shirt I was wearing. "You are so beautiful….but this needs to come off." His voice becomes raspy when we broke the kiss.

"I agree even though I love your shirts." I sat up shrugging it over my head. Tossing one of his lab shirts across the room he pulled me onto his lap crashing his lips onto mine.

Gripping his locks of hair in my fingers I deepened the kiss leaning up against his chest. He broke the kiss moving down to kiss my neck making me moan until Jarvis came through the room. "Sir, Ms. Potts needs to speak with you."

"Go away Jarvis. Tell her I have other business to attend to." Tony paused his actions until the AI spoke up a second time.

"But Sir she is insisting-"

Groaning Tony flopped on his back calling up to him. "Jarvis I'll handle it tomorrow!"

"So what exactly is our plan for today, Tony. I don't think we can just lie around in bed all day." Rolling over onto my side I lay my head on my husband's bare chest tracing some patterns on his chest with my fingers lazily.

He shifted onto his side wrapping his arms around my waist tugging me closer until I was laying fully on top of his bare chest. His freehand twirling pieces of my hair in between his fingers. "Oh I think that's exactly what we are going to do. I have everything I want right here. Now I know Pepper will have my ass tomorrow but I don't care. I love spending time with you like this especially when I can make you scream my name when we make love."

"Believe me I know. It gets to the point where you can't keep your hands off me during our Avengers meetings and we get weird looks from everyone. It's rather embarrassing sometimes." I slumped my shoulders running my fingers lazily through his black hair making it into a mess on his head.

He pretended to be offended by my statement, placing a hand over his arc reactor inside his chest. "I'm sorry that me finding my wife utterly hot to be embarrassing."

"That's not what I meant, Tony. I love you but we don't always have to express our pleasure in public." I sent him a slight glare before he grabbed me by my hips making me squeal in delight when he flipped me onto my back crashing his lips onto mine hungerly.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, my fingers scratched my nails down his back when he entered me slowly. "Oh god…Tony!"

He moved his kisses down my neck and chest with my fingers gripping the bedsheets with my finger tips. I moaned when he grunted. "God Y/n!...I love you." We were both panting by the time we were done.

He laid his head on my chest where I kissed his sweaty forehead mumbling tiredly. "So if we aren't leaving this room we should probably take a shower otherwise when we go downstairs the team might be able to tell why we really didn't want to get up."

"You don't have to say another word, darling." A smirk grew on his face where he tossed the covers aside and he picked me up bridal style heading into the bathroom.

He sat me down on the countertop with my hands resting on his shoulders until I grabbed his face in my hands, kissing him deeply. I couldn't ever get tired of kissing this man. He may be a cocky ass sometimes but he was the greatest husband to me. "If we keep this up every weekend you might get me pregnant, Stark."

"Then you would be the cutest pregnant wife I have ever seen in my life." He declares wrapping my arms around his waist walking us into the shower turning it on once he had removed his shorts and mine. Let's just say we enjoyed quite a long time in our bedroom and we totally ordered some pizza and cheeseburgers during those days too.

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sprimps · 2 years

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sometimes drawing tony is something that can be soooo personal

#FINALLY managed to draw something last night #i was not inspired tho so #this was all i could do #BUT i must say i tried painting over my lineart and i snapped like #zoom in on that face......... so many lil textures...........yummy #(on my knees begging u to click on the image so u can see the yummy sharp textures)#very sexy (but time consuming to be honest)#tony baby. i love you. drawing you is so easy. you're the best #tony stark #my art #mcu #iron man #fanart

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oluka · 9 months

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Iron Man (1968) #182 // Invincible Iron Man (2022) #8

#wednesday spoilers #tony stark #iron man #marvel comics #invincible iron man (2022)#second drinking arc #alcoholism #a very nice reference. loved it.#also. is the posting images next to each other a new thing or did I spend seven years on this website without knowing

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imperiuswrecked · 3 hours

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ouch.

Namor Week 2024 - Day 5 - Allies or Enemies, with Namor you'll know where you stand. Tony & Namor for @namorweek Thank you to the lovely @ekftff for my art! Commission the artist here!

#namor #namor mckenzie #namor the sub mariner #tony stark #iron man #fanart #avengers #illuminati #imp comms a thing #namorweek #namor week 2024 #image description in alt #you draw Namor so pretty!#I love it!!!

