#young tony stark smut

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Paradise

PAIRING | Boyfriend!Young!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 6.3K

SUMMARY | Howard and Maria have invited you on their yearly trip, and it will be your first time going on a vacation with your in-laws. Tony is very excited to have you with him on this trip because you will also be celebrating your birthday. During your special day, he will ensure this one will be unforgettable.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | No powers AU, established relationship, use of nicknames (Sunshine, Love/My Love, Dear, Puppy), occasional use of Y/N

SMUT | Dirty talk, praise, exhibitionism kink, mommy kink, hair pulling, somnophilia (consensual), oral (F&M receiving), facesitting, light beardburn, fingering, semi-public handjob, overstimulation, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), pull-out method, multiple orgasms, aftercare.

A/N | This story is based on a request, which, unfortunately, I do not have anymore. Despite that, I still hope you will enjoy this story, because it has been a lot of fun to write! This story is proofread by the lovely @ccbsrmsf1, for which I'll always be grateful. I love you 🩷

EVENTS Masterlist | @fandombingo | A rose for every year you've been alive Masterlist | @marvel-smash-bingo | "Be quiet for me." Masterlist | @multifandom-flash Beehive | Get a room!

Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: @ccbsrmsf1

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist

"Are you sure it isn't weird for me to come with you guys? I mean, it's okay if I stay home," you remember telling Tony when he asked you to accompany him and his parents on their yearly vacation to Florida Beach.

"I'm sure, Sunshine. They specifically asked for you to come because they love you and want you there. And I want to be with my girl when she's celebrating her birthday." After that, your decision was made, and now you're happily sleeping in your boyfriend's arms in a hotel room in Florida.

The sun casts the entire room in a beautiful golden hue, and Tony cannot stop staring at you as he takes in your beauty. From your tattoos covering your body to every inch of still bare skin, he's never been more thankful that you two enjoy sleeping naked. He's even more grateful for that fact now because he has come up with the perfect plan to wake you up; today is your birthday, after all.

He carefully wiggles away from your body so you won't wake up, and other than a cute snort before rolling onto your back, he is good. As Tony takes his place between your legs, he cannot help but think that he is the luckiest man alive because you allow him to take his fill of you whenever he wants - within reason, of course.

And that's exactly how he finds himself with your legs hooked over his shoulders, his fingers softly digging into the plush flesh of your thighs, and your pussy on display beautifully right in front of his face, and he licks his lips in anticipation. With one last look at your face, he dives in, his tongue licking a stripe from your entrance to your clit, a soft moan escaping his lips when he does.

Since the first moment he got a taste of your sweet nectar, he has been hooked, and he will happily go down on you every chance he gets. Though that goes the other way around, too, because you're not opposed to sucking his soul out through his cock if you're given the chance.

His lips wrap around your clit, suckling softly as his tongue swipes over it in small, tight circles, and that's when you're starting to stir a little bit, though it's not enough to wake you up yet fully. With a soft chuckle, he releases your clit, instead opting for one of his thick, long fingers to glide through your arousal and play with your entrance.

A content hum leaves his lips as he lets the tip of his finger dip into your entrance, reveling in the way your walls clench around it as he slides it in further before pulling it out and repeating the same motions. It's not enough to wake you up, but more than enough to have you on the edge of slumber and waking.

As he looks at the way your body reacts to his touches, he can feel his cock twitch as it's trapped between his stomach and the bed sheets, achingly hard already, though he'll patiently wait his turn before getting what he wants, as it's all about your pleasure right now.

His eyes are trained on your face as he dares to add another one, knowing it might exactly be the push you need to be pushed over the edge, driving you headfirst into an orgasm. But he wants to wait a little longer because he loves to see you stirring as he plays with said edge.

Your pussy gradually accepts his second finger too, and Tony has to pull his bottom lip between his teeth to suppress the groan bubbling up in his chest right now. When you start to start to wake up slowly, Tony decides to go all in, his fingers slowly gliding in and out of your pussy while he sucks on your clit, building your high gradually while pulling you out of your sleep. With his other hand, he squeezes your thigh, and even though it'll probably leave a bruise or two, you don't care.

"F-fuck!" you murmur as your hands fly to his hair, pulling him closer against your pussy as your hips rut against his face. Your orgasm washes over you not long after, and Tony happily laps up every drop of your sweet release with a groan, working you through your orgasm before climbing over you and capturing your lips in a heated, sloppy kiss.

"Happy birthday, Sunshine," he whispers as he glides the fingers that were just in your pussy into your mouth, and you lick them clean as you look up at Tony with half-lidded eyes as a smile is dancing on your lips. Happy birthday, indeed...

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you look when you cum?" he asks, and you can feel the heat on your cheeks spreading quickly. He tells you that every time, but that doesn't mean you'll get used to him saying that - not that you'd want to get used to it.

"Only every single time," you whisper before cupping his cheeks and looking into his eyes. Your thumbs glide over the stubble on his jaw and cheeks, and the feeling of it against your fingers makes you giggle, and Tony cannot get enough of that sound. You pull him closer, letting your tongues mingle as you taste yourself on his tongue.

As Tony leans down, he ruts his hips forward a little, his cock sliding through your folds before getting caught on your clit, and you moan into his mouth at the feeling. He reaches between the two of you to grab hold of his cock, rubbing the tip against your clit a couple of times.

"I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock, Sunshine, but first, I'm going to make it just a little more delicious for you," he says. You're not sure what he's talking about until he slides his cock carefully into your warmth, the feeling of him sliding in bare almost unbearable. The groan leaving Tony's lips is downright pornographic, and you're enjoying every second of it.

"Jesus, fuck! You feel so good, Sunshine; wanna stay buried in your sweet, tight pussy forever," Tony says as he slowly pulls back out before sliding it in even further, carefully walking the line of pleasure as he does so. Once he's bottomed out, you both let out a shared moan, and he has to still inside you for a moment so he won't cum yet.

"So tight around me, Sunshine, you feel like paradise," he whispers against your neck before gathering every bit of strength he has left and pulling out, and you whine at the loss of him inside you.

"Ssh, it's okay, Sunshine, I'll fill this pussy up again later tonight. First, I want to feel these delicious dick-sucking lips around my cock as you suck every last drop of my cum out before swallowing it all," he says, and you nod like a puppy who just got an order and is eager to fulfill it.

With a satisfied smile, Tony gets comfortable on his back, and you're quick to find your place between his legs as you look at his cock lying against his abdomen, covering his happy trail as it reaches just past his belly button. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you grab hold of it, your fingers barely touching when you do.

"Oh god, that's it," Tony moans as you carefully work your hand up and down, spreading your arousal over his cock before you allow your tongue to run down the length of it, tracing the prominent vein on the bottom. A shudder runs down his body as you do, and a loud moan escapes his chest as you suckle on his tip.

Making him fall apart like this is something you always thoroughly enjoy, and you are happy to take your time with him as you do so. As you slowly take more of him into your mouth, you let your hand work on the parts you can't reach, and Tony's hands are fisted tightly into the sheets as he looks down at you.

Your ass is in the air as you suck his cock, your free hand slowly working your clit as you take care of your boyfriend, and he's positive he has never seen you look more beautiful than you do now. Dark lashes frame half-lidded eyes, and your skin is glowing beautifully with the sun shining down on your body.

When you suddenly suck Tony down hard, he loses it, and he cums without any indication other than a loud gasp, the orgasm being a surprise for you both. It serves as the perfect trigger to have you cum again as well, your legs trembling as you work both of you through your orgasms.

"C'mere," he says before hauling you up by your arms, immediately shoving his tongue into your mouth to taste your shared flavors. It's quickly become Tony's favorite, and he's feeling fortunate to have a girl who is into the same things during sex as he is.

After you two have come down from your highs and cuddled for a while, it's time to shower together and get ready to head to the beach, where you will meet Howard and Maria for some quality time. Today will be a relaxing beach day, which is a nice change of pace from all the exploring you've done already.

"Are you ready, My Love?" you ask Tony after putting on your brand new red bikini—which you bought to make Tony do a double take as he sees you in it and to show off your tattoos. After throwing on a short beach dress, you're ready to go, your bag already packed with everything from a few books to sunscreen and other essentials you might need at the beach.

"Almost! I need to find my sunglasses, and then I'm ready to go," he says as he walks out of the bathroom. Your gaze is immediately pulled to the bulge in his swim shorts. You may have bought the bikini to make Tony do a double take, but he did the same with a pair of swim shorts for you.

The fabric is pulled taut over his muscled, thick thighs, and it frames his bulge perfectly, highlighting it in the best way possible. Your bottom lip is pulled between your teeth again as the thought of what Tony did earlier still swirls through your head. You clench your thighs at the sight, and Tony cannot suppress the chuckle bubbling up because he knows his plan worked.

"Do you like what you see?" he asks as he steps closer, his finger lifting your head to meet his gaze. You nod before Tony bends down to place a soft peck on your lips, leaving you with a content smile. He then grabs your hand and goes out the door as he has found his sunglasses. When you arrive at the beach, Howard and Maria have set up a little picnic for breakfast as a surprise, and it's decorated festively for your birthday.

"Did you know about this?!" you ask Tony with surprise, and he nods.

"Why do you think I took my sweet time with you this morning?" he whispers in your ear, and you can feel the warmth spreading over your cheeks at his words.

"Happy birthday, Y/N!" Maria says, enveloping you in her arms, pulling you tight against her body. Though you and Tony haven't been together very long, they have welcomed you into the family from day one, and you're practically their daughter at this point.

"Thank you, Maria, and again, thank you for inviting me on this trip; it means a lot to spend today with all of you," you tell her, and she nods - though you don't know what's coming yet, and it'll be a huge surprise when you find out.

"You don't need to say thank you, Dear. You're part of our family, so you're supposed to come on our family vacations," she says before letting you go and pulling her son into a hug, too.

"Happy birthday, Dear," Howard says before pulling you into a hug, which you happily reciprocate. Though the hug isn't as tight as Maria's, you still appreciate it just as much. All four of you get settled onto the large blanket, and you take your place by Tony's side. He pulls you against him before placing a kiss on your temple.

"I love you, Sunshine, and happy birthday again," he whispers, and you blush at his words. He didn't even say anything special, but to share an intimate moment with him is still something you're getting used to, though you happily will if it means having him by your side for the rest of your life.

"Thank you, Tony," you whisper before pecking his lips and diving into breakfast. The conversation is light, with plenty of laughter, and you feel floaty from pure happiness. You haven't felt this light and happy on your birthday in years, and you make a mental note to thank everyone later.

"Now that breakfast is done, it's time to relax, but before we can do that, we have a surprise for you," Maria says when the last bit of breakfast is gone.

"Happy birthday, Y/N," she says, holding a square present wrapped in light blue floral wrapping paper before you. After reading the card with it, you thank Howard and Maria profusely before ripping the paper off.

Inside is a brand new Kindle, which is perfectly timed, seeing how your old one officially stopped working a few weeks ago after years of hard work. A smile from ear to ear lightens up your facial features, a surge of happiness swirling through your belly at the sight.

You've been saving up to get one, which was challenging between college fees, buying groceries, and paying for other necessities. But now, the saved-up money can go towards another goal, like a plane ticket to see your Mom in California.

"Thank you both so much!" you say before giving them a big hug and Tony a peck on his lips.

"And thank you for telling them, even though you knew I was saving up for it myself," you say with a raised brow, but Tony pulls you into his side and plants a big kiss on the crown of your head.

"You're welcome, Sunshine," he says, and with those words, all four of you relax because the weather is beautiful. From the bright blue sky to the inviting ocean water, from the laughter all over the beach to the little family sitting with you, your birthday couldn't get any better.

"Shall we go and swim, Sunshine?" Tony asks after finishing his book, and you put your Kindle aside so you can get ready to join him in the ocean.

"I'd love nothing more, My Love," you say, and you get up to pull your beach dress over your head - Tony's gaze locked onto every inch of exposed skin as you do.

"Ready?" you ask when you hold out your hand, and he grabs it, but instead of pulling himself up, he pulls you down before swinging you over his shoulder with a shriek, rumbling laughter coming from your boyfriend. You quickly give yourself over, and the feeling of his fingers digging into your thighs has you clenching them together, a wave of arousal going through your body.

Even though you and Tony get a few weird looks from some people on the beach, you don't care; instead, you enjoy every bit of attention he gives you. It's over too soon for your liking when he puts you down in the water, which is at chest height for you.

"Tony! You could've put me down sooner!" you scold him, but he doesn't listen. All he is focused on is the goosebumps erupting over your skin and the fact that your nipples are poking through your bikini. His bottom lip is pulled between his teeth at the sight, and you shake your head when you realize what's going on.

"You're absolutely unbelievable, you know that?" you say as you walk over to him. He quickly lifts you up, so you wrap your arms and legs around him so you won't fall into the water, instead hanging onto him like a koala bear.

"I mean, how can I not take a look when my girlfriend looks this fucking good? I know you bought this flimsy fabric you call a swimsuit to tease me, isn't that right?" Tony asks with a quirked brow, and you hide your face in his neck to hide your embarrassment.

"It's okay, Sunshine; I'm not saying I mind," he says before planting a soft kiss on your shoulder as he walks you further into the water. Once he's far enough to be covered to his chest, you lift your head again, and you realize you're far enough away from everyone to tease him a little bit more.

One of your hands slides down Tony's body before moving between your bodies, and you palm his already half-hard cock through his shorts. A soft groan leaves his lips at the feeling of your long, slender fingers rubbing over his length.

"You're such a fuckin' tease," he says as you squeeze him as well, lust taking over his eyes.

"It's only fair after what you did to me this morning, sliding in your delicious, thick cock into my tight pussy, only to take it away and feed it to me instead," you whisper in his ear, a mischievous smile spreading on your face. As you pull away, you see Tony's cheeks turning bright red, and that's when you know your plan worked.

"But if you'll be a good boy for me tonight, I might have some mercy on you and let you cum more than once. There's nothing else I'd rather have than your cum, after all. In my mouth, on my face, or these tits, maybe even covering my sweet, dripping pussy," you say, and Tony is sure he is about to combust right then and there.

"S-Sunshine," Tony whimpers, and you already know he's close. Once you decide to have some mercy on him, seeing how you're hidden away enough, no one can see what the two of you are doing.

"Yes, My Love?" you ask with faux innocence, but the already fucked out look on Tony's face tells you all you need to know. He's about to cum, and it's a sight for sore eyes.

"Is my Puppy about to cum? Are you that desperate to cum, that you can't even wait until we're back in the hotel room? You don't fuckin' care who sees, do you? All you care about is whether or not you get to cum," you ask, and Tony nods furiously as he tries to hold back the moans that are threatening to escape.

"Say it, Puppy, say it, and I'll let you cum," you almost growl, your hand letting go of his cock just long enough to pull it out his swim shorts, your hand now freely rubbing his rock-hard shaft.

"P-please, Mommy, wanna cum," he croaks out, and you decide to go easy on him this time, though the fact that he called you Mommy definitely didn't go unnoticed by you, only adding to your arousal too. To have your boyfriend turn into a babbling, moaning mess of a man gives you a surge of pleasure like you've never felt before.

"Cum!" you order, and he does precisely that as he buries his face in your neck, muffling the moans leaving his lips. He's trembling as you milk his cock for every last drop of cum, all while comforting him by running your long fingernails over his scalp.

"You're such a good boy; you did so well for Mommy," you whisper before carefully tucking him back into his swim shorts. A lovesick look has taken over his features, as he's looking at you with the biggest heart eyes you've ever seen.

"I love you, Tony, more than I can explain right now," you tell him before capturing his lips with yours. Tony's arms glide over your waist to pull you close against his body, your tongues mingling at a slow pace, and you soon fall into a small make-out session together.

As you're wrapped up in each other, you barely hear a group of teenagers yell 'Get a room!' but you don't care. As long as you're with Tony, you don't care about anything or anyone else. With him by your side, nothing can happen.

"I love you, Sunshine, and I promise to make up for what I did earlier to you," he says before kissing your cheek softly. Now, it's your turn to blush, and Tony can't help but chuckle at the sight. You both have the same effect on one another, and Tony finds it very endearing.

Shall we go back for some more reading? I'm starting to prune up over here, and my tattoos do not look good when wrinkled!" you joke, and he nods before taking your hand and leading you back to the beach.

You decide to get settled in the shade to reapply some more sunscreen while Tony is sitting in the sun, his skin glowing. You cannot stop looking at him, and it's only when Maria nudges your shoulder that you realize she's talking to you.

"I-I'm sorry, did you say something?" you ask, and Maria lets out a loud burst of laughter, making Tony look back at what's happening. You flash a sweet smile, and he winks over his sunglasses before perching them back on his nose and returning to his book.

"I asked if you're enjoying yourself, but I believe I know the answer already," she jokes, and Howard chuckles beside her. The deep red blush on your cheeks only spreads further at her comment, but she decides to leave it.

After a lovely day at the beach, it's time for your birthday dinner. You opted to wear a beautiful floral dress combined with white heels, your hair in a sleek ponytail, and light makeup. As you leave the bathroom, Tony is waiting for you with a massive bouquet of red roses in one hand and a small present in the other.

"Happy birthday, Sunshine; I got you a rose for every year you've been alive," he tells you as he extends his arm with the roses. The butterflies in your stomach go absolutely wild at the sight of them. You always knew Tony was very romantic, but this is his sweetest gesture so far.

"Thank you so much, My Love, they're beautiful!" you say as you take them from him and put them in some water, seeing how he also brought a vase to put them in.

"They're nothing compared to your beauty tonight, Sunshine," he whispers as he pulls you against his chest. Because you're wearing heels, you're almost the same height, making it even easier for him to kiss you right now.

"But I have one more surprise for you before we head to dinner," he says, extending the box in his hand as he tells you about it. It's a small, square box wrapped in beautiful black velvet, and as you open it, you find a necklace with a pendant in the shape of a sun hanging from it.

"Turn it over," he whispers, and you do. On the back are the words 'You are my Sunshine,' your breath hitches as you look at it. It's a beautiful piece of jewelry, and you cannot wait to wear it tonight.

"Put it on me?" you ask, and he nods before taking it out and putting it on. His fingers softly graze your neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its path. The pendant falls right above your breasts, and your fingers graze over it as it does.

"It's beautiful," you whisper, and Tony couldn't agree more.

"It is, and you are too, Sunshine. I'm the luckiest man on earth to have fallen in love with you," he says before kissing you, your mouths gliding together like they're made for one another. When you deepen the kiss, you hear a knock on your door, and you pull away with a sigh.

"We're coming!" you say before grabbing your purse and heading out the door. You meet Howard and Maria in the hallway before heading to dinner. During said dinner, you and Tony only had eyes for one another, and as soon as it was over, you two rushed back to your hotel room, knowing what was about to happen. Tony will ruin you in every way possible, and you do not want to wait longer than you must.

As soon as your hotel room door locks behind you, Tony's hands are all over you, and your dress soon finds its way to the floor. The second he finds out you weren't wearing a bra this entire time, he lets out a deep groan as he pushes you against the wall after pulling you up and letting you wrap around him.

"That's it, Sunshine, I'm gonna ruin you tonight," he breathes out as he sucks hickies onto your throat, his hard cock rolling against your dripping pussy, the soaked fabric of your panties rubbing against your throbbing clit only adding to your arousal.

"P-please," you beg softly, and Tony's fingers dig harder into your thighs, his teeth nibbling in the skin of your shoulder before soothing it with his tongue.

"So good for me, Sunshine, such a good girl for me," Tony groans as the edge of his orgasm creeps closer and closer by the second. Your sounds and how your body responds to him have his mind reeling.

"M close, Sunshine, fuck! Gonna cum for you so hard," he pants out, and with a loud moan, your head falls back, your fingers lacing into his hair and pulling on the roots as your orgasm washes over you together with Tony's. While Tony buries his face in your neck as he keeps rutting up, working you both through your shared orgasm.

Tony carefully puts you down as you're both still panting, both of your bodies already sweaty from your first orgasm, and Tony is planning on taking his time with you tonight. Make you fall apart on his mouth, his finger, and last but not least, his cock. He will ruin you tonight because that's what a birthday girl deserves.

"You're doin' so well for me, Sunshine, such a good girl," he whispers in your ear, and your eyes flutter closed at the praise, your knees barely able to keep you upright after the force behind the orgasm Tony just gave you.

"C'mon, let's get you onto the bed," he says as he walks you to the king-size bed in the middle of the room. As soon as the backs of your knees hit the mattress, you let yourself fall on it with a soft thump, but before you do anything else, you're working on opening his pants, wanting to lick up every last drop of his cum.

"Hmm, we're a bit cock hungry today, huh?" he says in a teasing tone, and you nod in response. Even though he hasn't gotten hard yet after his last orgasm, you still want to taste him, softness be damned. As soon as his pants fall on the floor, you're met by the sight of his bare cock covered in cum, and you can tell there has been a lot, even after the orgasms from this morning and in the sea this afternoon.