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thedarkmistress16 · 7 months

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here's some long-awaited tony food for your thots

(im serious this is 100% PWP done in like, *check watch* 6-8 hrs or so in one sitting- it's all over the place, fam)

let me know immediately if any of you want me to community label this, if that makes you more comfortable. if you want another installment (it will have actual plot i promise) just let me know. None of the used images here are mine, they belong to their respective owners, I only own my garbage writing.

Boyfriend!Steve Rogers x Girlfriend!Experienced!Unfaithful!Reader x Jealous!Yandere!Tony Stark- Repression and Suppression

and here are some messy A03-esque tags for your reading pleasure (srsly read these before continuing or you void your reading warranty):

(Lime, Lemon, G-rape, Cheating, Physical Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Affair, Noncon, Dubcon, Forced Orgasm, Overstimulation, Fingering, Oral, Vaginal, MxF, PWP, Love Triangle, Jealousy, Third Wheel Tony Stark, Sexual Deviant Tony Stark, Manipulation, Humiliation, Dirty Talk, Swearing, Teasing, Gaslighting, Sexual Coercion, Power Play? Beard Burn, The run of shame?, Lust used as a manipulation tool, Tony blatantly misunderstands words, The horny ruins lives, Reader’s never cheated in her life ong she just misses sex, Tony is all kinds of wrong here, OOC Tony Stark, His dialogue is probably OOC sorry about that, No descriptors besides gender have fun)

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You don’t know how this happened.

…

Okay, you do know how this happened. You and Tony stumbled upon the same floor in an otherwise empty Tower and you both plopped on the same couch shooting the shit. No paperwork for you to do and no big baddie causing a commotion in New York for the Iron Man to stop. And you may have overshared a tad about the feelings you’ve been having at his prompting about your relationship status, but hey, that’s normal, even for sober people. Everyone needs to vent every once in a while. Or overshare, or both.

What you didn’t expect, however, was your totally innocent sex conversation with Tony to turn into dirty talk. Which, alright- fair, this was Tony you were talking to, so probably not your best moment.

“It’s not like he’ll find out.” Tony’s palm rests on your thigh. “And you said so yourself, he doesn’t give you what you need.”

But thankfully, that’s when your brain started working again, and you actively began to create some space between you, with his hand falling off your leg.

“No, Tony. You know who I’m with and you know he’ll be coming back.”

Tony follows you and- what the fuck? Was this couch always this small? The palm greets your thigh again, more insistent now if the pressure was any indication.

“Can you really wait that long?”

You stare at Tony, incredulous at the turn of events. He wouldn’t- would he?

You see him smile at you before diving in for a kiss.

Wide-eyed, your first reaction is to push him off, but he practically falls on top of you, keeping you pinned there as his tongue goes to work in prying your mouth open.

You struggle, and then, well, he knew how to kiss to get what he wanted, that was for sure. It was so different from what you were used to with him, all chaste and loving. Tony used the flat surface of the appendage to massage your tongue, and- holy fuck you really forgot what good kisses felt like. Tony feels so good- so warm and passionate, that his embrace sends you into a blanketed bliss.

And as you make out, that blanket grows more and more stuffy. You lose track of time, and- well, yourself. The next time you open your eyes, you’re greeted to a shirtless and more disheveled Tony Stark on top of you, kissing down your neck, and humping his bulge against you and- oh fuck your pants were gone.

Okay, this had officially gone too far. Yes, this was hot, and yes your body was awakened from the longest dry spell ever by his kisses, but you had to try and stop this. You had to get Tony to shut this shit down, and then blame your horny self later.

But first, Operation Turn off Tony.

“Wait!” Your hands fly to Tony’s chest, pushing with effort despite wanting to melt into a puddle. “I can’t- you know I can’t-”

Okay, your voice would’ve sounded commanding if Tony hadn’t run his hands under your shirt.

And if his arm wasn’t practically glued to the damn cushions you would've had more leeway to shake him off. And if he wasn’t so stron-

Wait- one arm?

…

…oh my god why is he pushing against you?

“Oh?” It comes out automatically and your body absolutely preens at the sensation before you come back down.

Oh fuck no- now two of his fingers are inside you and you’re not sure if you can even try to hold him off now.

Think of Steve think of Steve think of Steve think of Steve-!

“Tony, mmn-m, pl-”

“Why refuse this?” He pauses to let his fingers talk and the resulting squelching has you trying to seal your mouth in protest. “Why refuse me? When the sweet release you want is right in front of you?” His fingers fall away. “And when this-” he rolls his denim-covered penis over your pussy, eliciting a groan from both of you, “cock is ready and begging to be inside you?”

There is no hope to quell your blushing at this point either, you unhelpfully surmise to yourself. But even so, you don’t let up, forcing yourself to meet his eyes.

“He’ll, ah- find out, hah, Tony.” Fucking hell it was hard to form words now, “and he w-will-”

Tony, more envious than you’ve ever seen him, snarls in retaliation. “Don’t think about him! He’s not the one who’s going to be fucking you tonight.” He takes a moment to regain his composure before adding, “don’t worry, baby. I’ll make you feel so good you can’t stand it.”

“Ton- ah!”He hit a sensitive spot inside you, and your body jolted with the feeling. “P-please...ha...” You pant, trying to control yourself as his fingers retract. Trying to think of Steve instead, and all the other reasons why you shouldn’t be doing this. Why he shouldn’t be doing this to you and how he’s currently making you tingle in too many places.

In mock concern, he inquires, “what is it, baby? I’m right here...” You swear to the highest moon that Tony Stark’s teasing is the worst kind you’ve ever had to experience in your entire life; mainly because he does it in a way that pisses you off to no end.

“I- Tony, I n-need you to-” He shushes you, leaving you more baffled. He doesn’t even know your request yet and he’s already cutting you off. The playboy slides two fingers inside your wet canal and you cry out in surprise. They slip out within the next second, not allowing you to properly process the action. He languidly laps at his fingers and you actually whine at the sight, which is literally the worst reaction you could've had. Tony hums at the taste and his eyes, holding your own, gleam wickedly as you attempt to recover.

“Oh, you need me to fuck you baby? Say no more.”

You gasp, utterly scandalized. How the fuck did he interpret a nothing sentence into that? He’s already working on unzipping his jeans and you’re quick to remedy the situation, despite your breathlessness. “No, Tony, that’s not-” A hand swiftly comes down to palm your sensitive pussy and squeezes, attempting to shut you up with desire. You’re shameful when you realize his tactic worked, as you find it elicits a sexual groan from you strong enough to make your head tilt up towards the ceiling and your back arch off the couch. Tony tuts at your wanton display.

“Don’t deny it, honey. You’re absolutely dripping for cock.” He leans in close to your ear and latches his mouth onto your neck. The man nibbles and suckles enough to probably leave a mark before playfully biting your earlobe and whispering, “and I’m more than willing to provide that relief.” A small part of you finds it ironic he’d use the word willing when you haven’t vocally confirmed it in this case.

When he’s fully sheathed inside you, he sits still for a minute, groaning at the feel of you. Tony then starts circling his hips, not thrusting in the slightest, and at this point you’ve had enough of his games. If he wants to do this so badly then so be it. “No teasing…” you huff unpleasantly.

“Hmm? What was that?” His member is still nudging against the ridges of your vaginal walls, causing your lower body to spasm and tighten at random intervals.

“If you’re going to fuck me then actually fuck me.” You make your voice harsh to get your impatience across, keeping your gaze even. Tony simply winks and wastes no time setting a pace inside you, smirking pleasantly as your body shifts from his thrusts. He licks his lips at the sight of your breasts bouncing underneath your shirt and impatiently forces the fabric up to your neck to squeeze at one.

You close your eyes and furrow your brows, focusing your efforts on meeting Tony’s thrusts and tightening your pelvic muscles frequently to help his orgasm along. Judging by his strained moans, the fruits of your past lovers' labor seem to be working. He starts to shudder and you beam with pride.

Jackpot.

That is until he yanks himself out of you completely, struggling to hold himself over your body.

“Mngh, hah- baby,” he laughs in between ragged breaths, “let’s not spoil the fun too early, now…”

Tony then switches to playfully dragging his cock along the splayed seam of your lips, right over your spasming hole, and you wouldn’t have been able to hold in that unholy moan if you tried.

He flips you over without a word, leaving you disoriented with an “oof,” as he re-positions you to make your ass hang lewdly in the air. Tony swats one asscheek and your hands scramble to find purchase before he tries something else, which you seldom find in the firm material. Another mocking sound escapes his throat at your reaction and you turn your head to glare at him.