You let out a content hum at the sight, your tongue immediately licking off every drop from his shaft and tip, and Tony whimpers as you do it, though he still enjoys every second despite the overstimulation he feels right now. After you've cleaned the bottom and his balls, too, you're all done and looking up at Tony with a satisfied smile.

"Does my good girl want to cum again?" he asks, and you nod furiously, a thousand scenarios going through your head as to what could be coming next. He lifts your head with an index finger under your chin as he leans down, groaning as he tastes himself on your tongue while you share a kiss.

"I want you to sit on my face, Sunshine, and I'm gonna eat you out until you've cum at least twice after the stunt you've pulled this afternoon," he whispers, and your eyes grow wide at the thought of Tony eating your pussy as you rut on his face. That, combined with the scruff on his cheeks, has you whimpering softly at the thought alone.

Before you know it, Tony is completely bare on the bed, your panties thrown to the side, his tongue dipping into your entrance, and playing with your clit until you're a squirming mess on top of him. Your fingers dig into the headboard to ground yourself as you roll your hips over his face, and the scruff of his beard gives you some of the most delicious beard burns you've ever felt.

"T-Tony, 'm close," you babble out, seeing how not many consistent words are leaving your lips. He has reduced you to a moaning, babbling mess, and that's all he could ask for. He groans against your pussy, his fingers digging into your thighs even harder when you're close. With another loud moan, you fall over the edge as Tony sucks his clit into your mouth, and you're trembling uncontrollably.

You don't get the chance to climb off after your orgasm, though, because he promised you two orgasms before he would even think about stuffing you with his cock, and that's exactly what he'll do. With the same enthusiasm, he keeps licking and sucking, nursing on your clit until you're an overstimulated mess, squirming on his face until a second, less violent orgasm washes over you. Overstimulation has never felt this good before.

"You've been a good girl for me, Sunshine; having you cum on my face like that has me so fucking hard again for you," he groans as he practically yanks you down his body until you're straddling his lap. The fact that he manhandles you in whichever way he wants always has your mind reeling, and you can never get enough of it.

"Hold on a moment, Sunshine. I need to get—" is all he can say before you can stop him.

"P-please, not this time," you whimper as you grab his hand. After you had a taste of him sliding in bare this morning, you want more. You got a slice of heaven, and now you never want to return, even if it's just for one more time.

"Are you sure, Sunshine? I won't do it if you're unsure you want to. Your safety comes first for me," he says as he makes you look into his eyes, his brows furrowed as he looks at you.

"Y-yes, 'm sure," you whisper, and he cannot say no to you. However, if he does, he will ensure he is on top to pull out before he's too late. He doesn't want any accidents, seeing how he's far from willing to have a baby.

"M'kay, just lay on your back for me, and I will take care of you, Sunshine. But I'll only do it this once because the birthday girl deserves nothing but the best," he tells you before laying you on your back, your hair splayed out on the pillow like a halo.

"You look like an angel now, the most beautiful angel I've ever seen," he tells you, and a blush creeps over your cheeks as he does. His fingers slowly commit every inch of your soft skin to memory, his eyes looking into yours as if staring into your soul.

"I love you, My Love," you whisper, and a smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. You're so beautiful to him, and he cannot wait to slide in bare again; the feeling of your warm walls encasing his cock is absolute heaven, and he has been hooked ever since doing it this morning - but he knows he shouldn't get too lost in it.

"Are you ready, Sunshine? 'M gonna take my sweet time with you now because I don't want to cum too soon. I want to take my time to commit every single whimper, every single movement, and every inch of you to memory," he says between kisses on your jaw and throat, and you nod.

"I need you to be quiet for me, Sunshine. As much as I love it when you fall apart on my cock, I want this moment to be just for you and me, alright?" he asks, and you nod again.

His hand is wrapped around his cock as he lines it up with your entrance, slowly pulling in as your jaw goes slack, brows furrowing as he slides in inch by inch, your tight, warm walls enveloping him completely as it feels like he's sliding home. He's going to take his time with you, and he plans to make you fall apart at least once before even thinking about himself.

"God, you're perfect for me; you feel so fucking good," he whispers before bottoming out, a deep groan leaving his chest when he does. You moan softly against his shoulder, muffling your sounds because he wants to share this special moment just with you.

He sets a slow, sweet pace, thrusting in and out of you at an almost torturous pace. Every ridge and vein on his cock drags in and out of you at the same slow pace, the pleasure building gradually until you're on edge, soft moans tumbling from your lips each time.

"Cum for me, Sunshine, cum for me, and I will make you feel so fucking good afterward," he says as his thumb makes contact with your swollen clit, and his lips crash down on yours to swallow your moans as you cum, and Tony's hand wraps around the bottom of his cock to ensure he won't come so soon.

"That's it, Sunshine, take my cock like you're made for it," he growls as he works you through your orgasm, his building rapidly as well. With the way you look as you cum on his cock, the way you're squirming underneath him as his thumb is pressed against your clit, and the way you milked his cock so perfectly.

"M close, Sunshine, 'm so fuckin' close right now," he says as he thrusts in a couple more times, and before it's too late, he quickly pulls out, and you whimper at the loss of him inside you. Still, he shouldn't have waited for another second - his cum spurting onto your puffy folds and on your mound, painting you beautifully with every last drop of his white gold.

"Fuck," he murmurs to himself at the sight, and he quickly scoots down before spreading your thighs and licking up every last drop he possibly can, groaning at the taste of your combined arousal before capturing your mouth in a mindbending kiss, his cum easily given to you from his tongue.

Your hands fly into his hair as you taste it, pulling him impossibly closer as you melt into his touch. You're completely spent after all the orgasms he pulled from you, leaving you more satisfied than you ever thought could be possible.

"I love you so much, Sunshine. I'm going to run a bath for us so that we can relax your muscles, okay?" he asks, and you nod, even though you don't want him to leave quite yet. It feels too good to be held by him. After one peck on your lips, he quickly gets the bath ready while he cleans himself up as well, his cock sensitive from all the sex you two had today.

Not even 10 minutes later, the bath is drawn, and your boyfriend picks you up before he carries you to the bath bridal style.

"There you go, Pretty Girl, just relax for me," he whispers as he gets in as well, pulling you so that you're straddling him, your back against his chest. You sigh as you melt against him, his fingers softly massaging your sore limbs.

"Did you have fun today?" he asks, and you nod. You're feeling very sleepy, and it doesn't take long for you to fall asleep in his arms, but he doesn't mind. You need the rest after what he did to you today. It turned out to be the best birthday you have ever celebrated, and it will be difficult for him to top it in years to come.

"I love you and cannot wait to start a family with you one day. Get married, have as many babies as possible, and maybe we will have two boys and two girls," he whispers with a smile. The two of you haven't been together long yet, but he has thought about it. He wants to grow old with you and lead the life he has always dreamt of with you.

"But first, I'll have to propose to you. I cannot wait until that day is here," he sighs softly, thinking about how he will do it. Though that day may not be here anytime soon, he sure wants to put a ring on your finger to show everyone you're his. What a glorious day that will be, he thinks before closing his eyes and letting the bath's warmth sink into his bones.

But of course, life doesn't always go as planned, as you will find out soon.

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[larcenywrites]

How do you think the first time young!Tony eats you out would be like? Specially if it's like the first time ever he's eating pussy 🥴 like, what would he do/how would he eat you out, what would be his thoughts during the whole thing, is he gonna cum just from that, does he want to just keep going and going and make you cum a dozen times just with his tongue and fingers?

It turned into a little more than I thought it would, buuuuut 😘

It’s a bit silly at first.

“You can’t make fun of me,” Tony suddeny speaks up, interrupting his own trailing kisses that ended a tad frustratingly above your panties.

“Hm?” You hummed, lifting your head to stare at him in confusion. And a little worried you’d made him insecure somehow. His slightly parted lips closed tightly, nervously. Before you could voice any concern, he answered your question, and quietly. “I’ve never done this before.”

You kept your eyes on him, probably now a little surprised. Tony wasn’t exactly innocent, and this definitely wasn’t your first sexual encounter with him, but surely he’d had some experience with it at some point, right?

“Never?” You finally asked, matching his quiet tone. He shook his head a little.

You smiled, perhaps a little mischievously, and reached out to affectionately play with his hair. “Do you need any help?”

“No,” he answered quickly, eyes pouting. “I’ve seen porn,” he continued matter of factly, already pulling at the thin material clothing your waist.” “And I’ve thought about how to do it,” he sassed, glancing back up at you as he began to pull your underwear down. You didn’t get to see his loving smile when you fell back onto your pillow with a laugh. “What? You’ve seen me lick icing off of a cupcake.”

He did love to make you laugh, but right now he’d rather hear your moans.

He’s eager, but doesn’t want to disappoint.

He wasn’t new to tossing your panties to the floor, nor was he unfamiliar with the sight of your pretty pussy. But he hesitated, instead placing a long kiss to the side of your knee to play it off. He’d been so confident in the way his wet kisses had trailed down your body with an obvious purpose, but now that he was here, he worried that maybe he didn’t quite know what to do after all. To keep up the facade, Tony dragged his kiss into your thigh. You can probably tell he’s a little nervous and stalling for time, but as soon as your meant-to-be-soothing-and-reassuring touch scratches over his scalp, he quickly snaps out of it and gently dives straight into your pussy. He doesn’t need any help. His lips know where he usually puts his fingers, and to test the waters he tries to copy them, using his kiss to play with your nub. But it’s when his flattened tongue laps down to your dampened entrance and flicks up your clit that he feels your grip tighten in his hair and your legs twitch around his head. His mind nearly blanks from your warmth and smell enveloping him, making him only want to nuzzle in more, and your taste making his mouth water and only wanting to explore.

Luckily, he’s always been a quick learner.

His excitement has his heart beating and dick throbbing. He always pays attention to what he does right… so he does it again, slowly, dragging over your twitching clit, smiling when he gets another similar response. His confidence is back, in the form of his tongue swirling and massaging your well-wet hole, and in a moan when the nudging bridge of his nose against your sensitive nub is replaced by the suckling of his lips tongue. His own pleasure from pleasing motivates him.

When you cum, so does he.

He’s instinctively grinding himself against the mattress with the sting of your nails and the moans from your throat. He’s familiar with what the tightening of your legs around him means, but this time they’re closing around his head, pushing him into your pussy. His grip on your thighs only grips harder, as if to keep you there. It has him moaning, hot breath and vibrating voice enough to finally push you over the edge, and thankfully he doesn’t stop the pace of his tongue and lets you ride it out, holding onto you shaky legs and all. Shamelessly he humps the bed, wanting to desperately to cum with you and frustratingly hard. He excitedly leaves your clit alone just a tad too soon to instead get a taste of the dew pooling out of you. He’s tasted you from his fingers before, but this is different. He practically licks you out, taking it straight from the source and close to making you come again just from the slurping sound he makes when he exits to clean up his mess a little better. His back arches with the tingles your nails on the back of his neck sends down his spine, and his string of panted moans between sloppy kisses through your folds and bruising fingertips digging into your thighs lets you know he’s finally spilling in his jeans. But even as he’s still thrusting a few more times against the bed to finish himself off, he’s already starting over his softly-starting assault, both of you now overstimulated but beyond turned on from your new game, but not before coming up for a wet kiss, not even giving himself time to catch his breath.

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[mostly-marvel-musings]

this is kinda giving me subby boyfriend young!tony vibes ngl: "the lips are hot, soft, settling, nibbling and gasping, pulling onto each other for more and when you stop, they have their eyes closed, heavily exhaling, hair ruffled, and they look like the prettiest mess ever" he'd look so pretty all messy and fucked out really

Pretty mess

Pairing: Young! Tony x Reader

Warnings: 18+ strictly, smut.

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What started off as an innocent peck for goodbye had quickly escalation to a full blown make out session with your new boyfriend, Tony Stark.

You snuck into his dorm at midnight under ‘extra support with your studies’ and stayed up chatting for hours before kissing the man good night. Of course, it didn’t end there.

Hair a hot mess, clothes half undone and sufficiently wrinkled, your lips felt swollen with Tony’s passionate kisses as the man swiftly slipped his tongue inside. Moaning against his mouth, you felt heady with his taste of berries and coffee, his soft, full lips almost begging to be sucked on.

Carding your fingers through his floppy, brown hair, you gently tugged on the ends as you flipped him over to be on top, smirking as the tent in his pants met your groin with wanton need.

Tony nibbled at your bottom lip greedily, his heart beating wildly against your palm as your hands slid lower, exploring his body; meanwhile Tony’s agile fingers undid your bra before slipping them inside your top.

“I have to leave at some point.” You breathed against his lips, doing absolutely nothing to actually act upon your words.

“Mm. Bet I can convince you to stay.” Tony smirked, slanting his lips against yours with such fire, he sat up with you in his lap, kneading your butt cheeks so you felt his growing erection against your clothed pussy.m, eliciting a muffled moan.

“Tony..” you warned.

“Yes baby?”

The only man capable of turning your insides to jelly, you could swear. You had to take a moment to breath, so you did, touching foreheads and opening your eyes to gaze at the man.

Hair all in disarray, his big brown eyes remained closed as he calmed his own erratic breath, looking like the most perfect mess complete with a slightly flushed warm skin.

The man looked irrestibly beautiful.

“I’ll see you, Tony.” You whispered, kissing his forehead and peeling his arms rather reluctantly from around your waist.

“Night.”

You chuckled at his pouty goodbye, kissing it away before getting up and closing the door behind you before your silly, in-love heart won over your rational mind.

…

But of course the moment you left for your dorm, you felt terrible for leaving Tony. Halfway down the hall, you turned to go back.

You had to.

A part of you left because of your snoopy roommate however, there was another little part of you that worried if things were going too fast. You trusted Tony, completely, however, sometimes in the battle between your heart and mind, your protective conscience made you cautious.

Surprisingly, the door was still unlocked as you twisted it open. The sight before you stopped you in your tracks.

Tony Stark on his bed that you two just made out on, on his back with his pants pulled down, hands fisting his cock while his hips lift off the bed slightly, his eyes closed and mouth slightly open.

The sight alone made your defences vanish, your pussy clench around nothing and your panties dampen. It was too hot to process rationally.

Soft whines left his lips before you heard the faintest whisper of your name. And that was it.

“Mind if I finish you off, Mr. Stark?” You whispered quietly, not to startle him as the door closed with a soft click.

Tony’s big brown orbs were now darkened with lust, his hand leaving his cock for you to take over.

Pre-cum already leaking from the tip of his perfect length as you took him in your mouth, knowing he wasn’t too far off when you walked in.

Fuelled by the sexiest grunts that left Tony’s chest, you swallowed around him before taking him further down your mouth, your tongue swirling around the slit occasionally, bringing him closer and closer to climax.

“Fuck, Y/N. I’m close..” He murmured, one of his hands fisting through your hair, encouraging your ministrations.

You hummed around his cock, the vibrations making him twitch involuntarily before Tony came with a final grunt, hips faltering and his body going slack against the bed.

While the aftershocks still went on, you kissed your way back up his body with a shy smile which he mirrored when you finally kissed him on the lips. You didn’t think making someone come would bring so much pleasure. In fact, you were hornier than before you’d left.

Almost sensing this, Tony’s hand snaked between your bodies to cup your sex, that signature smirk returning when he found how wet you were for him.

“Need me to take care of you, love?”

Needless to say, you weren’t leaving his dorm any time soon.

…

This was supposed to be a drabble. Oops. 🫠

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[justice-maul]

Promises~ Young Tony Stark x Top Male Reader | College Au

Summary: Reader is sharing a dorm with Tony Stark and they often fight thanks to Tony being an immature entitled dick so the Reader decided to put him in his place

word count: 2,432

Author note: I’ve been reading more young tony stark fics and can’t find any good male reader ones so in the words of Thanos, “fine I’ll do it myself”

Warning(s)⚠: Sub Tony, spit, hair pulling, blow job (Reader receiving), finger sucking, p in a, Reader has a huge dick, a little bit of nipple play, taking off condom in the middle of sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), and breeding

You sighed dramatically as you saw the mess in the sink once again your lazy roommate didn’t do his job.

Anthony Edward Stark was the last and the worst person you expected to room with but it did make sense because you were both the same age despite both being the youngest at MIT

he was a genius with no common sense or human decency and though you acted normal with him at first you eventually got fed up with his attitude and rudeness, so you started treating him with the same energy he gave you.

so you marched towards his room steam basically blowing out of your ears as you knocked on his door once, then twice, and immediately you barged the door hitting the wall

“Anthony,” you said with pure malice in your tone as he shot up immediately and the girl beside him groaned in her sleep

“Jeez, do you knock?” He said rubbing his eyes as he slowly got up from the covers

“I did. Twice. You forget to do all of your chores and you brought home a girl while I was sleeping making way too much noise” Tony chuckled at that last part as he tried to find the rest of his clothes in the dark

“I’ll do it later don’t worry about it,” He lazily replied

“You have one more chance Anthony, I’m not joking.” You said

“Ok well I promise I’ll do it later, alright cross my heart,” he said ironically

“I’ll hold you to that.” You scoffed out slamming the door shut going to the kitchen to make yourself some breakfast before class

You watched as the girl left his room with tony giving her a kiss and saying he will see her later, same thing he said to every other girl he brought back to the dorm

“He probably doesn’t even know her name” you mumbled scoffing at the sight before putting your stuff away and heading off to class

When you first moved in Tony took no time in claiming the largest room with the largest bed which ticked you off because he didn’t even give you room to argue, you were sure that he only did that because of how entitled he was.

The entire school day you were thinking about what you were going to do to Anthony when he didn’t go through with his promise the pure excitement on your face being subtle but very clear

At the end of the day you walked back to your dorm and settled down before finally looking in the kitchen to find the sink dirty the trash full and the entire dorm an absolute mess.

You took the liberty of cleaning everything with nothing but a calm expression on your face before Anthony got home from yet another party as you plopped yourself down on the couch after making yourself a drink

“Yeah I’ll definitely be there you can count on it” you heard him laugh as he clicked the door shut walking in with a dumb smile on his face wearing a black shirt with a collared jacket on that was now wrinkled and messy

“Hey Anthony,” you said in the calmest voice possible as he jumped back and put a hand over his chest trying to calm himself down

“God you just love scaring the crap out of me huh” he laughed almost nervously clearly knowing exactly what he did wrong

“Hmm let me guess you just forget the promise you made me? Or were you busy this time?“you said staring him dead in the face anger slowly building up inside of you

“I- well I had to kinda…” he stuttered scratching the back of his neck while trying to come up with a way out as you sat up and slowly walked towards him

“You know what Anthony I’m so tired of your bitchy attitude and your empty goddamn promises, you're selfish and you never take anything seriously your the most annoying person in the goddamn world!” You said as you backed him against a wall pinning him there with one arm

He looked up at you with a different expression from earlier that sent a shiver throughout your body but you weren’t going to give up that easy so you grabbed his chin and forced him to look up at you

“Do you have any idea how much work I had to cover for you? How much sleep I had to miss or time to do my own work?” You said pure anger coursing through you

“I can… make it up to you, make it…” he looked down at your pants hinting slightly before making eye contact again “worth your while” his voice barely above a whisper now.

You both just stared at each other silently, both not knowing what to say until he opened his mouth and took in your thumb sucking on the tip slightly

You wanted to pull your hand away and yell at him but you were too shocked to do anything, just watching his every movement that made you feel so unbelievably aroused, as he treated it like a cock

he licked your thumb before releasing it from his mouth with a string of spit still connecting it to his pretty lips that you wanted to ruin so badly

you wanted to fight back the urge to give in to his sexual antics but even you couldn’t deny the fact he was attractive, and at this moment he was downright gorgeous

You removed your thumb and grabbed his hair with the same hand pulling him closer and kissing him roughly as he wrapped his arms around your neck letting your tongue inside his mouth

After what felt like hours of you two making out, he reached his hand to your cock and slowly rubbed up and down as you groaned into him and he repeated the motion teasing your dick as his hand glided down your cock

You pulled him by his hair off of you as he tried to catch his breath, taking your other hand you rubbed his now plump lips as he looked up at you with a pleading face begging you to ruin him

“Let’s see what else your pretty mouth could do,” you whispered out leaning close against his lips and watching as he slowly sank down to his knees and unbuckled your belt using his teeth to unzip your pants

Eager to see your dick, he shimmed your shorts off your cock almost hitting his face as he starred for a moment stunned before grabbing it, he looked up at you with doe eyes as you gave him the ok

He licked a long stripe on the underside of your cock, before moving to suck on your tip and finally taking you all in while rubbing what he couldn’t fit in his mouth as his moans vibrated around your cock

“You know if you used your mouth …Shit, for more things like this we wouldn’t have had a problem in the first place Anthony,” you groaned as he started to deep throat your cock, bobbing his head

He choked as he took more of you in his mouth, his nose was pressed against your stomach as he struggled to breath gasping and releasing your completely wet cock from his mouth,

“You’re so fucking huge,” he said softly licking a stripe on your slit, sucking off the precum before taking you back in his mouth as tears started falling out of the corners of his eyes

he jacked you off with his hand and gagged on the rest of your cock looking up at you with tear-stained cheeks as you ran your fingers through his hair

You felt yourself getting closer, feeling it build in your stomach as you yanked him by his hair off of your cock and jacked yourself off while he looked up at you and stuck his tongue out in an erotic manner

That was the final push you needed as you released all over his face getting it everywhere on his cheeks, his lips, and some on his tongue as he swallowed it down eagerly

He swiped the cum off his face and licked it teasingly staring back up at you as he licked the rest off his lips which were now bruised with a beautiful red and pink hue

“What else do you want me to do?” He said with a glint in his eyes that showed utter excitement while biting his bottom lip which turned an even darker color

“Depends, how much farther are you willing to go?” You asked pulling back up your pants as Tony smirked up at you

“As far as you want me to,” he said through his lashes as you grabbed his collar and pulled him up towards you and he stumbled into your arms

You yanked him towards his room, opening the door and pushing him in before slamming it and pinning him against the wall

You immediately kissed him more tenderly with more passion and fire burning inside of you, slowly moving your lips against his as he regained his balance and leaned into the kiss softly sighing into you

You grabbed his waist and deepened the kiss pushing your knee against his crotch grinding it down on his hardened cock as he gasped into you, his hips were moving in sync with your knee long moans leaving his mouth

You pulled away from the kiss removing your knee as he lightly groaned and you both tried to catch your breath, smelling his cologne from how close you were

“Do you have any condoms on you?” You said looking at him as he slowly nodded regaining his composure as you moved back giving him room

“Yeah, let me… get them,” he breathed out before walking over to his drawer and rummaging around, finally pulling out three condoms and flashing them to you

“Here, this will probably last us,” he said setting them on his nightstand as he turned towards you nervously waiting for you to make a move.

Walking towards him you grabbed his chin and tilting his head up as you started to kiss up his neck, he grabbed at your shirt pulling you closer to him

You pushed him down on the bed and he looked up at you with those honeyed eyes of his as you traced his jawline with your hand and he leaned into your touch breath hitching

You begin tracing his neckline before tugging on his top signaling him to take it off as you did the same removing your shirt before backing him up into his large bed

You pushed on his bare chest making his back hit the bed, as you removed his pants along with yours throwing them off to the side, he watched you intently being the most silent he’s ever been

“Aren’t you cute when you finally close your fucking mouth” you mockingly said to him as he let out a small whimper, you positioned yourself between his legs

You reached over to his bedside table grabbed a bottle of lube and pulled down his boxers before you poured some on your fingers and traced his rim

“Shit,” He hissed at the coldness and the sudden touch as you then prodded your finger into his hole as he let out a small noise, you began to loosen him up getting him ready for your large cock

You finally loosened his hole up enough and positioned yourself in front of his entrance as you grabbed his thighs spreading them apart and slowly pushed yourself in as he groaned

“Oh, f-fuck,” he moaned out at the feeling of you finally bottoming him out, you gave him time to adjust as he held on to your shoulders for support as he finally relaxed around your length

You began to move and slightly rocked your hips moving back and forth quickly growing faster in your movements until Tony was leaving marks on your body and throwing his head back as loud moans left his mouth

“I can feel you fucking into me,” he shuddered out as long moans left him he tried to muffle the noise with his hand but small whines and whimpers escaped his mouth

You slammed your hips against his prostate causing him to let out a moan as you started to fuck against it repeatedly abusing his sweet spot as his moans echoed throughout the room

You moved rough and slow against him fucking his hole as breathy whines erupted from his throat, you reached over and began to tweak his nipples as he gasped letting you play with buds in your hand

You moved more animalistic against him fucking into him with pure hunger as you practically abused his gaping cunt as he let out loud sobs at the impact and hardness of your thrusts

He loudly groaned covering his face with his hands as his entire body was shaking and his red cock was standing tall leaking precum as he felt his orgasm approaching as he started leaving scratch marks on your shoulders

Leaning over you sloppily gave him an open mouth kiss tonguing him as he tried to messily kiss you back reaching a hand down to stroke his own cock feeling his orgasm build up in his stomach

He finally came throwing his head back in pure bliss before letting out a choked whimper as your movements didn’t still against his throbbing hole and he practically screamed

“Take it off… I want it inside” he panted as you pulled out and removed your condom before pushing slowly back into him moving fast and hard once more as he whimpered

You fucked him at your own pace chasing your release as your thrusts moved faster against him before slowing down and finally spilling your load into him leaving him a gasping mess

You removed your cock only to watch your cum trickle out of his gaping cunt and his entire body a blush red his chest heaving, you leaned down kissing up his chest to sooth him as he hummed

“We should definitely do that again,” he said catching his breath and handing you another condom as you laid down next to him chuckling

“As long as you keep your promises,” you said as he rolled his eyes scoffing and you both laughed

Anthony kept his promises and in return, you rewarded him each time and established a relationship together. Living at the dorms with Anthony Stark became much better and you finally got along and managed to have a good year with him by your side.

Oh and you guys decided to share the big room (more like you made him but whatever 😂)

~The End~

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[tonysslut]

𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝚳𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

✿ - fluff ✩ - smut ࿏ - angst

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or republished to any site. This is all purely for fun and fictional, not meant to represent the actual person in any circumstance. Please pay attention to the warnings. They are there for a reason.

✩ dessert for breakfast - tony decides to skip breakfast and have you instead.

✩ training - seeing you train with steve rubs tony the wrong way

✩ put a baby in me ✿ pt.2 - seeing tony holding a baby has your mind running wild with the thought of starting a family.

✩ good morning - you and tony wake up with a need to please each other.

✩ tony weakness - you discover one of tony's kinks

✩ i'm yours - you admit to tony that you're a virgin

✩ together - you suggest something new to try out in the bedroom

✩ honeymoon - the first night of your honeymoon

✩ the dress - tony doesn't like the outfit you picked to go out

✩ make a mess - tony wants to try something new

✩ distraction - you almost blow your mission when tony walks in

✩ the bigger, the better - the size difference between the two of you makes things a little extra exciting

✩ vanilla scented pt.2 - tony misses you on his work trip and uses a special video of you to satisfy his need for you.

✩ worship - tony helps you relax after a long day

✿✩ the wedding - the day you marry tony

✩ nsfw alphabet

✩ sneaking out - you sneak out of the house in order to avoid tony ripping your clothes into sherds again, only to find him waiting for you when you get back.

✩ the gala - your neediness gets you in trouble

✩✿ lab partners - a movie night leads to tony expressing his love for you

✩ surprise - you find a special way to wake tony up

✩ the bet - your stubbornness leaves you deprived

✩ choke me - you discover a new kink

✿ the proposal - your christmas present comes with an extra surprise

✿ waiting for a baby - moments throughout your pregnancy

✩ the road trip - you get impatient and decide to reach your release yourself, hoping to persuade Tony

✩ his gold chain - tony's gold necklace becomes a temptation

࿏ bend the rules - you finally decide to confront tony, but things don't go as planned.

✩ misbehaving - you interrupt tony’s meeting

࿏ the return home - tony comes home after the final battle, but he's unrecognizable

✩ holding back - tony tried being gentle, but he just can't hold back anymore

✩✿ kiwi - you use your safe word

࿏ betrayal - you fall out of love with tony

✩ forbidden desires - tony takes you to the bathroom for a quickie

✩ possessive - tony gets possessive when he sees you interacting with another man at his gala

✿ he loves me, he loves me not - your sugar daddy/baby relationship becomes more than what it was meant to be

✩ spare parts - tony can't stop working on a car so you distract him

✩ take control - you help tony relax

✩ just your boss - late night in the office brings you closer to your boss

✩✿ the starks - drabbles and mini-stories of y/n and tony’s relationship through the years.

✩✿࿏ i could be better boyfriend than him - steve disappears after the accords, leaving you without a way to contact or track him down. heartbroken and vulnerable, tony builds you back up again. what happens when steve decides to show up again?

✩✿࿏ just my boss - one late night at the office brings you closer to your boss in ways you didn't expect. will you end up regretting your decision? or will you own it and see where things go?

✩ tony’s top 5 kinks

✩ tony’s top 5 positions

✩ mob boss tony

✿ getting tony's name tattooed on your body

✿ tony gets your name tattooed on his body

✿✩ helping tony shave

✩ phone sex

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[nyxindustries]

After The Parents | Tony Stark

Fandom: Mcu(Marvel Cinematic Universe)

Pairing: Tony Stark X reader, Tony stark x Female reader, Young Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: 18+ Minors Do NOT Interact! Sexual Intercourse, Meeting Tony parents (Nice Maria and Howard) Aftercare, Slight praise kink, BREIF cum play( If you squint) Oral Play ( M receiving), explicit languages, explicit content.

| Part 1 | Masterlist |

Arriving outside of Tony Parent's house as you felt your nerves hit you like a truck.

Glancing over at Tony as he put the car in park and looks back at you.

“You’ll be okay. They are going to love you.” Tony says and you nod

“I'm nervous! Your dad is Howard Stark and you know I’m a massive fan of his work and industry.” You say quietly, Tony chuckles.

“Which makes you even more perfect, get my dad talking about his industry and what we do in class, get my mom talking about baking and anything else that’s not related to my father's business. You’ll be okay.” Tony says and you nod softly.

Seeing the front door open as your nerves hit you like a truck. Tony kisses you quickly as he got out of the car and places the keys in his pocket. Tony walks over to your side, opening the door like he usually does for you.

Getting out as you smile softly, “Thank you, Tony” you say, and he closes the door as he takes your hand.

“No need to say Thank you.” Tony says as you giggle, “watch it the steps here are a bit weird” Tony says as you then look up at the giant mansion they own. Gorgeous house, the scheme almost brings modern white and black for the time of the 90s.

Going up the steps carefully as you saw Maria and Howard Stark standing at the door with wide smiles. You made sure you came with the most beautiful dresses and the most covered-up dress you had. It was a black dress that came down to your knees, it was spaghetti, so you had a jacket to cover up your arms, and you wore small wedges and not heels. You put on simple jewelry with the help of Tony.

Smiling at his parents

“Oh, You must be Y/n!” His mother says and she smiles.

“I am. Mr. And Mrs. Stark!” You say, and they smile almost instantly.

“Please Y/n it’s Howard and Maria,” Howard says, and you nod.

“Of course.” You say as they walked inside and you and Tony followed behind.

“Beautiful home.” You say as Howard smiles

“Thank you! I invested a lot in my company and home to make my wife and son comfortable along with happiness.” Howard says.

“You’re doing a wonderful job, especially with your business, by the way, huge congratulations on getting that contract. I keep up with Stark Industries because I’m writing my Bachelor final on the impact you leave on the work, Mr.S-… Howard.” You say, and Howard turns to you.

“Why thank you. You are very knowledgeable then. We could use someone like you at Stark Industries. I heard you're getting into a path to get your Ph.D. too.” Howard says, and you nod.

“Yes, yes, I want to get my doctorate in Engineering and Physics, if anything, probably chemistry too. Hoping, one day, I could work at your company.” You say, and Howard nods with great respect at you.

“Well, I wish you all the best! You’ll be fine! I’ll help you with job searching and so will Tony if you get what I mean.” Howard says and you nod as Tony smiles. You just won Howard over, that’s for sure. You can see Maria smiling over at you, she likes you, but you haven’t won her over yet.

“Oh please! Enough with the business, let’s eat dinner! I made just enough for everyone.” Maria says as you guys walk into the dining room, which is a huge dining room with pictures and family portraits on one wall against the white wall with some gray decor too.

Seeing the food set out on a table as Tony walks up to a chair, pulling your chair out like he always does when you guys go to eat somewhere or even at home occasionally. Home means, you moved in with Tony two months ago after dating for about a couple of months now since the first wonderful date.

“Oh! You cook! I love cooking too, but I do love baking, but can never find the time with school and working as of right now.” You say, and Maria lit up.

“Yes! I love baking! I made some of my famous coconut cream pie for tonight. Not only that, but I hope you like coconut.”

“Like? No, I love it. It’s going to be delicious, I can tell.” You say and Maria laughs

“I like you already! Tony! You choose a good one!” Maria says and you smile more, turning red.

“Thank you, mom,” Tony says as he finally sits down with the rest of us as he took off his jacket.

“Mom, the food looks wonderful. “ Tony says and you nod.

“It does, and smells it too!” You say and everyone chuckled softly with you.

“Oh dig in!” Maria says as everyone began serving themselves, but Tony grabs your plate as you smile at him as he began serving you.

“You didn’t have to,” you say quietly and Tony chuckled

“Yeah or you would have been too shy to do so,” Tony says as he put the gravy on the mashed potatoes on your plate before placing it in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say quietly and Tony shakes his head

Maria and Howard watched the interaction as they look at each other, it reminded them of themselves when they were younger.

“So, Y/n what do your parents do? I mean they must be supportive of all of your big plans” Howard asks, and you sigh quietly as you look down for a moment

“My father is very supportive, he is the reason I am the way I am. My father is my whole world to me, He is a blue-collar worker, he’s a construction worker. Loves building things, he's always fixing something around our house.” You say with a soft smile, and Howard and Maria smile back.

“That’s wonderful, What about your mother?” Maria asks and you look at her.

“My mother died when I was 10, breast cancer… Before she got diagnosed, She was a nurse.” You say, and Howard sighs.

“I apologize for your loss.” They both say and you nod.

“Thank you,” you say and Howard nods as you all begin eating in silence.

“You mentioned work? What do you do besides school” Maria says

“I work at the hospital, Just an in-training clinical position, I help nurses take vitals and check people in and communicate with other staff, things like that.” You say and Maria smiles

“That’s lovely!” She says, and you giggle softly.

“Thank you!” You say and Tony smiled at you, but more as everyone began eating. The conversation carried on at the table until the end of dinner.

—

Helping clear the table with Maria as Tony and Howard went on to talk about the business part of Stark Industries.

“Here’s the rest of the plates from the table, Maria!” You say as you hand them to Maria as she cleans the rest of them.

Going back out as you cleared the rest of the hot sauce and whatnot and helped her put those away, then grab a rag and wipe the table clean.

“So, what made you interested in my son?” She asks as you chuckle, completely caught off guard by the question.

“Tony… he asked me first in the middle of a rainstorm with a rose. I don’t know at first I was never interested in him, then we worked together in school, then I didn't know I just fell in love with him. Then, when he asked to take me on a date all I could think is yes, yes he’s the perfect one for me, he’s gentle and kind, knows how to take care of me, and doesn’t stop at anything, he always motivates me to do better, and I do the way from him, I help him, and he helps me. We both put effort into this, and it’s both a 50/50 commitment we meet each other in the middle, it just works with each other. I just love him for that.” You say and Maria smiles at you.

“We'll, I’ll tell him he got a good girl!” She says, and you laugh as you help her dry the dishes

“Thank you! Thank you for the wonderful dinner and conversation. It’s been a pleasure meeting Howard and you. Thank you for having me in your home too!” You say full of gratitude as she nods.

“No sweetheart, it was my pleasure!” She says as the both of you finish the dishes.

“Let me show you pictures of when Tony was a baby! You're just going to love it!” Maria says as she leads you to the living room. Sitting down as she grabs a scrapbook, sitting down next to you as she opens it, to see baby pictures of Tony litter the first page.

“This is when I first gave birth to him, Howard was so excited but so nervous to be parenting,” Maria says, and you chuckle, flipping through the scrapbook.

“Oh! Look at this picture! He’s too cute.” You say as there’s a picture of him in the bathtub with a bucket on his head, and he’s playing with toys in the bath.

“Oh my god! This adorable, why does he have a bucket on his head though” You ask through your small fit of laughter with Maria.

“I know! So he was so tired in that picture, but I wouldn’t let him go to bed dirty from playing outside and he wanted the bucket on his head to feel like a superhero” Maria made you burst out laughing even more.

At that moment, Tony and Howard walked in with massive smiles and then Tony realized what you are looking for.

“Oh, mom! No!” Tony says, and you laugh

“Look at this adorable picture of you,” you say as Maria handed you the scrapbook, and you held it up to show him the bathtub picture.

Tony gets embarrassed as he sits down next to you and Howard laughs.

“Don’t embarrass our son, Maria,” Howard says and Maria smiles.

“I’m not! I’m just showing her cute photos of Tony!” Maria says as you give her the scrapbook, and she puts it away.

“Okay, who wants dessert?!” Maria alas and you look at Tony as he nods.

“Yes, I would love some,” you say, and Tony smile as he grabs your hand.

Howard began talking as Maria went into the kitchen, and began a big conversation about Tony and the baking Maria did.

—

Slowly getting up as Tony closes the conversation to get ready to leave. It’s about 11p.m. You have work and school tomorrow, while Tony has work at Stark Industries tomorrow.

“Bye mom and dad,” Tony says, hugging them tightly as you smile, then you feel Maria pull you into a hug.

“It was wonderful meeting you!” You say and Maria smiles.

“You are just remarkable, dear! I like you!” Maria says, and you laugh.

“Thank you, thank you so much for having me over. I quite enjoy it. Wonderful meeting you and Howard.” You say to Maria, who nods gracefully, as then you felt Howhug you.

“I have a feeling you’ll be around for a long while,” he says, and you laugh

“Thank you and I hope I am,” you say pulling away from him as Tony gave him his jacket since it was cold out tonight. Having the warmth of Tony's jacket and his hand in yours.

Walking down the steps of his parent's house as you turn and wave to them politely as Tony helps you into the car as he gets into waving his parents’ bye.

Tony starts up the car as you look at him with a huge smile.

“What?” He asks and you just shake your head.

“You have wonderful parents, I adore them” You say.

“Good because my parents really like you too!” Tony says and you smile

“I’m glad! I really did try my best to be a good girlfriend” you say as Tony begins driving, and he laughs.

“I know you were outstanding, baby girl” Tony says, and you chuckle softly as you lean over and kiss him softly on the cheek.

—

Arriving at home, as you sigh out in relief, you can finally take these shoes off.

Getting out of the car with Tony as he opens the door, and you smile at him.

“Home!” You say, and he chuckles with a nod as he locks the door, and you take your jacket off and your shoes immediately.

Feeling Tony pull you in from behind and his hands roam your body.

“Tony-…what are you doing?” You say, and he laughs in your ear as you feel him kiss your neck.

“You were just so incredible with my parents, and they liked you because you were sweet and innocent when I know you're not” he says, and you chuckle softly.

“Oh really? Am I not?” You say and Tony shakes his head as you walk him holding you to the kitchen to put the leftover, Maria insists you take home in the fridge.

Tony, still holding you as he began to massage your breast and your push forward on the kitchen counter.

“Tony, what are you all hot and bothered about?” You question

“You do and especially in that dress” he says, and you chuckle as you feel his hands run underneath your dress.

“Well, you're most certainly not going to fuck me on this counter now. Bed now” you whisper to him, playfully pushing him away from you. Going quickly upstairs as Tony chases you up, making you laugh.

Getting to the bedroom as you are already taking off your dress with a considerable smirk on your face, Tony watching you from the doorway as you throw the dress somewhere, just leaving you in panties and a bra.

Tony stripped his button-up shirt off as he pulls your half naked body into his as he kisses you passionately.

“You're just everything I ever wanted” he says, and you smile

“You're everything I want…” you say and as you push Tony onto the bed as you straddled him, kissing him more than Tony hand reaches behind you, undoing your bra quickly with one hand.

Kissing Tony as you slowly began going down, and Tony watches you with pure lust as began taking his pants off. Getting to his underwear as you saw his giant tent sticking up in your face causing you to lick your lips as you strip his underwear down and his cock sprung up at you.

Grabbing his cock firmly at the base as you put your mouth over his tip, and stroking his cock as you began bobbing your head more, making Tony groan out.

Sucking and licking his cock for a couple of moments as you move your hand from, start deepthroating his cock. Tony groans out more and more as his hand goes to your hair, pushing you down further as you begin gagging on him.

“Mm fuck baby, suck my cock just like that.” He says as he begins bobbing your head for you as you just up at him, letting him use your mouth like a toy.

Tony goes faster as you move your head now at the pace as he slowly lets go of your head to watch you, sucking Tony a lot faster as your tongue slides around all over his cock, teasing it especially when your tongue twirls around the tip, Tony favorite spot to feel your tongue on.

“Mm fuck, I’m going to come in that sweet little mouth of yours.” Tony says as he's thrusting his hips up making his cock hit the back of your throat, you took it the big girl you are.

Keeping your mouth on Tony as you felt his cock twitch in your mouth as you began sucking harder and Tony began cumming in your mouth.

Pulling your mouth away as you made sure you drain his cock with your mouth.

Looking up at him as he watched some of his ejaculate drip out of your mouth as you swallow the load in your mouth.

“Such a good girl.” Tony says as he grabs your face gently pulling you up, as flips you onto the bed, towering over you.

Placing himself at his entrance as you gasp, feeling him in you.

“Mhm fuck” you moan out as he began thrusting fast giving you no time to adjust or anything which you didn’t mind.

Moaning softly as you, he thrusts faster into your wet and tight pussy.

Staring up at Tony with full love and lust in your eyes as he stares back at you, thrusting harder in you.