“Could have given a girl a warning, y’know?”

“Well, sweetcheeks, I can’t very well tackle this raging problem unless I approach it from all possible angles~” His eyes rove over your new position admiringly. “And this view is definitely worth the effort.”

He winks at you, smirking all the while. You refuse to react, deadpanning, before giving up. “Fuck you, Stark.”

He says some other comment you don’t care about- on the lines of having patience- when something wet wiggles across your folds-

Your eyes widen. Was this a better advantage point for him to-

His tongue thrusts itself inside your walls and you lose all sense of thought, wanting to collapse into the couch already. Tony’s firm and swift in his movements, pressing the angle of his chin into your mound harshly and rubbing your sensitive areas consistently. The stiff hairs of his beard rub themselves across your clit as he leans forward and you lose all sense of yourself, screaming into the cushioned void and spasming around his mouth.

Your hips lull into a gentle rocking, you realize, when the sensations have dulled. You can still feel Tony between your legs, but licking you much more softly now. Your satisfied mews fall out of your mouth like a gentle stream, and you let yourself bask in the well-overdue afterglow.

Tony slowly parts from your pussy with a smacking sound, and you feel saliva trailing down your thighs as you whine. You hear him say the word “ready” and you hum questionably, not in the mood for words. He leans forward to kiss up your back and make a path for your ear, reiterating himself.

“You ready for me, honey?”

“Mm, you’re not-?”

“-finished? How kind of you to offer, baby. After all, I haven’t finished fucking you into forgetting him yet.”

Your brain almost fits the pieces together, already turning towards him to voice the question when you feel him line up his cock at your entrance. You don’t even bother doing anything other than bracing yourself as Tony thrusts into you, and you realize too late that you’re still too sensitive.

He’s more insistent as he fucks into you, just as his mouth, but he’s humping into all the right places despite your body singing to the point of pain.

“Ahn! O-oh!” At this point, you literally didn’t care that your face was practically being suffocated by the cushions that Tony Stark- your not-boyfriend- was pushing you into and fondling your breasts. You were about to get an orgasm on a dick you haven’t been treated to in months on top of a great orgasm, and it was quickly feeling like it was going to be one of the best ones you’ve ever had.

“Oh, fuck- yes, oh- Tony- fuck-! me!” You manage to scream out over your lack of breath, feeling his thrusts grow frantic. The determined mumbling he’s spouting over your ear becomes noise as your second orgasm crashes over you. Your ears are fuzzy but you can make out Tony proclaiming your name in ecstasy before he plops down on your back, causing your legs to fully give out.

You pant there, lying in sweat and regret, wanting to move just yet but knowing you have a lot of cleanup to do.

Tony shifts first, stroking your hair as he whispers once more, “So, was that a thorough fucking for you baby?”

Despite yourself, you laugh. Whether it was from the now spiraling guilt slowly ebbing away at your brain or that it was from the sudden feeling of loss in how to handle your new infidelity status, you didn’t know. You chalked it up to exhaustion.

Tony mumbles again, but you’re coherent enough to understand his words and nod, calmly lying there as he gets up.

You waited until the bare ass of Tony left your line of sight before you shot up like a lightning bolt, gathering your clothes and racing toward the elevator in one fluid motion.

You impatiently return to your room to inspect Tony’s damages in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, trying to ignore the aftersex glow you still had. Your hands trail over your naked body, taking note of the reddened marks with each twist and turn. Yep, that was definitely a hickey.

They halt on your thighs when you feel a searing pain there and your eyes grow wide, mouth hanging open with a hiss.

Oh fuck. You had beard burn. How the hell were you going to explain that to Steve? Covering them up was one thing- but the itching pain you were going to feel?

The cum inside you suddenly shifts downward and you instinctively clench to hold it in, cringing at yourself. Another man’s mess splattered on the carpet of your and your boyfriend’s room is not what you needed right now.

Biting the inside of your lip, you hurry to the connecting bathroom and wash yourself of the sexual encounter the best you can.

#moi writing #tony stark lemon #tony stark x reader #yandere tony stark #tony stark smut #yeh the citrus scale lives rent free in my brain #tony stark x reader smut #side note:#i had 3 gifs/image inspos on standby and i decided on the funny one because thats literally the plot in my brain #it's 2 hrs later and im still cackling at the ruins lives tag #i like to have fun here

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