“Fuck-Tony!” You moan out as he grabs you by the hips, thrusting harder as you felt his hand move up to your breasts and quickly flick at them, massage them with pleasure with one hand. Then, feeling his other hand go back down to your kiss as he began massaging your clit.

Getting louder as you rolled your hips from the pleasure. Grabbing the sheets in pleasure as then, Tony pulled you into your knees as he went on his knees, thrusting up into you.

Tony burying his face into your neck shoulder giving you kisses and hockey’s to have the next day, as your hand ran through his messy hair as you moaned into his ear, you began bouncing harder on him.

Your stomach swelling almost with pleasure as you and him picked up the pace greatly, knowing both of you guys are close, Tony feeling your pussy clench against his cock, making him groan.

“Fuck I’m going to come” you moan out, and he nods in response

“Me too” he says as he thrusts faster into, now dropping you into the bed, flipping you to your side as laid down next to you. Putting his cock in you quickly as he held your leg up and began thrusting into your side away. As you buried your face into a pillow to cover up your loud moans.

Tony grabs your face quickly as he looks at you, and you look back at him, kissing him.

“Fuck, let me hear those pretty little moans.” He says, and you couldn't say any words when Tony starts drilling into you, gripping you by the hips tightly and biting into your shoulder making you scream out in pleasure.

“FUCK! FUCK.” You scream as Tony smirks and without any warning you begin cumming all over his cock. Tony thrusts harder knowing your sensitive right now. You sure as hell was, your legs began shaking as thrusts got more sloppier and your moans got heavier. Reaching his orgasm even more

"Shit baby…I’m gonna cum in your sweet little pussy" he says in to your way

"Fuck yes please do! " you moan out as Tony did one final hard thrust into you, as he began cumming in you.

Tony groans into your ear as you smile softly in response, feeling his want cum in you.

"Oh fuck….that’s was so good" you say as Tony slowly pulls out of you with semi soft cock now.

"Yes it was…You can fool my parents but you can’t fool me. You are nowhere near innocent" he says as he slowly sits up, smacking your ass as look at your pussy , all the cum dripping.

Tony putting a finger in, making you moan softly as his finger got covered in cum and yours.

Tony brings up as he holds your chin and mouth open, sticking your tongue out as wrap your mouth around his cum covered finger.

"Yeah baby taste me and you mixed in together." He says as he watches you slurp it all up. Tony gives you a hard final smack to your clit, making you jump in pleasure.

"Let’s go take a shower" he says as he gets up and walks to the bathroom, your eyes following him with a smile as you slowly get up to follow him.

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[elissanatok]

TONY STARK!

when Tony was young, you were his world but he just couldn't bring himself to tell you

pairing: young Tony Stark x fem!reader

warnings: NSFW, angst? , english is not my first language

word count: 1,01k

let me know what you think!! reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback are highly appreciated <33

Your laugher filled the halls of the big empty house the Starks resided in. Running through the big doors, the ones that were not locked, you enjoyed being chased by Tony. His shadows seemed to taunt you as you tried to figure out his hiding spot in the dining room, breathing heavily.

Tony watched. His soft lips grinning like the Cheshire cat, while his eyes trailed your body, then your face. God, he loved the way your mouth seemed to always be calling him, your eyes seemed to always be haunting him. Their striking color tattooed in his mind. He was sure he could never forget.

Your breasts heaved up and down as you were trying to catch your breath and the young Stark boy couldn't help but bite the inside of his cheek, tempted. His ego wouldn't normally allow him to leave his hiding spot, but he knew he would always make excuses for you.

He started sneaking up behind you, but you were so focused on your own breath that you didn't hear his until it fanned against your neck. you turned around, shocked, while holding your hand over your heart. You shot him a crooked smile, loving the way his eyes told you everything his mouth couldn't.

You both knew that without you, the grieving of his parents would have ended in much worse scenarios than pissing himself while being drunk. You both knew that the last time before he would leave this house forever would have looked quite different than chasing each other and giggling loudly.

You were confident enough to say that he loved you and that you sure as hell loved him – but he wasn't.

You didn't pressure him in saying it, but you wished for nothing more than to hear it, see it scribbled on a little note or be shown by little, heartwarming gifts. You knew you were the one who had told him that you didn't want any gifts, but flowers wouldn't hurt. You were his angel. That's what he called you, that's what he told you and it was endearing enough for that smart brain of yours to stick around for years.

Trailing his brown orbs down to your legs, oh he loved your legs, you caressed his shoulders lovingly. "Got you baby.", he murmured, making you gulp, knowing the tone of his voice exactly. Slowly he trailed his hands up your hips, shoving your black jeans skirt up. "So soft, so pretty.", he whispered swiping a finger over your satin slip. "New?", he asked, already knowing the answer. He knew his girls panties well. You nodded, chewing your lip, before tucking on his band shirt. "I want to fuck you one last time in my bed, yeah? One last time baby." You nodded. In your mind he already had you down on your knees.

Scooping you up, his hands on your bum, you left soft bites around his neck, leaving a trail of marks. You licked his earlobe, knowing he loved it.

Tony unlocked his old bedroom door. It was even more unpersonal than before, but he didn't care as he threw you on the fresh sheets. You released a giggle as you bounced up and down, but stopped when he took of his shirt. Without another word, he opened your skirt button and slid it down your legs. He trailed a finger over the wet spot only created for him. "I'm tempted to leave them on." He kissed your button over the silk, earning a ragged breath from you.

"Tony.", you breathed, trailing your hands under your top, playing with your already hard nipples. Looking up at you, his eyes darkened even more. Tearing of your shirt, you shuddered. Tony wasn't a softy in bed. He liked you fucked wholeheartedly and to complete exhaustion, so when he started wildly licking your breasts, while shoving two fingers inside of you, pumping fast, you weren't startled knowing he was going to have you see stars in a minute. Gripping his neck, you pulled his head up kissing him hard. He scrunched his eyebrows. God, she's so perfect. "I'm going to...", you moaned, making him halt all his motions. You looked at him bewildered. "I want you to come around me baby. Can you do that for me?", he asked looking at you with adoration. "Yes please, please, please.", you wimpered. Not waiting any longer, he took his pants off. You watched as he pumped himself a few times before slamming into you. With fast and hard strokes, he became a moaning mess above you. He was loud and you loved it. "Fuck.", you moaned, raking your hands thru his soft locks. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

He looked up from watching himself get lost in you and locked eyes. They twinkled. You loved that too. "Tony!" You clenched, making him clench his jaw. "I-I-", you started, but were stopped from your eyes rolling into the back of your head, while he kept pounding into you. He slapped your breast watching your soft skin get red. You moaned loud as you came, your nails dugging into his back. Filling you up he slowed down, breathing hard. "Such a pretty pussy. Your so pretty angel. So good for me.", he cooed as he looked down at your messy self. His eyes twinkled. He called you angel. You loved that. "I love you."

You said it before. A few 'love yous' here and there, but this seemed intimate, and you could see your heart breaking in the look of his eyes. He sat up abruptly. "We should leave.", "Tony.", you pleaded, feeling the tears well up in your eyes. "Don't do that. I'm begging you." You knew Tony Stark. And you knew the moment you said those words to him, looking into his eyes, you would be sleeping alone tonight.

"Lets go." He left the room. Left the house. Leaving you naked on his old bed.

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[inkedbybarnes]

unclear

bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary: everyone thinks you're dating bucky, except yourself.

word count: 2.4k

warnings: 18+ minors dni. miscommunication (i love this trope, sue me), angst with a happy fluffy ending, quite stubborn reader, implied smut if you squint, usage of petnames such as baby and doll. lowercase for basically everything.

i haven't finished anything in decades, but i suddenly had an idea just now and decided to write it down. surprisingly, i finished it? might have a lot of mistakes and such since i haven't proofread it yet. also, sorry for using lowercase for this, i kinda like how it looks. hope you enjoy this one!

dividers by @cafekitsune!

comments, reblogs, and likes are highly appreciated. thank you! ♡

“you're confusing me. so... you're not dating bucky?'

wanda tilted her head, confusion etched on her face as you spent your weekly girl's night with natasha. it usually consisted of eating food you all desired, drinking until you got wasted, and spilling secrets to one another.

although tonight, you weren't sure if you had any secrets to spill.

"as far as i know, no. we're just friends, teammates. nothing else," you answered with a heavy sigh. "can we talk about something else?"

"hold your horses, young lady! we are not skipping this topic again. you obviously want a label but he isn't giving you one!" wanda protested. she has been constantly asking about you and bucky's relationship for the past weeks, and you always had the same answer. you don't know.

"have you never talked about it with bucky? he looks at you like you'd get lost if he looks away for a second. not a single soul in the tower would think that you're just friends," natasha interjected, taking another sip from the bottle of beer she held. she had a point, as always. "if he's just playing with you, which i highly doubt for barnes, then just end whatever that is. you deserve better than having doubts and confusion, babe."

you've tried asking him multiple times, but every attempt felt like you were stepping on his boundaries. after years of being controlled by hydra, you knew it was possible that he'd hate the feeling of being rushed and entering a relationship that could potentially feel like a cage to him.

but natasha was right. your "relationship" was no longer anything friendly. he sleeps in your bed, claiming he slept better in it, and wakes up beside you to shower you with kisses. none of you even tried to hide it after some time. you always cooked your meals and ate them together, casually feeding one another and stealing kisses in between. you even stopped going on dates and you had no idea if you were exclusive. you deserved to know what your relationship with bucky was, but you were too scared to lose everything once you asked.

"we're not dating. i only see him as a friend, so you can both stop worrying about me." you lied through your teeth, your chest aching as you realised how stupid this was. you sighed and faked a smile, shifting the attention to natasha. "so, tell me about your date with steve! how was the first ever date of captain america since the 40s?"

wanda was distracted by the question, immediately bombarding the now blushing widow with questions. on the other hand, your mind flew away for a minute, finally deciding to get an answer from bucky.

the annual ball that tony stark held for, well, nearly anyone, was nearing. you only had two weeks left, and you haven't even gone out to find something to wear. it was hard to find any motivation to do all that effort when the person you've been waiting to ask you as his date hasn't asked you yet.

although, bucky had a tendency to get shy and hold back. you knew that. so here you were, standing behind the doors to the gym, knowing that bucky would be training at this hour. you still haven't asked him the question you were supposed to ask him, so you decided to do it all at once.

after you've finished your small pep talk, you opened the door to enter the room and your first instinct was to search for bucky.

considering that he was a huge chunk of a man, he was easy to find. however, the sight of him standing in front of a woman that was too close for your comfort wasn't delightful.

he didn't see you entering the room since he was facing the opposite direction, conversing with the agent that happened to be training as well. she had the sweetest and flirtiest smile on her face, bringing her hand up to his arm, slowly caressing it. you didn't mean to easily hear their conversation as you walked closer.

"so, do you happen to have someone for me to have as a date for the ball? i don't want to be lonely on that night, sergeant," the agent said with an extra pout, swaying her hips side to side like a child asking for candy.

"oh, yeah? i think i have someone for you," bucky replied, breaking your heart into pieces with how enthusiastic he was with his answer. "i'm sure you'll—"

you sniffed. unconsciously. not knowing that your tears were already falling, causing your nose to get stuffy. how pathetic, you thought.

your little sniff caught the attention of both the agent and bucky, looking at you in shock. although, the girl was more pleasantly surprised than the opposite. thankfully, you already had your tears wiped before they could see them.

"oh, we didn't see you there!" she greeted you with your name. "we were just talking about our date for this year's ball. who are you bringing?"

"i haven't decided yet, no one's worth it even if i try," you answered bitterly. "so you're going together?"

before bucky could answer, the agent already had her arm wrapped around his, happily smiling at your question. "yeah! amazing, right? i actually thought you two had a thing, but i guess not. glad things worked out in the end."

and that was your last straw. "well, enjoy yourselves. i have to go and find natasha."

you turned to leave, ignoring the loud calls of bucky. you were glad that you never asked him about your relationship and the ball. you were going to be hurt either way.

you spent the next hours stuck in your room, body covered with a thick sheet as you ranted about your frustrations to friday.

it was silly, you knew that, but you refused to call natasha and wanda to remind you of your stupidity and decided to let an ai robot listen to your problems instead.

"and he even flirted back! answering coyly like a teenager. he's 107 years old, fri!" you whined, not noticing the new nickname you've given the alternative intelligence. "ugh, now i have a broken heart and no date in sight. how did it get to this?"

"perhaps you must discuss this matter with sergeant barnes first. your conversation ended quite abruptly with no clear conclusion."

"no, i don't want the truth rubbed on my face," you said, grabbing another piece of tissue to sneeze in. "you restricted him from entering my room, right?"

friday answered with a yes, then you thanked her for listening and decided to get some sleep after tirelessly crying for hours. you knew you had a team meeting with the avengers in a bit, but you couldn't bring yourself to even walk a few steps.

your sleep ended and you were woken up with friday's reminder that it was time for dinner with the team.

with a groan, you pushed yourself off your bed. bucky would be there, but you were too hungry to care. it would be awkward, of course, but you had to face him at some point anyway.

your feet padded towards the door, opening it after trying your hair in a bun.

"ah, fuck."

you jumped at the voice and the body falling to the floor as you opened the door.

"bucky?" you asked, still in shock. "were you sleeping outside of my room?"

you watched bucky stand up, his hand massaging his aching nape as he looked for your eyes. "friday won't let me in. i waited outside instead. i guess i fell asleep during that," he explained, a frown forming on his face. "did you restrict me from entering our room?"

your eyes widened at his choice of words. our room. he considered your room to be his room as well. while that would've made you melt in an instant, you were still hurt to entertain that possibility.

"this is my room, barnes. not yours, not ours. and yes, i had you restricted because i couldn't face you yet. what do you need anyway?"

"i wanted to see you, talk to you." a flash of pain crossed his eyes. "whatever happened at the gym, it's—"

"bucky, you don't have to explain anything to me. we're just friends. it's my fault i assumed we were something. i just need some time to get over it."

"but i thought we were something as well..." he replied, his voice was almost as quiet as a whisper. "i thought we were dating."

"were we?" you asked, genuinely curious. "we never.. you never said anything. i mean, yeah, i wished it meant something, but i thought you wouldn't want to be trapped in a relationship with me, so i just waited. apparently, i was right and i can't blame you for that."

"right about what? the thing that happened in the gym this morning?" he asked. you nodded in response. "i know it sounds like i was flirting back, well i didn't know at the moment, until i asked steve who was clueless but he called nat to help me out and explained that it looked like i was flirting back. i wasn't. i was just going to suggest sam as a date for her. i would never agree to anyone."

oh. so he just wasn't interested in anyone at all.

"besides this one girl who's constantly been in my head. that's if she'd even give me a chance and say yes. i fucked it up badly before i could even ask her properly."

you knew what hoping got you, but you couldn't help but think that he was talking about you. he'd have to be clueless to say all those things in front of you only for it to be someone else.

"i love you, baby. i should've told you that, i should've made it clear sooner. i'm so sorry i let you have doubts when i could've been reassuring you about what i feel for you."

"bucky..."

"i would never feel trapped with you, doll. only you made me feel so much love and freedom. i'd be a fool to let go of that. i'm sorry it took a few hits and harsh words from natasha to make me realise that i wasn't giving you enough when you deserve everything." he held your face in his hands, bringing you closer to him. you felt breathless, tears threatening to fall but this time it was out of joy. "hydra made sure i had no voice to express myself. now, i'll use it to let you know that i love you so fucking much that it hurts when you're not around. i promise to work on it. if anything like this happens again, ask me, baby. demand things from me. i'll give you everything in a heartbeat."

"even if i ask for your arm?"

he laughed, a sound that was music to your ears. "it's yours baby. although, i do like fucking you with my metal—"

"bucky!" you scolded him, hitting him lightly on the chest.

"sorry, baby. couldn't help it. missed my girl so much."

his girl. you loved hearing that.

"it's only been a few hours. don't be silly," you reminded him, but you knew you also felt the same.

"i miss you even when i don't see you for a second." you couldn't help but laugh at his words. "something funny, doll?"

"sorry, natasha said something similar about you a few days ago," you answered. "i'm sorry for assuming so quickly, bucky. you deserved the chance to explain."

"and you did let me explain. i can't blame you for assuming and getting hurt when i never gave you the confirmation to believe otherwise. don't apologise for it, baby."

"i love you," you said, causing him to grin widely.

"yeah? you love me too?" he asked, a hint of pink tinting his cheeks. "this is official now, right? we're dating?"

you nodded happily, giggling as he landed a kiss to your mouth. "so, you wanna go to the ball with me?"

he kissed you again. "don't. i'm supposed to be asking you that. i had an entire thing prepared for you, i even dragged half of the team to help me out days ago. besides wanda and natasha, of course. couldn't let them tell you about it."

your heart swelled, he was already planning to ask you before all of this misunderstanding happened, and it could've been solved with communication. lesson learned, indeed.

"well hurry because i can't wait to say yes," you playfully threatened him, kissing the tip of his nose until the loud rumble of your stomach interrupted your sweet moment. "ah, right. i was on my way to eat dinner when i opened the door."

bucky laughed, his eyes twinkling witth adoration as he kept his eyes on you. "we can't have you starving, that's for sure. come, let's get you something." he held your hand, and dragged you the kitchen. he turned to look at you with a playful smile. "wanna cook together like the old times?"

you smiled. "like the old times."

in the middle of your cooking session, you heard whistles and claps along with the footsteps that entered the kitchen. you both turned to find the rest of the team with shit eating grins.

"finally! so is this real or do we need to smack your heads?" tony asked, his hand placed on his hip.

"it's always been real, stark," bucky answered, wrapping his arm around your waist. "except this time, i'm making sure my entire world knows it."

"i think everybody knows you have a thing for each other, barnes." clint added.

"i meant my entire world, not everybody." bucky looked at you with awe. "she's my world."

bucky's answer gained various loud reactions from the team, mostly calling him a cheesy old man and fake gags, but there you were, cheeks heating up as you looked back at him with the same amount of love, if not more.

and he did ask you to be his date to the ball the day after, surprising you with his so-called secret plan.

a year later, he surprised you with a ring as he knelt on one knee.

if you have any requests for bucky, send them my way! 💌

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◇ 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗: 𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚/𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 - 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 ◇

Prove It

【Synopsis】 : late night conversations aren't supposed to end in sex... right?

『W.C』 : 3.10k

-> Genre: College Au. Smut. Poly.

Pairing: Steve x Bucky x Stark!Reader

[Warnings] : Man handling. Clit play. Pet names. Dirty talk. Neck kisses. Fingering. Oral. Crying. Overwhelming amount of emotions leading to a type of subspace. Ass slapping. Making out. Sweet kisses. This is jut all over the place I’m sorry.

Masterlist | Kinktober List

You couldn’t recall the time, but your hazy eyes and wobbly legs made it out to seem it was nearing at least three in the morning. You weren't a morning person, and neither seemed to be your body. But you couldn’t sleep, no, you needed a glass of water before your throat shrivelled up on itself. You hummed and hared over it, and in the end, you kicked up the blankets and headed to the kitchen. You had planned to down a bottle, waddle back to your room, and lay staring at the ceiling until it was appropriate to officially get out of bed. That was until;

“I’m just saying I see no chance of that ever happening.” Bucky's whisper, yelled through the dark home. You assumed he was in the lounge. Curious, you headed over to see what he might be talking about. Gazing into the room without detection, you notice Bucky sitting on the twin couch while another, scruff-haired, sits on the opposite couch. “Steve…” He sighed, “I’m gonna lose my mind at this point.”

“We could always just, ask.” Steve sounded as if he had discovered the perfect answer. But Bucky throwing a pillow in his direction says otherwise.

“For a dude majoring in social studies, you are stupid.” Bucky tisked, leaning back so his head would drape over the top of the couch. You decided to step out and make your presence known, wanting to join and see what this oh, so terrible situation they seemed to have put themselves in.

“Ask who?” You responded, making both men physically jump. Neither of them must have heard you when you were slamming the fridge before. Bucky suddenly sat up straight while Steve reached for the pillow that was thrown at him. You raised your eyebrow a little, choosing to sit on the loveseat by yourself. Were they acting weird, or was it just your imagination?

“Oh just school drama, don’t worry about it.” Steve was quick to cut off any more questions. They were definitely acting weird, and you hated that. Most of the time, out of all your brother's friends, Steve and Bucky were the friendliest. They treated you like a person and not some little girl or ‘Tony's Little Sister’.

“Hmm…” You didn’t know how to respond that wouldn’t turn into something sour. So you chose to just let it go. It’s not like it was the first time one of your brother's friends cut you off because it was ‘school-related’ even though they were all in their second-to-last year in Uni while you had only just started. On top of that, they treated you as if you were still this young eighteen-year-old. Most of them even forgetting you were twenty-one already.

“Sorry doll. It’s just…We don’t need to bore you with our stupid drama. Besides I’m more interested to hear about that boyfriend of yours. How have you two been getting along?” Bucky diverted the conversation as easy as breathing. One of his many skills. Sweet talking. You wanted to roll your eyes at the mention of your boyfriend, well, ex now. You don’t even know why you started dating him. Oh wait, you only started dating him to see if it affected Buck or Steve. But neither of them showed signs of disapproval. Which annoyed you. Your crush on them was getting out of hand, and your friend suggested dating someone to see if they would react, but now you wished you never took that advice from her.

“Ex. He, uh, wasn’t a great person. And in every aspect, full of himself and…” You stopped yourself, feeling blush, scatter your cheeks. You were really about to confess something about your sex life to them. Steve raised his eyebrow while Bucky clicked his tongue. Their attention was completely on yours, and it made you squirm.

“And?” Steve had a feeling what you wanted to say but he wanted to hear it from your pretty lips first.

“And…He wasn't experienced in the…L-Love department.” You gulped suddenly shaking your head. “But it’s not like I knew anything either given he was my first and all but like you should at least know where to pleasure a woman you know? Like I didn’t know how uncomfortable sex was until he decided to do it. It was so awful and I just—” You suddenly realized you word vomited and cringed internally. “Wanna crawl into a hole and never see the light of day again.”

It stayed silent for a moment, making you feel embarrassment riddle your body. But then Steve's laugh caught everyone's attention. “It’s okay. We all have that type of relationship at some point, but he couldn’t be that bad.” Steve tried to lighten the mood, trying to make you feel better, but it didn’t really help. You stole a quick glance at Bucky and noticed he was also looking at you with some type of remorse, feeling bad for you. You just groaned, pushing your legs to your chest, hugging them tightly.

“No, he was pathetic, if I’m honest. I’m not trying to be mean, but it’s true… he only cared for his needs..” It was like a switch went off in both male's heads. They knew what you were referencing, and they both couldn’t help but groan at you, basically saying you couldn’t get off to your ex. Admitting you were sexually frustrated. Admitting he couldn’t even do the simplest job of finding your sweet spot. You gulped, feeling the air become thicker as tension started to brew in the room. You shifted slightly, seeing Steve and Bucky both seem to become tense, stealing glances at one another.

“Finding the clit isn’t that hard darling.” Bucky chuckled lewdly making Steve laugh in response but you snapped instead;

“That’s what all men say.” You huffed.

“I can prove it.” Bucky's words made you choke on your own saliva. Did he really just say he could prove it? How would he do that?

“P-prove it?” You gulped now sitting in a crossed-legged position.

“Yeah I’ll prove it. Come here.” He smirked, patting his thigh while spreading his legs. You were hesitant for a moment. Was this all a trick? Some cruel game? You trusted your bothers friends with your life, but one thing you knew about them was they are heart breakers. Bad boys. And that they didn’t have the best track record with keep partners. “I’m not going to ask you again.”

His voice was stern, and it made something tingle inside you. Slowly getting up, you hesitantly walked the three steps till you were standing right in front of him. He took that as a green light, grabbing your thighs to pull you onto him. Your hands found perch on his shoulders while your legs fell on either side of his lap, spreading yourself open on top of him. He stared at you in amusement, watching you like a hawk about to consume its prey. Your body felt hot, and your cheeks were dusted with a deep red. You’ve never been this close to him before. Never been so close that you can feel his breath on your skin. His hands squeezing your hips. His erection twitched beneath you. “You ready to be proven wrong, Darling?”

You nodded before slipping out a quick breathy ‘yes’. You felt the couch shift and noticed out the corner of your eye that Steve had taken a seat next to you and Bucky. The younger however didn’t do anything, just stayed back and stared at what might unfold in front of him. Bucky placed his fingers against your chin, making your attention completely his. The grin he wore sent shivers down your spine, and the hand that danced so closely to your inner thigh made you want to roll your eyes back in pleasure. “So here’s what I’m going to do. I’m gonna place my two fingers on your clit through your sleep shorts and if I find it. I want you to moan my name. Can you do that Dollface?”

You blurted a ‘yes’ a little bit too quickly, but you couldn’t care. All you could think about was Bucky and him touching you. So without another moment, Buck brought his fingers to your inner thigh, hovering just where you need him. You could tell he was faking in “trying” to find your button. He knew where it was, but he wanted to watch you squirm a little bit first. And before you could mutter anything he place his fingers right on your clit making you gasp. “James.”

“Told you I could prove it.” His confidence radiated off him, rubbing your nub in little circle, making you thread your fingers in his loose shirt. Your hips were stuttering, begging to move, and your eyes were sewn shut, focusing on the pleasure alone.

“Hey, I wanna try.” Steve's deep voice tickled your ear, making your head snap over to him. You didn’t even get a chance to protest, even though you knew you wouldn’t, before wrapping his large arms around your waist and picking you up so he could place you on his lap. Your back was firmly against his chest, letting him shove his face in your neck. You felt his lips graze your hot skin, making you wiggle in his hold. “Let’s make this more fun.”

Steve's fingers hooked under your sleep shorts, making you freeze. Your eyes are glued to Buck's dark ones. They were blown out, watching you carefully with lust. You lifted your hips without saying anything, letting Steve take your shorts off, along with your panties. Your heart was racing at the thought they were both going to touch you, but your mind also wandered to the others in the house. Yes, they all might be sleeping, but any of them could walk in and see what the two men were doing to you. “S-Stevie pleasee.”

“Oh, Sugar, I haven’t even touched you yet.” He chuckled, making Bucky lowly laugh at your desperation. These boys had you wrapped around their fingers. Steve slid his hand up your thigh, spreading your legs wide so Bucky got a good view of your dripping cunt. You tried to close them, but Steve's strong grasp kept them still. You felt embarrassed being the only one basically naked, and on top of it being naked in front of two people you had a huge crush on. Neither of them seemed to mind one bit though, Bucky having the temptation to latch his lips on your soaked cunt while Steve wanted nothing more then to fuck you with his fingers until you were crying.

Actually now that he thinks about it, that sounds like the perfect idea.

“And 3…2…1” His finger pressed perfectly on your clit making you jump. “Gotcha.” Steve grins, licking a strip up your neck, placing kisses down on your shoulder blade. His fingers circle your clit furiously, causing a hiccup to spit out of you. Bucky took this moment to lay down on his stomach so he was face to face with your pussy. He slid his long hot tongue along your folds.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Buckkyy. S-Stev―” Steve suddenly covered your mouth with his hand, hushing you from screaming. Your hips bucked, feeling Bucky slowly push a finger inside you. Your eyes sealed shut tight, feeling Steve's fingers on your clit, his lips biting and sucking all over your neck and Bucky's tongue lapping your juices up while he fucked you with his digits. It was like a sinful wet dream had come true and your mind was spinning at the thought.

“As much as we’d love to hear you scream our names. You better keep those pretty moans on the down-low doll. Otherwise, someone might hear us. And we won't want that now, do we.” Steve's deep voice grunted in your ear as you just nodded in response, losing yourself once again in the touch of both men. Tears start to prickle on the sides of your eyes as you felt your stomach tie itself in knots. You were so close to coming undone yet so fair as well. Your mind couldn’t take it anymore, and you needed more. You tried to speak, but your mouth was covered tightly. Bucky continued with his assault on your cunt, shoving another two fingers in while lapping up your cream all the while Steve had dressed you in his marks from the top of your neck to your back down your shoulder blade. His fingers never left your clit either.

“mm…mmm.” No matter how hard you tried to warn them something felt different about your high fast approaching. The large hand over your mouth made it ultimately useless. You bucked your hips moving in time with Bucky's fingers, feeling yourself begin to cry. And not cry like a few simply tears, no. You began to sob, feeling so overwhelmed and unable to communicate, made your mind shift into a place you had no idea existed. Your brain mushed, making you feel like you were floating. And only Steve and Bucky were around. You let go. Screaming a muffled whale, you squirted all over Bucky's face. Your tears stained Steve's hand while your nose began to drool. Once Buck helped you lessen your high, he sat up, taking a look at the mess you made.

“Awe princess. Look at this.” he gathered some of your cum and pushed it against Steve's lips. He sucked on the other male's finger with a groan making you cry even more. They both took notice of your tears and removed the hand over your mouth. You hiccuped, whimpering. Sobbing. Your fingers dug into the couch as Steve finally let you close your legs. Everything was happening all at once, and your body was aching from the awkward position. But you need your boys. You needed them to look after you.

“P-Please Sirs…I need more…” Your sweet high pitched voice caused both men to groan, feeling their cocks harden in their pants.

“Fuck Sugar. You okay?” Ste e tilted your head to the side so he could look at you. Your face was red, puffy and wet. “Pretty baby is crying. Did it feel that good?”

You couldn’t find a response in your fuzzy brain, so instead, you kissed him. Steve's eyes grew wide for a second, not thinking you’d kiss him. But who is he to complain when your lips were so soft and kissable. Cupping your face, he deepened the kiss, making you shake. He pulled away first, letting your catch your breath, but you did see it like that suddenly sitting up you got on all fours so you could reach, Bucky who was leaning on the other end of the couch. Your face was inches from his but didn’t move until he placed his fingers on your chin.

The kiss was desperate and rough. Bucky's fingers raked through your hair before tugging at it, making your hips wiggle, which conveniently made your bare ass jiggle in front of Steve. Now, saying Steev was an ass man was an understatement. This man lives for asses, and your ass was definitely one of the prettiest ones he's ever seen. He gave a harsh slap, sending a loud clap echoing through the room. Your moan was swallowed by Bucky, letting him shove his tongue deep down your throat. Steve kept slapping your bare cheeks, finding pleasure in seeing his hand prints appear on your soft skin.

“Hey, punk if we keep going I might have to fuck her,” Steve said so casually as if neither of them were tainting your idea of pleasure permanently. Bucky pulled away making you chase his lips.

“I think we need to end it otherwise we’d both be fucking her. And I don’t think we have the time.” Bucky chuckled, leaning back to place his arms on either side of the couch, tilting his head back with a sigh. Steve rubbed your ass, helping you sit up back to lean against his chest. His hands danced around your hips snaked up your shirt noticing you weren’t wearing a bra.

“Too bad, we didn’t get to play with these yet.” Steve cupped your breasts, squeezing them harshly. Your eyes never left Bucky's form. He tilted his head up briefly to watch Steve's hands play with your covered tits. You bit your lip, lifting your shirt up so he could see Steve’s assault.

“Fuck,” Bucky groaned wanting nothing more than to have those tits in his mouth. He sighed shaking his head before standing up to pick up your shorts and panties up. “Come on sweet thing, let’s get you to bed.”

You whined at the idea of having to end such a pleasurable ordeal. But sadly, they were right. You had no clue how long you’d been at this, and if your brother were to wake up, there would be hell to pay. You take your clothes from Bucky, putting them back on while Steve helped you stand. Your breathing was heavy, and your legs were on godly wobbly, but Steve's hard, strong arms kept you up. Once dressed, you looked up to Bucky, seeing a sweeter, less lustful smile on his features. He stood so close while Steve stood flush behind you. They were effectively sandwiching you. Bucky gave you a long, drawn-out kiss before guiding your face with his fingers on your chin to Steve, letting the other man seal his lips against your own. It felt so natural to be shared by them. And they felt the same. It was like one fluid motion. Comfort. And you were hating that it was ending. Once Steve pulled away, you looked back at Bucky, getting ready to wish them a good night. Until he said ;

“Don’t worry Doll. This isn’t over yet. Our fun is only beginning.”

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[croimilis]

private show

title: private show

characters: peter parker x stark!avenger!reader

rating: 18+

words: 8k

theme: smut, porn with minor plot, a little sweet moment between reader, shang-chi and america

warning: smut, filthy smut, alcohol. titty job, oral (m and f receiving),hair pulling, praise, thigh riding, fingering, nipple play, reader has nipple piercings, p in v sex, unprotected sex (please assume some type of other contraception is used), multiple orgasms (both m and f), cum swallowing, peters a bit of  perv, mentions of birth control, creampie, dom!peter, confident!peter, cum eating, cum play, peter calls reader ‘princess’ maybe a little too much, soft!peter, aftercare, a little bit of subdrop

summary:  “turn down the lights and watch my private show”

you notice peter has an obsession with your tits, so you offer to give him a private show

tags: @xoxabs88xox​

a/n: all characters are 18+ (specifically 21 as there is drinking mentioned), this was meant to be short and sweet, but i’m slowly learning i cannot do anything in moderation and it is most definitely the most filthy smut i have ever written

He was staring again, his eyes following you throughout the room from the moment you entered. You could feel them burning into your skin as you walked, greeting various benefactors and members of the Avengers with you arm wrapped around Tony’s, to be specific you could feel them burning into the skin of the cleavage you had exposed in your deep cut dress where the ‘v’ almost reached your belly button.

It wasn’t the first time you had noticed Peter staring at your boobs, it was one of many over the last couple of months and you were sure he was staring long before it came to your attention and you don’t know how you didn’t notice sooner. After all, Peter Parker was not discreet in any way shape or form outside of his role as Spiderman.

When you first noticed it was soon after you had gotten your nipples pierced, much to your fathers horror and everyone else's amusement as Tony freaked out about his ‘sweet innocent little angel falling into temptations’ despite knowing you had not been innocent since the age of 16 when you asked him to go on birth control specifying why (he looked like he was ready to drop dead at that very second while Peper just looked on with an amused smile).

Given the pain of the piercings, you were reluctant to wear a bra for the first few days and instead floated about in loose tank tops and camis that were just tight enough to show your new piercings but not enough that it would hurt. This particular day, you were sitting at the kitchen island of the compound just scrolling on your phone as you waited for Tony and Bruce to be finished in the lab because you were supposed to be heading out to lunch with your dad.

As Peter walks into the kitchen, you flash him a smile and give a small “”hey” in greeting before turning your eyes back to your phone. Peter on the other hand could not keep his eyes off you no matter how hard he tried. In general, Peter thought you were stunning, this complete otherworldly creature that he could only describe as heavenly and he was completely and utterly infatuated from the moment he saw you all those years ago when he first joined the Avengers at the young of age of 16, that was 5 years ago now and he was still completely enamoured with you. Probably even more so now that he actually knew you as a person.

But recently Peter has become completely obsessed with a particular part of your body, he just couldn’t help himself. It seemed that every time you were around his eyes would drift towards your chest and stay there for much longer than was deemed polite, though he was sure that by even looking he was way past the point of politeness, and today was no different.

Especially with the way the bars of your new piercings were pushing against the fabric of your shirt, as if inviting him to have a look and he couldn’t look away, not as you greeted him, not as he leaned against the kitchen counter while eating the apple he had lifted, not as you tell him about the newest article about Spiderman and (hero name) and how there’s rumours the two are sleeping together or romantically involved and snort at some of the comments being made about the two of you, and not as Tony walks into the room to take you for your lunch. He prays to every god that could exist, including Thor and Loki, that you don’t notice the way his eyes suddenly snap up to your face as you give him a goodbye, like all the other times he stares he hopes you don’t notice.

But unlike all the other times before, you notice this time. You had actually looked up from your phone for a split second to try and read Peter’s expression as you tell him about the news article you were reading and had noticed that while he was listening, he was focused on something other than your voice and he was not being discreet about it with the way his eyes lingered and a light flush dusted his cheeks a lovely shade of pink.

Instead of questioning him, you simply smirk and look back down to your phone, a small blush spreading across your cheeks at the attention. After all, similar to Peter, you harboured an attraction to him from the first time you met at 16 years old but never thought it was reciprocated in any way but now you knew you were going to have fun with it.

After that you started noticing him staring more often.Like that one time after training with Natasha when you were in nothing but a sports bra and pair of athletic shorts, he seemed to be watching the way the sweat that had gathered on your body was dripping down between your cleavage with such intensity you could almost feel his gaze burning into our skin. That day you had to suppress a smirk and pretend like you were just getting a headache as Nat turned to you with a weird look and asked what was up, after all just because you knew didn’t mean everyone else had to know.

Or that time you were at an Avengers themed Halloween party some fraternity at your college was throwing and you had gone as Black Widow, taking one of Nats old cat suits and adjusting it to your body measurements to do so. Still, even with adjustments the suit was tight around your chest and squeezed your breasts together in a way that made sure they would be hard to miss. You had meet up with Peter (obviously dressed as Spiderman) and MJ (who refused to participate but still wore an Avengers t-shirt) at the party and immediately noticed how Peter’s eyes drifted to your chest before they bounced back to your eyes, a flush spreading across his cheeks as he stuttered out a greeting and practically choked on his own spit causing MJ to turn to him with a ‘wtf’ look and a “dude are you okay?”

You simply batted your eyelashes at him, inwardly grinning to yourself, and asked in your most innocent voice, “Yeah, Pete. You okay?” Peter swore he was going to die that very second had it not been for Flash (who was dressed up as Spiderman as well, though he claimed his looked more authentic despite the fact that Peter was simply wearing one of his old costumes) coming up and stealing your attention from Peter with a “(Y/N)! You’re looking great.”

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There were moments like that scattered throughout the few months since you had noticed him staring for the first time, all of them leading up to this night and your choice of dress. Natasha and Wanda had helped you pick it out, a gorgeous black that hugged close to your figure and showed off all your curves beautifully with a deep deep ‘v’ neckline that showed of your tits like they were pieces of art to be shown off, Tony had nearly had heart failure when he had seen you in it for the first time a week earlier as he walked in on Pepper adjusting the length for you. Which to you, meant it was absolutely perfect for what you wanted it for.

Your eyes roam  around the room for a bit, your arms wrapped around Tonys as talks to another benefactor and Admiral Simpson or something like that, you had stopped caring three Admirals ago, looking for Peter. When your eyes finally meet his, you smile and excuse yourself from the conversation to go and join him at the large window showing off the lights of New York below.

Peter is standing by himself, occasionally bringing the beer in his hand to his mouth to take a sip. These events weren’t really his scene, while Peter loved a good party he hated the formality around the Avengers events and so he usually kept to himself and relegated himself to a corner of the room where he could nurse a beer the whole night and just watch as the party slipped by him. Sometimes you joined him in his corner, bringing cheesy jokes and conversations that kept his mind busy, other times the two of you would escape and he would take you swinging around the city and you would end up sitting on some random rooftop his suit jacket wrapped around your shoulders to fight of the cold as you ate some of the best pizza greasy New York had to offer.

It seemed this night you decided to just join him, lifting a champagne flute from the tray of a waiter as they passed you by and downing its contents in second leaving a red residue behind from your lipstick. You stand in front of him, a small smile on your face as you do so and greet him with a gentle “hey” that he reciprocated, though you have to stop your smile from turning into a smirk as his eyes moved down your face and across your body, fully taking you in, lingering a little too long on your chest.

As Peter greets you, eyes quickly snapping up to meet yours, you let out a small chuckle and reach a hand out, wrapping it gently around his wrist and slowly moving it up her arm as you lean close to his ear, your chest pressing against his lightly as you do so.

“If you like staring at my tits so much, why don’t I give you a private show?” You smirk to yourself and bite down on your bottom lip, you were so close you could feel the heat radiating off his cheeks as the blush spread across his face rapidly.

You remove your hand from his bicep, slowly trailing it up his shoulder as you walk behind Peter, your chest now very flush with his back, you keep going your hand now gently wrapped around Peter’s neck as you tilt his head upwards so he’s looking at ceiling and you lips are right beside his ear, “Meet me in my room in 30 minutes”

You would go now, but the party had only started and as the daughter of the host it would be rude of you to not make the rounds, have at least 1 drink and socialise a bit with the other avengers, and maybe just maybe you wanted to torment the poor soul just a little. You remove your hand from Peter's neck and fully turn away from him, instead facing the bar and you smile at Natasha, who was behind the bar as usual much preferring to work at these events than have to socialise and who was already preparing a (preferred drink) for you.

As you approach, she cocks and eyebrow and gives you a sly but questioning look as if she knew exactly what you were up to., placing the drink down on the counter in front of you. “What are you doing that poor boy?”

You simply roll your eyes and lift the drinking, bringing it to your lips, eyes ghosting over to where Peter now stood in shock with a bright blush spreading across his cheeks and his head whipping from side to side to make sure no one else had seen what had happened. “I have no idea what you’re talking about Nat.”

“Uh-uh, as if you couldn’t cut the sexual tension between the two of you with a butterknife.” You snort at her comment, leaning your back against the bar and placing your elbows on it as well for extra stability in your heels as Nat leans on the bar at your side, arms crossed over the counter and her head tilted towards you, “Just make safe choices, we don’t need any little Iron Spiderlings running around.”

This time you roll your eyes at her comment and down the rest of your drink, your eyes finding a very nervous looking Shang-chi and America being hounded by a bunch of benefactors who want to know simply everything about the pair, well more specifically about what they could do. You push yourself of the bar and turn to Nat to place a kiss to her cheek, “I always make safe choices Nat,” Natasha rolls her eyes at you as she leans into the kiss and you give her a cheeky smile as you make your way over to the nervous pair and the five or six benefactors surrounding them.

“Okay, why don’t we give them some space to breathe?” The benefactors all turn to look at you at the sound of your voice, your eyes are narrowed into a glare, your face hardened and arms crossed over your chest, even if they didn’t know what exactly you were capable off and the fact that you could kill them all twice over in just a few seconds they would still be intimidated from your look alone, after all your glare could rival Medusas and turned most people into living statues as they stared at you in fear, a skill you have to thank Natasha for. They all gulp down their fear, shuffling away from Shang-Chi and America with nervous looks on their face and all muttering some form of “of course Miss. Stark” or “sorry Miss.Stark.”, preferring to use your real name over your hero name as if refusing to address you as your hero name gave them some sort of power over you.

You kept the glare on your face until the last of them disappeared out of your sight, instead going to bother some other members of the Avengers (probably Sam and Bucky) who would have no problem either entertaining them or telling them to fuck right off. As the last one disappears, you drop the glare and turn to Shang-Chi and America with a soft smile and nothing but kindness in your eyes. “You guys okay?”

America says nothing and just nods her head as she wrings her hands together nervously and Shang-chi gulps down his nerves and answers you, “Yeah..we’re…we’re good.” With a chuckle you realise they were scared of you and you reach out a hand to take Americas, rubbing soft circles against her skin as you do so to try and ease her nerves, “Relax, that look is reserved for those vultures and the press.”

Shang-Chi nods his head and you can see the tension leave his shoulders slightly, though not completely, and you can feel some of the tension leave America as she winds her fingers in with yours as a form of comfort. “Other then those guys, how are you guys?”

A shaky breath leaves Shang-Chi lips, “Nervous,” you nod along to him and hum softly in response, “Your first event is always the hardest, but you get used to them after a while and you learn how to tell those dicks to fuck off without feeling guilty about it.” America lets out a giggle at your words and you smile at her, she’s a sweet girl and being around the age you were when you first joined the Avengers you felt a sisterly need to look after her.

You spend the next 20 minutes just talking to the pair, calming their nerves and reassuring them that they were going to be fine. Every Avenger in the room had their backs and all it would take is one word and they would handle anyone giving them bother, especially Stephen Strange who had formed an attachment to America.

Once their nerves were calmed she started to get to know each other a little more, you talked about your mothers and how much you adored and missed them, Shang-Chi told you about Ta Lo and America told you about the Utopian parallel universe she was from and you spoke about the small cottage in the middle of nowhere your mother raised you in, surrounded by nothing but woods and nature, it was your perfect little corner of the world untouched by anyone else until she got sick. It was nice to talk about, most people you spoke to about your mother always showed sympathy and seemed to focus on the the loss rather than who she was as a person, but Shang-Chi and America wanted to know about her, about your life with her, not the grief, not the loss, but the good moments, the memories you shared with her and the love.

The conversation shifts quickly as Shang-Chi and America start to discuss some movie they had both seen that weekend, and you take that moment to excuse yourself from the pair as you notice Peter slip out of the room. You make your way towards the back of the room, skirting the edges and disappearing into the shadows as you do making it easy for you to slip out of the room without being noticed by most people, the only ones that do are Natasha and Bucky and they share a knowing look and small smirk before they turn back to their conversation.

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As quickly as you slip into your room, you’re slammed against the cool metal of the door as it slides closed behind you with a hand roughly grabbing at your hips and another slamming against the door at the side of your face effectively trapping you against it. Your eyes instantly snap up to meet with Peter’s, his pupils blown wide and full of lust, you simply smirk up at him and bite down on your lip.

He’s so close, pressing his body against yours and you can feel the bulge that is barely contained by his dress pants pressing against you, can feel the rippling muscles of his abdomen as they press against your chest and his hot breath against your face as he leans in towards yu, yet still you want him impossibly closer to you. The desire that has been boiling away inside you these past few months finally bubbling over and igniting every nerve ending in your body, leaving you consumed by want, by need.

Your own breath starts to come out heavy and laboured as the desire begins to pull in your stomach, especially as Peter squeezes at your hips and slowly starts to move his hand upwards, ghosting over your torso and going higher and higher until his palm is barely touching the side of your breast while his fingers gently dug into your rips.

“I believe you owe me a show princess.”

You were used to the term ‘princess’ being thrown around when discussing you, usually by the press or by the people who thought you got everything handed to you by Tony since you were introduced to the world as his daughter at your 18 birthday. The people who called you princess used the word like a knife in an attempt to cut into you and see you bleed so they could inject their venom directly into your blood and turn you into the bitchy socialite they wanted you to be, that way they would be justified in their horribleness towards you.

But Peter’s tone did not hold any venom it, his voice had not be sharpened into a knife edge meant to dig into your skin, Instead it was honey rich and smooth and slipped off his tongue almost like a prayer, warming you from the inside and sending another pang of desire rolling through your bones.

Peter steps back from you, his arms moving from your side and waist but despite the absence you can still feel their lingering warmth through the fabric of your dress, and he sits himself down on the edge of your bed with his forearms against his thighs as he leans forward slightly and regards you with an intense, almost predatory gaze.

It sends a shiver down your spines and warmth to your core and the intensity of the look causes your hands to shake as you reach to the back of your dress and slowly pull down the zipper. You were deliberate with your speed, wanting to tease Peter just a little while longer and maybe a part of you was hoping he would jump to his feet and rip the zipper down himself. But he doesn’t.

Instead, as the slipper slowly moves down your back,you notice the vein in his jaw jump as he clenches it tighter and tighter. As the zip finally reaches the bottom, just above your ass, you let the sleeves of the dress fall from your arms which allows the fabric to pool at your feet, leaving you in only your heels. You stand there for a second, watching as Peter’s eyes widen at your bare form, after all the tightness of your dress did not leave room for panties or bra lines. His reaction causes a smirk to rise on your lips.

“You’re fucking stunning princess.”

You step out of the fabric at your feet, your heels clicking against the ground as you stalk towards him. As you reach him, his hands wrap around your bare thighs and he gives them a gentle squeeze as he stares up at you before leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss against your hip. You cup your hands around his jaw, rubbing your thumb against his cheek as you bend down to place a gentle kiss against his lips.

The kiss starts soft but quickly turns heated as Peter grips at your thigh and causes a small gasp to leave your lips, which Peter uses to shove his tongue into your mouth. You moan into Peter’s mouth as he twirls his tongue around yours before pulling it back and biting down gently on your lip, one of his hands moves from your thigh and trails ever closer to where you need him most and he smirks into the kiss as he feels your wetness seeping down your  thigh, the effect he has on you fueling his ego.

Peter pulls away from the kiss and pulls his hand away from your thigh, a light residue from the wetness on your thigh coating his fingers, “This all for me baby?”

You nod, not knowing where this confident side of Peter had come from but loving it all the same, “Yes Peter, all for you.” He lets out a hum and sucks his fingers into his mouth, savouring the lingering taste of you as he looks up at your flushed cheeks through his long lashes. You gulp at the sight, moving your hands from his jaw line and down onto his shoulders, trailing down his arms as you lower yourself down onto your knees in front of him.

You rest your hands over his clothed thigh and look up at Peter with lightly veiled innocence, your big doe eyes lust blown to the point that the [colour] of your irises were almost completely gone, eclipsed by the blackness of your pupils, and slightly parted lips now imprinted in Peter's mind and locked away somewhere safe for those lonely nights in the future where he will most definitely be touching himself thinking about this night.  “Let me take care of you Peter, please?”

When you look at him like that and ask in that almost begging tone, who was he to tell you no, “Go ahead baby.”

With his permission, you’re moving your hand from his thigh and to the zipper of his pants pulling it down and then pulling down both his pants and boxers in on go, Peter lifting his hips slightly to make it easier for you, letting them pool around his ankles and you lick your lips at the sight of his cock bouncing against his stomach once its released from his boxers.

You keep your hands on high thighs and lean forward, your tongue making contact with the base of Peter’s cock and causing a groan to fall from Peter’s lip that only amplifies as you lick up to the tip and suck the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. The moan Peter lets out is like music to your ears and encourages you to do it again, running your tongue over the slit as you do, before starting to bob up and down on his length.

You do your best to take him all in your mouth, but you struggle to do so, gagging as he hits the back of your throat. Your inability to take all of him in your mouth sparks an idea in your mind, one you're sure Peter is going to love. Pushing yourself up on your knees so you’re just that little bit higher, you lean forward and slot Peter’s cock into the valley of your breasts and Peter nearly faints at the sight.

Your pretty lips all swollen from the kiss and from sucking his cock, your pretty little boobs wrapped around his cock, its another image seared into his mind and stored away for later use. As you press your hands into the side of your boobs, tightening their hold on his cock, and start moving them up and down, the moan Peter lets out can only be described as unholy and it adds fuel to the already raging fire inside you as you clench and unclench around nothing and rub your thighs together for just a little bit of friction or relief, though it offers none.

You continue your ministrations with your tits, watching through heavy lashes as Peter’s face contorts in pleasure and he struggles to hold in the moans and groans that are falling intermittently from his lips, between words of praise about how good you’re making him feel and being such a good girl for him, you would admit it to no one (not even Peter) but his words went straight to your core and caused you to clench even harder around nothing.

You reach your tongue out, giving kitten licks to the mushroom tip and over his slit as often as you could between the thrust of yours boobs, causing Peter to throw his head back and pleasure and reach a hand out to grab at the hair at the back of your head, “Shit , princess… you’re killing me here.”

That’s all the encouragement you need to keep going, darting your tongue out and swiping across Peters head almost every time it gets close to your mouth, licking up the precum leaking out of the tip, and squeezing your boobs even tighter around his cock as you do so, another groan forces itself out of Peters mouth as his hand tightens in your hair, causing a moan to fall from your own lips. “I’m so close, you gonna let me cum all over those pretty tits of yours princess?”

“Yes Peter, please cum all over my tits”

The desperation in your voice, the almost begging tone lacing it causes Peter to lose his composure and control as he shoots rope after rope of cum over your chest as you continue to move your boobs over him, the cum spreading down the valley and up onto your chest with some even landing in your mouth on your waiting tongue that you had stuck out when he started to cum.

Peter pants as you let go of your boobs and sit back, his hand leaves your hair and instead cups your jaw gently in a stark contrast with how hard he had been gripping at the roots where he runs a finger across your chin to swipe up the cum that had hit against it. He taps his thumb against your lips and you open, sucking his thumb into your mouth and moaning at the sensuality of it. It’s another image Peter will have seared in the back of his brain for the rest of his life.

As Peter focuses on the image of you, on your knees sucking on his thumb covered in his cum, you swipe some of the cum of your chest letting it cover your fingers before you pull back of his thumb and instead suck your own fingers into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them to get as much cum off them as you can. Your eyes are staring up at Peter’s through your eyelashes, watching as the irises almost completely disappear, existing as the smallest rings around the pitch blackness of the blown out pupil, when you pull your fingers from your mouth with a ‘pop’ Peter is quick to pull you into a rough kiss, instantly shoving his tongue into your mouth.

You moan at the sensation of his tongue massaging yours, reaching your hands up and wrapping them around his neck, rising back up so Peter’s not having to bend over as much, tangling your hands a little bit less than gently in his hair and giving it a gentle tug, which causes Peter to let put a deep almost animalistic growl that has you clenching your thighs together even tighter, the movement of which Peter notices and he’s pulls away from you, a cocky smirk on his face.

“You took such good care of me princess…” His hand ghosts across your thigh until he’s hovering over your core, so close you can feel the heat emanating from it, and then ever so slowly he runs a finger through your folds, pressing against your clit with the slightest pressure as he does so and causing a whine to fall from your lips because god was it the most heavenly thing you’ve felt recently but it just was not enough, “Now let me take care of you.”

He takes your arms in his hands, guiding you to standing before he strips himself of his blazer and dress shirt, throwing them to the ground somewhere in your room. He lets you go and sits back down on the bed, patting his thigh as an invitation for you to sit. It's one you take almost immediately, throwing on leg over and lowering yourself down so that the fabric of his trousers make contact with your bare cunt and rubbing so deliciously on your clit as you do, ripping a moan from your throat as you do. "You have such pretty moans, pretty girl."

Peter grips onto your hips, fingers digging in a way that was painful to the point you were sure they were going to leave bruises but also amplified the pleasure coursing through your veins. Peter starts to move you up and down his thigh, the friction of the fabric rubbing on your clit at a brutal pace sending shockwaves through you and causing you to throw your head back as moans continually fall from your lips.

“Does that feel good?” You nod your head and Peter tenses his thigh underneath you, bouncing his knee alongside it pulling another loud moan from your lips at pleasure overwhelms your senses, “Come on princess, you gotta use your words.”

You let out a whine at the sensation, the motion of the bounce putting delicious pressure and friction against your clit that has you almost seeing stars, “Fe-feels s’good Peter.” Your words slur together as pleasure overwhelms your senses. Peter’s grip tightens at your words as he moves you even quicker against his thigh, the coil in your stomach that had already been wound tight, tightens even further and can feel the cliff edge of your orgasm approaching so very quickly.

“Yeah baby? You gonna cum all over my thigh?” You nod your head, reaching your hand up to grip at Peter’s shoulders so tightly that you're sure you’ll leave behind crescent shapes from your nails or even draw blood. Peter groans at the sensation, his cock already semi-hard again from watching you unravel on his thigh, he never thought he would be in pain (he experience enough of it on a daily basis) but yet here you are proving him wrong with the way your hands had previously tugged at his hair and the way your nails are currently biting into his skin and causing his cock to twitch at the sensations.

“Go on then princess, cum for me.” There he goes again with that stupid pet name that you should hate but instead has you melting into him even further, your clit throbbing as it rolls of his tongue like liquid gold honey that seeps deep into your bones. Peter tenses his thigh once again and you feel every ridge of hard muscle under the cloth of his trousers and it sends you spiralling off the cliff edge you had been teetering on as your orgasm sends shockwaves through your body.

Peter watches your face as it contorts in pleasure from your orgasm wracking through your body, ignoring the wetness that had now gone through his pants and was coating his thigh, and he swears you’ve never looked more beautiful and another image is forever ingrained in his mind. His cock was now fully hard once again and twitching against his stomach begging for some kind of attention or friction, which he grants it by removing his hand from it and giving it a few pumps but it wasn’t enough, no, Peter was feeling greedy now. He already felt the bliss of your mouth and tits wrapped around him and now he wanted more, no he needed more. Needed to feel your pretty little pussy wrapped around him and squeezing him.

Peter makes a quick decision while you’re still coming down from your orgasm and wraps the hand still holding onto you around your waist and twists you both around so that you were now lying on the bed with your legs hanging of bed with your butt just on the edge and he was now kneeling down in front of you with both hands on your knees, holding your legs apart as he eyes up your soaking wet cunt.

It almost makes you feel self-conscious, almost has you trying to squeeze your legs closed but Peter's firm grip and his superhuman strength stops you no matter how hard you strain against him, you simply cannot win against Peter in a battle of pure strength. The self consciousness erodes away and the words of discontent that were forming on your tongue are replaced by a porn-staresque moan as Peter dives in and licks a stripe up your cunt and latches his mouth onto your clit. `The sound causes Peters dick to twitch against his abdomen.

He hums against your clit, the vibrations adding to the immense pleasure you were feeling, and slowly pushes a single digit into your weeping hole to start prepping you to take his cock. He pumps in and out of you, finger curling in and pressing against your gummy walls as he does, you moan at the combined movement and sensation of Peter sucking on your clit and feel the coil in your stomach already start to tighten once again.

Peters free hand trails up your abdomen with a featherlight touch that you barely feel over the pressure of him fucking his finger into you, you really only become aware of his other hand when he pinches at your nipple and pulls at the metal of the piercing, the pain melding in with the pleasure in such a way that your eyes are rolling to the back of your skull and you miss the way Peter stretched you out by entering a second and third finger into you.

The coil in your stomach is impossibly tight, tighter that it ever has been and yet you doesn’t snap as Peter releases your clit with a ‘pop’ but he continues the ministrations with his fingers, rubbing against your most sensitive spot with every thrust, “God princess, you taste absolutely amazing and feel so amazing clenching down on my fingers, I can’t wait to feel you clenching on my cock.”

The praise falling from Peter’s lips goes straight to your head and causes you to clench around his fingers even harder, he presses harder into your g-spot and pulls on your nipples once again causing a wanton moan to fall from your lips, the coil in your stomach starting to reach it’s breaking point. “You gonna cum again baby? Go on, cum all over my fingers and face.” Suddenly Peter’s sucking on your clit once again and your eyes are rolling back in pleasure as it overwhelms you and you see nothing but stars as your orgasm overwhelms your senses.

As you cum all over him, your juices squirting over his fingers and rolling down to his wrist, he removes his fingers and instead starts to lap up everything you have to give him, moving the hand on your nipple down to hold your waist against the bed as you begin to write in overstimulation of Peter tonguing your entrance.

The sound of a whine finally pulls Peter away from your pussy and he stands from where he was kneeling, your juices now coating his mouth from your explosive organism, you look angelic with your hair spread out in a halo around you and a blissed out expression on your face, eyes wide and chest rising up and down rapidly as you try and catch your breath. In between your breaths, you reach out to Peter and he gladly leans in, allowing you to wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him down into a passionate kiss that is all teeth and tongue as you try and get as much of Peter as you can.

Peter is the first to pull away from the kiss and starts to trail kisses down your neck, stopping occasionally to bite and suck on your skin leaving a trail of hickeys in his wake. The sensations have you whining, desperate for more as your needy cunt clenches around nothing, “Peter…” Peter smirks into your skin and places a gentle kiss on your collarbone before he rises and stares down at you with a raised eyebrow, “Need you…”

“Need me where princess? Come on baby use your words, tell me what you want”

“Please Peter…I need to feel you inside of me… please please fuck me” Your tone is begging, a whine falling from your lips at the end of the sentence, and who was Peter to deny you when you sounded so pretty begging for him inside you. Peter grips the base of his cock and rubs himself along your fold, coating himself in all your wonderful wetness as a lubricant, as the tip of his cock catches on your clit you let out another whine and Peter smirks at the sound. “Peter…please…enough teasing.”

Peter lines himself up with your entrance and looks up at you for confirmation and as you nod your head he slowly slides himself in, letting out a low groan at the sensation of you stretching and clenching around his cock. It's a groan that is drowned out completely by the moan you let out. Peter moves so slowly you can feel every part of his cock as it rubs inside of you, all the veins and ridges all piling onto the pleasure you’re experiencing and as he bottoms out inside you you let out a small, pleasurable whine.

You have never felt so full before in your life, no other partner you had filled you up just as much as Peter does, and it felt absolutely amazing. With Peter spending time prepping you to take him, you barely feel any pain and it takes only a second of Peter being fully sheathed inside you before you start beginning him to move, it’s a request he’s glad to fulfil as he slowly pulls out before slamming back into you and starting an almost brutal pace.

As Peter thrusts in and out of you at a rapid pace, you wrap your arms around his shoulder and dig your nails into the flesh, the pain of which combines with the pleasure of your cunt squeezing his cock and pulls a deep moan from Peter that has you dragging your nails down his back leaving red marks in your wake to hear it again and again. Your own moans join in with Peters as his cock hits against either your g-spot or your cervix with every thrust, driving you absolutely insane with pleasure to the point that black dots began to gather in your vision as another orgasm rocks through you unexpectedly, a result of combining the after effects of your previous orgasm and the pleasure currently coursing through every nerve in your body.

Peter lets out a deep groan as you clench around him, eyes moving to watch his cock piston in and out of you and at the white ring of your cum that had gathered around the base, “Fuck princess you feel so fucking amazing on my cock, squeezing me so good.” You try and form words, anything to show Peter just how amazing he’s making you feel, but you can’t. The words die in the back of your throat and are instead replaced simply by whines and moans but they’re still sounds that make Peter’s cock twitch inside of you.

Peter continues his assault on your pussy, chasing his own high, the pattern of his thrusts becoming irregular and scattered as he rapidly approaches his own orgasm. “Fuck…princes I’m going to cum” He was going to pull out and cum on your pussy and stomach, never had any intention of cumming inside of you until your soft voice quietly calls out an “inside.”

His eyes snapped up to meet yours and something feral reflected in them, “You want me to cum inside you princess? Want me to fill you up?” You nod your head as best you can and Peter slows down his thrust

“Oh God, yes Peter…please fill me with your cum.”

Peter speeds up his thrusts once again, hips slamming hard against your pelvis and balls slamming against your ass, the squelching sound of your pussy and the slapping of skin fills the air and joins the erotic symphony of your combined moans as Peter chases his high, the only thought in his head being how pretty you’re going to look with his cum dripping out of your pussy. It doesn’t take long until Peter trusts become sloppy and he sheathes himself completely inside you, tip of his cock pressed right against your cervix as he shoots rope after rope of hot cum inside of you with a loud groan.

Peter almost collapses on top of you, but he stops himself by placing his forearms by your head and using them to support his weight as his eyes move over your face, watching intently as you catch your breath and slowly come back to reality after three orgasms. He gently brushes one hand across your face in an attempt to ground you and as he cups your cheek to rub a thumb across the skin, you reach for his hand and cup your own around it. “You okay?”

You nod and turn your head to place gentle kisses on the palm of Peter’s hand, which has him smiling down at you gently and placing his own soft kisses against your forehead, “I’m going to pull out, okay?” You nod again, eyelids fluttering slightly and a small whine leaving your lips as Peter removes his cock from inside you, the stimulation a little too much. Peter whispers a gentle “sorry” and places more comforting kisses against your face and shoulders, the hand on your cheek continuing to rub against your skin to try and comfort you.

Peter places a gentle and loving kiss against your lips, the tenderness acting as such a juxtaposition to how deeply and roughly he had been fucking you moments before. You smile into the kiss, hand curling around the back of Peter’s neck to play with the baby hairs at the base. Peter pulls back from the kiss with a smile and pecks your nose gently, the cloudiness that had previously been in your eyes fading slightly as the skin to skin contact you have with him grounds you back to earth.

“Do you need anything? A shower, a bath, snacks?” You take a deep breath, pulling Peter down so he’s even closer and nuzzling into his neck, inhaling his scent as deep as you can and placing a light kiss against the skin, “A bath would be nice.” Your voice comes out soft and just above a whisper, had Peter not been deliberately paying attention he would have missed it.

“Okay princess, let’s run you a bath.” Peter goes to lift of you, but you keep him tight in your grip and wrap your legs around his waist, further restricting him from moving and going to draw you a bath. You let out a noise of discontent as he tries to pull away once again and Peter chuckles slightly at the sound. If you weren’t willing to let him go, then he was just going to have to carry you, which he did as he wrapped and arm around your waist for extra support and stood with you in his arms.

“Don’t worry princess, I’ll take good care of you”

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Tony approaches Natasha at the bar, wanting a drink but also a little curious as to where you had disappeared too. You were on his arm when you both entered the party, though you quickly separated from him to go and socialise with people your own age after you had greeted all the necessary benefactors and he remembers seeing you with Parker briefly and then with America and Shang-Chi, it was their first Avengers formal event so he assumed you were reassuring them, but he hadn’t seen you since and he was getting just a little worried.

Nat, having seen Tony on his way towards her, places a glass of scotch, neat, on the bar top and smirks to herself as he grabs the glass and downs it in on go before he starts questioning her. “Have you seen my daughter?”

Natasha lets out a small hum and leans forward on the bar, using her forearms to support her weight as she does so, “I might have.” Tony rolls his eyes at the Widow and lets out a huff of air, placing his empty glass down with a little more force than necessary.  Natahsa’s smirk grows into a knowing smile as she glances to the door that both you and a certain spiderling had disappeared out of about 2 hours earlier and had yet to return from. Tony follows her gaze and he feels his heart tightening at the thought you had left with someone, “She left with someone?”

Natasha nods her head, “‘Bout 2 hours ago.” Horror slowly fills Tony, you would only be away for that long for one reason and one reason only and it was not one he was ready to consider for you. Despite being 21 years old, you were still hes sweet, little girl and the thought of you being sexually active was horrifying. Not only that, most people here that weren’t members of the Avengers were his age and older and he did not want you mixed up with them and there were very few members of the Avengers around your age, well specifically one and as the thought crossed his mind Tony started to glare at nothing, his jaw clenching and unclenching as he did so, “Parker”

Natasha laughed at Tony, a full belly laugh that had her throwing her head back as she did. After she settled down her laughter enough, she was able to grab onto Tony's shoulder to stop him from storming into your bedroom and seeing something he really did not want to see, “Oh come on. They’re young, let them have their fun.” Tony huffed out once again, as Pepper's voice filled his ears. He hadn’t even noticed her coming up beside him and taking his hand in hers to calm him down, though his temper flares again as Natasha speaks up once again.

“At least it’s not Barnes she’s running off with.”

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[waywardcrow]

All eyes on us.

Summary: This wedding needs to happen, it's the only way you can protect the ones you love, the only problem is that you're in love with your husband-to-be and he would never love you back.

Pairing: Mob!Bucky x Stark!reader.

TW: Really not so many, talks of murder but very lightly, mentions of mysogyny, implications of mafia kind of stuff, death of parents, mention of future smut, curvy!reader, no mention of y/n and reader's nickname is Bells (context coming soon), kind of enemies to lovers but not really enemies, arranged marriage, this will be a +18 story so minors dni.

Disclaimer: English is not my first language, please tell me if I make grammar mistakes.

Part of the Yours to lose series.

Pictures from pinterest and graphic and dividers by the amazing @ firefly-graphics so all credits to the creators.

Everyone was waiting for her but she kept looking at herself in the mirror.

The wedding dress was beautiful, Pepper told her it was what Maria Stark –her mother- wore in her own wedding day and she loved it, the silk was too soft, hugging her curves with an ethereal touch and it had a subtle scent that she assumed belonged to the mother she couldn't remember.

Tony swore their mother loved her, their father too, the young bride couldn’t help but doubt it, they would not love her if they could see her now about to get married to a man who didn’t love her back, a man who humiliated her once for his pride, someone who probably only wanted what this arrangement could give him back.

How would she survive this marriage when it was impossible to leave the room and get to the Cathedral?

A knock in the door pulled her out of her mind, finding Natasha smiling at her in the reflection of the mirror.

“Are you ready, dear?” her friend knew the real answer but still gave her the chance to speak.

“I was about to go” she lied and the redhead gave her a knowing look “everyone it’s waiting, isn’t it?”

“You’re the bride, honey, they can wait” Natasha walked to her, looking like a goddess in her silver dress and put her arms around the bride’s body “you can say no, we can fight Russo’s father, hell, Billy would love having one more excuse to kill him.”

She was sure Billy would do it, not only for her but for his sister, for Madani and for himself but it wasn’t time yet, the alliances needed to be settled, Stark and Barnes had to fight alongside to kill Pierce and Carlo Russo. She made all that mess before getting her family back and nobody would take them from her, never again.

“It has to be done, Nat” she put the veil in her head and took the beautiful bouquet Becca left for her earlier “let’s go.”

Her friend must have seen something in her eyes that made her nod.

“Alright, Bells. Let’s do this” her nickname, the one Yelena gave her when they met years ago, made her smile, who could ever thought that knocking someone out with Christmas bells will change her life?

Natasha guided her trough the corridors to the waiting room where Tony was talking in a hushed tone with Pepper, her sister-in-law radiant with her baby bump, reminding her why this alliance needed to happen.

“I’d be waiting outside, dear” Nat kissed her cheek and went to take her place with the other bridesmaids.

Tony was staring at her, pale like a ghost, whispering his sister's name. It wasn’t the first time in the last months Bells was told how much alike she was with his mother, their mother but this time Tony didn’t say anything, just looked at her eyes to find determination that matched his concern.

“Everything it’s beautiful, Peps, thank you” the bride said and the ginger smiled with a hint of sadness barely visible.

“It’s the least I could do for you, topolina. You deserve beautiful things” she never had a mother, not that she could remember, but with Pepper there she could feel like she did.

Pepper gave her husband a gentle squeeze in the arm and went to join the rest of the guest.

“I have Frank ready to go, say the word and we leave” his first words almost made her chuckle, he spent the last fifteen days planning ways to get her out of this but Bells always refused, a small and stupid part of her happy because she would marry the man she loved.

“I want to do this, Tony, for all of us” that part it was true, this marriage was the only way she could protect him and Pepper and the baby, Billy and Dinah, Frank and Maria and the kids, the family she dreamed about since she was a kid and that she finally had. It also would save her from Carlo Russo’s greedy hands.

Bells knew one or two things about the mob, mostly from movies and for that she was sure the respect from his brother to her choices were more part of his good soul, she heard some stories from Maria that made her want to kill Carlo Russo even more.

True to the man she met not too long ago Tony didn’t fight her, instead he straightened his bow tie and extended an arm out for her to take it.

“Then allow me to walk you down the aisle, signorina, it will be my honour” the charm went back to his eyes and Bells could breathe, if she could count on them, she could do anything.

The music started playing when the wedding planner gave the signal and every one of her friends smiled at her or blew kisses at her before marching down the aisle. From where she was she could see Maria walk with confidence, not sparing a glance to her father who unfortunately was sited next to her brother Billy and Dinah.

Natasha was the last one, looking at her with reassurance one last time before following the others, then it was their turn.

“I love you, topolina”

“Love you too, Tony”

The crowd of guest was an unfocused picture, she only had eyes for the man waiting for her at the altar, wearing a black tux with a new haircut, his long chestnut locks were gone, sending a silly wave of sorrow through her veins.

She loved his hair, in an embarrassing impulse she remembered pulling his long hair to get him to kiss her again when-

Bells stopped herself.

It was dangerous to think about those times, they were gone the minute he saw her as one of his properties and decided to punish her for something she never did.

Bucky’s eyes never left her the whole way to him, drinking her like he was dying of thirst. Steve must have noticed too because he gave him a subtle bump to get him to blink and stop looking like he would commit sacrilege in the middle of the church.

The beautiful glass windows projected a million colors around her when Tony lifted the veil and with a barely visible hesitance put her hand in Bucky’s.

“I’m confident you will protect her with your life, Barnes” was all he said, dead serious when Bucky gave him a solemn nod and her brother kissed her forehead.

With her eyes watching her step, Bells avoided looking at him until it was impossible to keep going.

A soft smile, one she thought she lost forever, resurfaced when their eyes locked and the bride could read what he was thinking.

She was his, always was and always would be and he would never let her go.

I'd do bad things with you >>>

Hiya! I'm super happy to post this story even if I don't know what I'm doing, to be honest I'm not fluent in italian, so here's the translation of the pet names I used:

-topolina: Little mouse.

-signorina: Miss.

If I made a mistake with that, feel free to correct me and tell me what you think! What do you think it will happen?

Love, Lily.

#bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x curvy!reader #mob!bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes angst

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Control

PAIRING | Boyfriend!Young!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 4.7K

SUMMARY | Your boyfriend has asked you to take over the control in the bedroom, and you're more than happy to do it. You two go down an incredible path of exploring what he likes and loves and discovering what it's like to put your trust in someone else's hands. In the end, you both learn a lot about the other person and will happily do it all over again.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | No powers AU, established relationship, use of nicknames (Love/My Love, Sunshine, Puppy),

SMUT | Dom!Reader, Sub!Tony, subspace, discussion of safewords, safewording, use of traffic light system, light bondage (tied up with a scarf), begging, dirty talk, praise/praise kink, degradation, light teasing, edging, Mommy kink, spanking, anal play, anal fingering, cumming untouched/prostate orgasm, aftercare

A/N | @ccbsrmsf1: This fic is dedicated to you because you have helped me immensely by giving me inspiration, proofreading, and suggesting this hot as f*ck GIF for this one! I hope you will enjoy this as much as I did when writing it 💙

EVENTS Masterlist | @anyfandomkinkbingo | "Just hold me." Masterlist | @fandom-free-bingo Wild | Reassuring touches Masterlist | @marvel-smash-bingo | Domination

Banners: Yours truly | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF: @duckbuttt

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist

It's been a hectic week for both of you at college, but you're happy to finally have a night of peace together as you sit in his single-person dorm, glad to have the place to yourselves. You haven't often slept over at each other's dorms, but you enjoy every night you can spend together even more.

You just finished eating Chinese takeout together, and now you're both sitting on his floor playing a board game, one of your favorite activities. Tonight is 'Clue' night.

Since neither of you plans to go out the door tonight, you're already wearing your comfiest pajamas, and Tony is also wearing a simple, cozy outfit. He made your favorite tea, and soft music is playing in the background—the perfect setting for a relaxed evening together.

However, you're unaware that Tony is scraping together every last bit of courage to bring up a topic of conversation that has been swirling around in his mind for a while: he would like to explore what it's like if you dominate him in the bedroom. He's used to doing things the 'traditional' way, and even though that blows both your minds every single time, he would like to give you some control in that aspect.

He has thought about this conversation countless times, and in every single one, you're entirely supportive, but he can't get himself to say the words for some reason. When you're about to take a sip of your tea, looking over your Clue chart, he finally finds the courage and brings up the topic he's been desperate to talk about forever.

''Sunshine?'' he starts confidently and is proud of himself for sounding that way, though that confidence doesn't last long. You look up at him expectantly and give him a reassuring smile to let him know you're listening.

''I- I- Do you- No, I'm going about this all wrong,'' he mutters to himself, and you can see he's struggling with something, though you're not sure what that is exactly. A red blush spreads over his cheeks, embarrassment flooding his body because he cannot even ask you a simple question.

''What's wrong, Love? Is everything okay?'' you say, the game you were playing forgotten as you crawl over to where he's sitting before taking your place in front of him. You take his face in your hands to calm him down now that the nerves are completely taking over, your brows knitted together as you're getting worried.

"I-I want to ask you something," he whispers, his eyes cast down as he's a bit nervous to look at you when he asks the question. Giving up control is not something he's used to, but something he desires all the same, so he knows he has to ask it, no matter how difficult it is.

"And what would you like to ask me?" you ask softly, and he looks up at you. His cheeks still warm at the idea of asking his burning question.

"Are you okay with taking control during... you know..." his voice trails off near the end. Even though you know what he wants to ask you, you still like him to say it. Seeing him all flustered like this has you feeling some way, and you cannot get enough of it.

"During...?" you say, trying to coax the words out of him.

"During sex," he whispers. You two have had plenty of conversations about sex before, and it is not a taboo subject for either of you by any means, but Tony's not used to giving up control - or asking for what he wants, for that matter. He looks cute doing it, though, making your heart flutter.

"You want me to take control during sex?" you ask the question just to be sure, and he nods in response. The color on his cheeks seems to deepen even further, and you decide to have mercy on him.

"I would love that, My Love, but I would like to prepare beforehand to ensure we're both comfortable and not doing anything either of us isn't okay with. I'd love to discuss it first to see what you have in mind and go from there. How does that sound?"

"Perfect," Tony sighs as if a huge load has been lifted off his shoulders. Your reaction is exactly what he hoped for, and now you'll spend the rest of the evening discussing your plans instead, your board game long forgotten.

"So, I can only assume you've thought about what you want me to do because I already have a lot of plans, but I want to hear about your ideas first, My Love," you tell him, and he feels the blush on his cheeks burning brightly.

"Y-yeah," he responds in a soft tone, and it makes your heart melt. Tony's shy side never ceases to amaze you; you can't get enough of it. When he finally finds the courage, he tells you how he wants you to give him pleasure in every imaginable way. From light anal play to you fucking him deep and hard with a strap-on and from tying him up to blindfolding, everything passes the revue.

That night, you and Tony had an exciting night as you two discussed your shared fantasies, and it ended with a slow, love-filled session of sex, during which he could not stop telling you how much he loves you and how amazing you are.

"Nat? Do you have time to go shopping with me?" you ask your best friend and roommate, and she practically runs into your room, finding you in front of your closet.

"Shopping, you say? Is there anything specific you're hoping to find when we're out?" she asks, and you chuckle at her words. She knows you only go out to shop when you're going on a date with Tony, and you need to look your best, so her curiosity is immediately piqued.

"Yes. But please don't laugh when I say what it's for," you tell her, and she nods as she sits on your bed.

"Well, I'm hoping to pick out a beautiful set of lingerie that will ensure Tony goes crazy when he sees it. He has asked me to dominate him in the bedroom, and I guess I want to look... presentable when I do," you say, eyes trained on the floor as you do.

"Really? I have to say, I never thought he would be into that! You? Absolutely, but him? I'm surprised," she says as if discussing the weather. You know Natasha won't judge when it comes to things like this, but it's still not something you're used to talking about.

"I'm going to invite Wanda too, and we'll make it a girls' shopping trip," she tells you, immediately grabbing her phone from her pocket. Not even five minutes later, it is all arranged, and you two will meet Wanda at the lingerie store.

"Thank you," you whisper as you look at her, and she gives you a reassuring smile.

"That's what best friends are for!" she says, pulling you into a comforting hug. You're still very grateful to have been paired with Natasha as a roommate because you couldn't have wished for a better person to be there for you.

Once you're in the store, you have tried on countless color variations and sorts of lingerie, from two pieces to bodysuits, and you have had every color of the rainbow, but nothing seems right—until Wanda picks a beautiful red piece off the rack.

"How about this?" she says enthusiastically as she walks over to you, and you gasp at the sight of it. The delicate lace combined with the ribbon in the middle and the deep red color makes you fall in love with it immediately, so you go to the fitting room to try it on immediately.

Not long after, you walk out, smiling broadly as you show Nat and Wanda the lingerie. You look like you're glowing now that you're wearing the perfect lingerie, which looks like it was made to fit your exact measurements. Every tattoo is beautifully shown, and the low back also shows off the large phoenix on your back.

"I think we've found the one!" you tell them excitedly, agreeing it's perfect. When you're back in the fitting room, you give Tony a little sneak peek of what he'll be seeing. The red lace compliments your skin beautifully, and he almost choked on his drink as he received the photo. He is out for lunch with Bruce and Clint, but when he opens the photo, he can't concentrate on anything other than you.

When the little heart-eye emoji pops up in your messages, you smile again before changing into your everyday clothes. Once the lingerie is paid for, all three of you decide to go for lunch, and it just so happens that you choose the exact restaurant where Tony is as well.

As you push open the door, Tony looks over to see who's coming in. His whole demeanor changes the second your gazes cross each other. He sits up straight and can't help but smile, and both Bruce and Clint know exactly who just walked in the door without looking.

"Hi, Sunshine," Tony says as he gets up to greet you. His lips crash on yours in a possessive, needy kiss, his hand cupping your cheek as he does. His tongue immediately licks the seam of your lips, and you happily let him in. You can taste the drink he was enjoying just now.

"Hi, My Love," you whisper after he pulls away, and you sit opposite him in their booth. It's good that they still need to order their lunch because now all six of you can enjoy it together.

"So, did you get something special for me?" Tony asks you, and you nod. Even though you know he has seen your photo in the lingerie, you can't resist playing along.

"Sure did; I picked something beautiful for you, My Love. And I picked up some other things to make it even more special," you tell him with a wink, and you can tell Tony's mind is going into overdrive at the thought of what you possibly could have gotten. You picked out a few regular candles, a scented candle, some massage oil, and a scarf to put to some good use, and you're looking forward to the moment you'll be able to use it.

The lunch is spent laughing and gossiping among your friends, and you could tell something was going on between Bruce and Natasha, but you decided to put a pin in that and ask her about it another time. You're all spending time together; your afternoon couldn't have been any better.

"Are you ready, My Love?" you ask Tony when you leave the bathroom. You have put on the lingerie you bought a few days ago, your hair is pulled back, and your make-up is darker than usual, but it's giving you a sultry look that has Tony's cock twitching anticipation already. You have instructed him to sit on his knees in the middle of the bed, his hands folded behind his back.

"Look at you sitting there, so pretty for me, Puppy," you tell him, and the bright red blush you love so much has appeared on his cheeks. His cock is standing at attention against his abdomen, and you can tell he's painfully hard already, but you'll be taking care of him soon enough.

"Can you tell me about your safewords?" you ask him, and he nods.

"We'll be using the traffic light system, so green means that I'm good and we can continue, yellow means a small break to adjust or reposition if necessary, and red means stop and moving into aftercare," Tony tells you softly, and you nod.

"You're right, Puppy. What's your color?"

"Green," he tells you, and you nod. Before you move on, you do a last scan of the room, and every candle burns. Soft music plays in the background, and you have a towel, massage oil, water, and food ready for aftercare.

"I want you to lie on your stomach for me, Puppy, so I can massage you to get you to relax a little. It's new to both of us, so I want to go slow today." Your voice is sturdy despite the slight nerves swirling in your stomach.

"Okay," he whispers, and he moves to lie down on his stomach, his cock trapped between his stomach and the sheets as he does. When he is in position, you drizzle some massage oil on your boyfriend's calves and thighs, watching the muscles flex as the cold substance hits his skin.

"Color?" "Green, Sunshine," he sighs, and you move to massage both his legs, starting with his calves before moving up to his thighs. You take your time to massage every inch of him, relaxing him as you do. Soft moans leave his lips as your fingers dig carefully into his flesh.

The dusting of hair on both his legs makes you chuckle as your fingers run over it, as it feels soft under your fingertips. When it's time to massage his back, you put a little more oil on it before running your hands over it with long strokes, and you can feel the nerves and tension leave his body with every passing moment.

After you've thoroughly massaged his back, you move down, ready to pay some special attention to his butt.

"Are you okay with me massaging your butt and some light anal play?" you ask him, and he has told you beforehand that's something he's willing to explore - though you still ask to be on the safe side, in case he has changed his might.

"Yes, Sunshine," he whispers, and you lean over his body to grab the small bottle of lube you have put there in advance. Your hands are still slicked up from the massage oil, so you first take your sweet time to massage each cheek before landing a playful slap on each, making him moan a little louder from the pleasure he's feeling.

"Sit on your hands and knees, Puppy. Show me what a good boy you can truly be for me," you order. Even though it takes him a few moments to adjust to the new position, you're delighted with the sight in front of you.

Tony's buttcheeks are spread open beautifully, exposing his puckered hole for you, and his cock is hanging under him, fiery red and already leaking pre-cum. There's a wet spot on the bed where it was trapped underneath his body, making you clench your thighs at the sight. He's been enjoying himself more than you thought he would have.

"Spread your legs for me, Puppy," you tell him, and he does as he's told. However, instead of moving on to pleasure him with your fingers, you get off the bed to grab a long, thin scarf you brought with you for tonight.

"Since I will bring you all the pleasure, I will tie your hands together. You will do what I say when I say it, and I do not expect any talkback unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?" you tell him sternly, and you can see his cock twitch at the way you're talking to him. It doesn't quite come naturally to you yet, but you still enjoy it at the same time.

"Y-yes, Mommy," he whispers, his eyes clenched shut.

"What did you say? You need to speak up; otherwise, I can't hear you, Puppy. And I know for sure you can talk louder than that," you say, and he finally looks up at you, eyes glossy and his mouth slightly slack. It finally dawns on you to know how much he enjoys it, and your panties are officially ruined as a gush of arousal soaks your panties.

You look at him with a raised brow. Even though it takes him a moment to gather his thoughts, he finally manages to say them properly, and you're very proud of him.

"Yes, Mommy, please tie me up," he says as he looks wholly fucked out already, and you have barely touched him apart from the massage. The anticipation has him trembling slightly, so you decide to take a bit of mercy on him, swiftly tying his hands to one of the bars on his headboard.

"Look at you, Puppy, you're fucking beautiful like this," you praise Tony, and he whimpers softly at your words. He's leaning on his elbows, and his ass is perfectly presented now that he's sitting like this.

"What's your color?" you ask when you take your place behind him again, seated on your knees between his spread legs.

"G-green," he croaks out, and you smirk at his response. The sight in front of you is nothing short of perfect, and you're glad he asked you to do this—you'll definitely be doing more of it in the future, too.

"So beautiful, Puppy," you whisper as your hands glide over his cheeks, and you can't resist the urge to give a nice spanking on them, marking them with your handprints in the process. As your hands make contact with his plush flesh, you feel a jolt of electricity going through your body, and the sheer power you're currently having over your boyfriend has you on the edge of orgasm already, and tonight isn't even about your pleasure.

"More, Mommy, please!" Tony begs you, but instead of spanking him again, you take hold of his balls, catching him by surprise as a soft gasp leaves his lips.

"What did I say? You don't talk unless you're being talked to," you remind him, and he nods. You roll his balls in your hands, giving them a gentle tug and squeeze every now and again that has Tony gasping and moaning within no time, his cock only leaking more and more pre-cum as you do so.

"You close, Puppy?" you ask him, and he nods. He only needs a little more to cum, but just before he can, you pull your hand away, leaving him on the edge of an orgasm with a whine.

"It's okay, Puppy, I'll let you cum later. First, I'm going to have some fun with this beautiful, tight hole of yours, and if you're a good boy for me, I'll let you cum in my mouth so I can swallow every last drop of that delicious cum of yours."

You reach over to grab the lube, and you flip the top open, ready to put some lube on your fingers to open him up slowly, ready to take your fingers before you allow him to cum.

"What's your color?" you ask as you see him jerk as he hears the lube.

"G-green," he whispers shyly, but you don't entirely believe him, giving him the chance to try again.

"Tony, can you tell me your color? It's okay to need a break," you tell him, reassuring him as your fingers softly glide over the side of his thigh, his entire body trembling in the moment.

"Yellow," he says as he drops his head, ashamed of having to speak safeword right now. He goes to sit on his knees, his head hanging between his upper arms, a blush spreading over his cheeks from embarrassment.

"Can you tell me what's going on, My Love?" you say as you crouch next to the bed, your face on the same level as his while your hand runs soothingly over his back. Concern is all over your face as you look at him, and your heart hurts slightly at the sight.

"I'm very nervous. Please just hold me for a moment," Tony asks. You nod in understanding before moving onto the bed and by his side, holding him now that he needs it most.

"That's okay; you're allowed to be nervous. We're only doing this for the first time, and I'm proud of you for safewording when you need a break. I promise you that you're doing amazing right now," you tell him, your free hand cupping his cheek, and your thumb runs soothingly over his cheekbone.

"Thank you," Tony whispers almost inaudibly, and you smile reassuringly. You lean in for a soft kiss, which he happily reciprocates as his mind calms down and the nerves slowly seep out of his body. He trusts you completely with everything, but it was too much for him right now, and he's glad you stopped when he needed it - and that you gave him the space to take the break he wanted.

"There is no need to thank me, My Love. This is what we do: We trust each other and listen when others need it. Love is a two-way street, and we're on this together," you tell him, and he nods.

"I love you, Sunshine," he tells you, and you smile brightly at his words. The butterflies in your stomach go wild at the sight of your boyfriend, who willingly puts every ounce of his trust into your hands.

Once Tony has given the all-clear to continue, you have taken your place behind him again, and he's wiggling his butt in anticipation of what's to come. There's an apparent change in his behavior, and you know the small break did him well. He drank a few sips of water before moving on, and he felt a lot better than before.

"Ready, Puppy?" you ask after slicking up your index finger with the lube you opened earlier.

"Yes, I'm ready," he says to you, and you spread his cheeks with your free hand, the other one moving to slick up his puckered hole as well. The moment your finger makes contact with the rim, he gasps at the cold feeling of the lube on your finger, and you chuckle.

"Keep breathing for me, Puppy," you tell him when you notice he's holding his breath, and he does with a long exhale. He wasn't aware he was holding his breath, and he inhaled deeply as you massaged his rim.

Your gaze is laser-focused, and you bite down on your bottom lip when you slide in the tip of your index finger. Tony rocks back against your finger, trying to get more of it after a bit of taste, but you don't give him the satisfaction of doing that.

"Stay still, Puppy. I'm the one who decides the pace right now, and you're going to take whatever I'm giving you," you reprimand him, and Tony whimpers at your words.

After a short moment, you pick up where you left off, your free hand kneading the flesh of his butt as you slowly and carefully stretch him further on your finger until you can comfortably work two of them in. You let out a content hum as you feel his walls pull around your fingers, and you suddenly understand why he loves using his fingers on you.

"That's it, Puppy, you're doing so well for me," you praise him as you find his prostate. Your fingers gliding over it earn you a loud moan as he pushes his hips back, wanting you to do it again.

"You like that, huh? Does my Puppy like it when I play with his ass until he cums like a fucking slut? Yeah, I knew you were nothing more than a little hole for me to play with until you cum for me," you say as you slowly work him up to his orgasm.

"M-Mommy, please!" Tony begs when he's close and doesn't need much to reach his high.

"What do you want, Puppy? Let me know what you want. No, beg me for it like a pathetic little slut," you order, and he slips even further into the fuzzy headspace as you do. He enjoys it and wants to stay in it forever, having you take care of him forever when he's like this.

"M close, Mommy, l-let me cum! Please, spank me, Mommy!" he says, and you're going to be forgiving to him this time. Just as your fingers work over his prostate again, you smack him hard on his ass with your free hand, and he cums with a loud, broken moan.

Endless ropes of his cum paint his sheets as his cock keeps twitching, and his hips rut against your fingers as you work him through his orgasm, praising him endlessly. When he's spent, he collapses to the side, careful not to trap his sensitive cock between his thighs by accident.

"That's it, Puppy, such a good boy! You listened so well to Mommy. You're beautiful when you cum for me like this," you tell him as you pepper his entire body with kisses, reassuring and praising him constantly as he catches his breath. You quickly untie his hands, so he has his free range of motion back.

You come to lay behind him, pulling him close to your body as you act like the big spoon, though in reality, he's still a lot bigger than you are. Despite this, his hand seeks out yours, and he laces his fingers together with yours when he finds it, his thumb rubbing over the back of your hand.

"You did so well for me, My Love; you listened so well," you tell him. The two of you stay like that for the good part of 15 minutes as you keep praising him to ensure he comes down from his high carefully, not wanting him to crash.

"Can you sit up for me, My Love? You need to drink some water and eat some strawberries; it'll give you your strength back," you tell him, and he nods slowly. With slow movement he sits up against the headboard, his thighs spread a little to not hurt his cock.

"That's it, such a good boy for me," you whisper as he takes a few sips of water between each strawberry. He moans at the taste exploding in his mouth, the sweetness coating his tongue with every bite.

"I'm going to run a bath for you, okay? I'll be right back," you tell him, and he nods. The bath is drawn in a few minutes, and Tony sits in it to relax after your scene. You brought his water and the strawberries, which he's now happily munching on while sitting and soaking in the bath.

"I love you so much, Sunshine. Thank you so much for doing this," he tells you, and you smile brightly at him. The sparkle in his eyes shows you everything you need to know, and you could not be happier about how everything turned out.

While Tony is enjoying his bath, you change his sheets and prepare a comfortable outfit for both of you before preparing the couch with your favorite blanket and more snacks to enjoy as you watch a movie.

Once Tony is done, he dries off quickly before putting on the outfit you put on, which matches yours. As a surprise, you bought matching cozy pajamas for the two of you, making you look adorable together. Tony lets himself fall onto the couch in his dorm, and you quickly sit next to him before putting the blanket over your legs.

"Thank you for everything tonight, Sunshine. It was truly a beautiful experience. And most of all, thank you for trusting me enough to explore these things. I know I couldn't have done it without you," Tony tells you as you're curled against his side.

"I should be thanking you for trusting me, My Love. You have been very brave in doing this and also for safewording when you needed it. I'll be looking forward to doing this again in the future, though, because it was a lot of fun to explore this together," you tell him, and he nods.

He leans down to capture your lips with his in a featherlight kiss, but it conveys every ounce of emotion and love his words can't. That night, you two watch a movie while cuddling up on the couch, eating the snacks you prepared, and laughing endlessly without a single care.

Just as you're about to reach for another snack, you suddenly get nauseous before making a beeline for the toilet. Little do you know that the future you're dreaming of is closer than you could ever imagine, and your world will be turned upside down for the better when it does. With your boyfriend by your side, you can get through everything life throws your way, though, no matter how significant it might be.

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[larcenywrites]

Imagining a young!Tony desperately horny after a date with you that, like many, ended in sensual kisses and hands wandering a little low or not low enough). It doesn't take much to get him hard, but when the thought of finally getting lucky is all he's been thinking about, the sweetest cheek kiss is enough to have him twitching in his pants. He usually ends up jacking off a time or two, but that's not really doing it for him anymore. He needs to fuck. He needs to be on top (preferably of you) and finally able to thrust his hips and be busier with clawing at the sheets than stroking his dick.

Maybe it's pitiful and feral, but he's never been so frustratingly hard. Naked and bent over the edge of his bed, he's desperately humping the pillow that typically lays undisturbed next to his own. One hand is balling up the sheets, and the other is hooked beneath the pillow, holding it against him and keeping it still. The fabric is just rough enough to rub so deliciously against his overly sensitive cock, and the occasional tight crease the pillow's case creates flicks just right at the underside of his feverish red tip. Biting into the plushy cushion hardly hides his whimperish moans, but it does help to relive some of that pent-up aggression. He hunkers down more, bringing his other arm beneath the pillow as he desperately thrusts faster, moaning louder at the feeling but groaning at the closeness that still feels so far. He just wants to cum. He just needs to cum in you. So bad. In another sort of temper tantrum, his nails dig and grab at the plush that gives way too easily. He can already foresee the embarrassment he’ll feel after this whole ordeal in the back of his kind, but only briefly. And for only briefly, he’s able to trick himself, to imagine that it’s actually you under him. Soft and warm and limp beneath his weight. His hips dig deep into the pillow with another harsh thrust that finally pulls that first rope of cum from him. A rigid groan is muffled by what he wishes was your shoulder when he bites down, but he keeps going, weakly dragging his cock through the warm puddle he’s still adding to, driven further by the racy thought of pumping his seed into you.

With a panted sigh, he finally releases the pillow from his teeth and relaxes his assaulting grip. It’s not entirely satisfying lying limp in a sort of lonely afterglow, but he stays still for a moment anyway, grumpily nuzzling his nose into the cushion that barely smelled like your perfume and letting himself relax a little easier than he had all night. Just for a few minutes. Until the wet pool against his skin felt gross and he remembered that he’d just fucked a goddamn pillow. With a self-deprecating curl in his lip, he lifted himself up, thick strings of cum briefly following after his still semi-hard cock as he retreated, predictably too embarrassed to even look at the pillow he's just used, and quickly trying his best to remove the cotton case, using it to clean himself and debating on throwing it away, but the perverted part of his brain was convincing him to wash it and keep it. A dirty little secret just for him to know the next time you visit…

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[mostly-marvel-musings]

The whole Tony behaving like a cat thing lowkey got me thinking about calling him kitten 👀

Kitten

Pairing: Young! Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: 18+ handjob? dirty talk. Sub! Tony.

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If there were one thing you loved and hated in equal parts was seeing your drama boy, the genius Anthony Edward Stark stomp away from you and pout those incredibly kissable lips.

On one hand he was upset or angry at you and on the other he always managed to look too adorable for you to resist.

“Are you even listening to me?”

“You know I am.”

Tony’s arms were crossed and an annoyed look adorned his handsome face as he watched you tend to your adopted cat, Gelato.

He had been terribly sick a few days ago and was recovering, meaning you spent most of your time looking after him that included cancelling a few dates and zoning out on Tony.

He had been patient, truly, even for Tony being the hyperactive guy he was. Today however, he had some really exciting news he wanted to share with you, and all of your attention was pulled from him towards Gelato.

Tony had stormed outside your bedroom and plopped himself on the couch, his back to you and held a pillow to his chest, pouting.

Nothing a little extra TLC wouldn’t cure.

As you made your way towards your sofa that sat a very irritated Anthony Stark, you couldn’t help but smile as he sensed your presence and shook his head.

“What the odds of my other kitten forgiving me tonight?”

You smiled, not missing Tony’s side glance at your nickname for him.

“Very slim. And don’t call me that.” He huffed, not moving from his place as you leaned over the back of the couch so your lips were closer to his ear.

“Why? I know you secretly love it, kitten..” you dropped your voice as you gently tugged the pillow Tony was clutching away; smirking as you felt his breath catch for a second before he recovered.

Your smirk only grew deeper as you pressing your lips to his ear, slowly trailing them down his neck, practically feeling his defences melt away.

“I have ignored you, haven’t I? Allow me to apologise, Anthony.” You murmured against his skin, feeling victorious as Tony mumbled half a response, shifting in his seat as he allowing you to peel his t-shirt off of him.

Your hands shamelessly trailed down his neck to his chest, playing with his nipples enough to elicit a little moan all the while your lips littered his face with kisses.

“Just kiss me.” Tony whispered urgently, swallowing your grin by slanting his mouth over yours.

He tasted of bitter coffee and gum he’d had earlier, making you hum into the kiss as one of your hands snaked down his torso over his sweats-covered bulge.

“And I haven’t paid attention to you either, have I, my darling kitten?”

Tony let out a muffled moan against your mouth, hips reacting instinctively to your touch as you palmed his clothed erection. You let your fingers card through his soft hair, tugging gently as your tongue battled with his.

“Is this what you want? Answer me.”

You broke the kiss momentarily to look into those coffee brown eyes that were now hooded, filled with need. Obliging to his wordless nod, you let your hand slip inside his pants and boxers, his dick reacting to your touch.

You wrapped your hand around his thick member, stroking him languidly while Tony trailed his lips down your jawline, letting out soft grunts often as you continued your ministration.

“You’re such a good boy, Tony. So needy for me.”

Your words only spurred him on, hips moving on their own accord to match your hand as you swiped your thumb to gather precum from the tip of his cock.

He pulled his boxers down for you, making you chuckle before silencing whatever smart ass comment would leave your mouth.

You watched the way his chest rose and fell as you brought him closer to the edge, his cock twitching in your hand as you continued stroking him; all while Tony buried his face in your neck, letting out sounds that travelled straight to your core.

“Go on kitten. Come for me.” You whispered.

“God yes!”

Tony let out a muffled grunt before his cock spilled his seed over your hand and his lower abdomen, snuggling closer to you despite the position.

“You did so good for me, Tony.”

Try as he may to deny, Tony Stark was a sucker for this; your attention, especially when his temper tantrums led to this. He had felt safe enough to be his most authentic self around you, that included occasionally letting out his submissive side.

You cleaned him up later and joined him on the couch, grabbing your phone and typing something that piqued Tony’s interest.

“What are you doing?”

Instead of answering, you simply showed your phone to the man, where his contact details were open. You laughed out loud as he rolled his eyes and pushed you away playfully, unable to hide a smile that threatened to form on his face.

You had edited his name from Tones to My Kitten.

Who wrote this in the back of a car on her way to work? Yours truly.

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[justice-maul]

Character/Scenarios Kink List

Featuring: Dom/Top Reader ONLY! w/ Random Fandoms

Summary: A new little fun game for my followers and new comers to play with me, you can request anything from this list with the rules down below but aren’t obligated to as I will still write them regardless

Author Note: there will be some overused characters and actors because this list is of my personal favorites to write about, I change this list quite a bit according to my taste so keep that in mind

Rules for requesting are down below and the links/list are under the keep reading

Kink/character list:

Jealous Sex ft. Sherlock Holmes (Enola Holmes)

Thigh Riding ft. Bucky (The Winter Soldier)

Premature Ejaculation ft. Clark Kent (Superman)

Facefucking ft. Hal Jordan (DC)

Voyeurism ft. Belphegor (Obey Me)

Accidental Stimulation ft. Steve Rogers

Aphrodisiac/Sex Pollen ft. Jason Todd (Redhood DC)

Discreet ft. Bruce Banner

Size Difference ft. Scott Lang

Toys ft. Jake Wyler (Not Another Teen Movie)

Begging ft. Conner Kent (DC)

Kitchen Sex ft. Tony Stark x Avengers amab!Reader

Shower Sex ft. Pietro Maximoff

Caught Masturabting ft. Bucky (The Winter Soldier)

Overstimulation ft. Geralt (The Witcher Netflix)

Praise Kink ft. Matt Murdock

Uniform Sex ft. Bruce Wayne (Batman)

Scent/Smell Kink ft. John Constantine (DC)

Boss/Power Play ft. Natasha Romanoff

Hate sex ft. Lucifer (Obey Me)

Cockwarming ft. Loki

Face Sitting ft. Marc Spector

Spit ft. Steve Rogers

Breeding ft. Dick Grayson (Nightwing)

Tit Job/ Pec Job ft. Diavolo (Obey Me)

Frottage ft. Jake Lockey (Moonknight)

Hero/Villain ft. Tony Stark

At Work Sex ft. Clark Kent (Superman)

One Piece of Clothing ft. Thor

Bent Over ft. Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Drunk Sex ft. Anakin Skywalker (Star Wars)

Requests:

All of my existing blog rules must be followed here too, please be respectful and read these

You can add anything to it along with the kink and you may add scenarios and/or prompts even a plot,

Send me the number of your desire and I’ll write it next whether it be a headcanon or a fic

I can turn down a request, I have that right as a person

If a number is crossed out and says: currently writing, DO NOT REQUEST IT

The characters and kink will not be changed if you make a request on which one you want me to write

Alternative universe’s are welcome

I won’t do mommy/daddy/mistress/master labels, pregnant reader or character, having a child together,

I will not do cock cages or rings, pet play, monster sex, snowballing, vomit, poop, feet, pee, sneeze, vore, or gore. There will be no kink-shaming either. other than that I’m open-minded.

I will write it in a random order and you can request in a random order

You can add another character but can’t change an existing one

Be respectful of the kinks and do not shame others for theirs

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[tonysslut]

Imagine young Tony eating out his girl while she wears his MIT sweater because seeing her in his clothes really drives him crazyyy

yes yes yes yes

warnings: oral (female receiving)

you'd been waiting for him at the apartment all day, purposing wearing his sweater and those thigh high socks that drive him absolutely insane.

he's on you before you even get a chance to greet him, leading you into a feverish kiss. his hands are everywhere, in your hair, cupping your jaw, palming your breasts, but they freeze when he reaches under the oversized sweater and realizes you have no panties on.

every step he takes forward makes you take a step back until the back of your knees hit the sofa, causing you to fall back onto the plush cushions.

his dark, hungry eyes lock with yours as he spreads your legs. a shiver running up your spine as the cool air hits your bare cunt.

"such a pretty little pussy." he murmurs as he runs two fingers through your wet folds. a soft moan slipping past your lips when he bumps your clit.

pushing your legs to your chest, he dives in. licking from your puckered hole up to your clit. he moans at the taste of you, sucking your clit into his mouth as his fingers trace your entrance before sinking them into you.

you're a blabbering, whining mess as he eats you out. hand tugging on his hair, trying to push him closer as you grind on his face. he only pulls away to catch his breath, his nose and chin glimmering with your arousal.

"i only want you wearing my clothes from now on." he says against your thigh, gently biting the soft flesh.

"yes, yes. whatever you want." you moan out, mouth falling agape as his fingers curl up inside you.

"good girl." he smirks before sucking your clit into his mouth.

between his tongue and fingers, it doesn't take much longer for your release to wash over you. thighs enclosing are tony's head as he drinks up your arousal. languidly thrusting his fingers inside you to prolong your high.

he finally pulls away when you cry out at how sensitive you are.

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