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cottagecheese1 · 6 months

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A angst request where tony stark visiting his little sister reader in the hospital, stage 3 Leukemia cancer. Tony tells her about everything including being ironman and his team. Sister stark! reader gets to meet his team

Nice surprise

a/n- the end was a bit rushed but i am currently going through my drafts

Tony sat at his desk zeroed in on a mission a report that he’s set off to the side for weeks and weeks, not worried about if another shield agent called his phone asking for the mission report like some landlord begging for rent, but that was ok because Tony never really worried about much, the reasoning behind this was because he had pretty much all the money in the world to fix whatever issue that popped up. That was until that one call from the hospital when the doctor said his little sister had Cancer and there was pretty much nothing he could do about it except hope for the best. That was a problem money couldn’t fix, well he tried anyway, paying for all of the treatments known to mankind but still no positive result occurred.

When Tonys mind drifted to the thought of his sick little sister, FRIDAY suddenly came on “Mr. Stark you have a call from doctor Reyes” Tony suddenly shot up from his seat. That was your doctor, did something go wrong? What if something terrible happened to you? Tony took a deep breath and paced around the room.

“Put him on speaker friday.”

“Yes, Mr. Stark”

Suddenly the doctors familiar voice echoed around the room

“Mr. Stark I have good news and bad news about your sister” The doctor spoke firmly but Tony could hear the nervousness in his voice as the doctor spoke.

“Give me the good news first Reyes”

“Good news, we have been seeing improvements from the treatments, and we think if she can fight it off a little longer before she gets to stage four, we might be able to get most of the Cancerous cells out of her body before they spread even more.”

Tony sighed and smiled a little bit, he was glad there was going to be a little light in this situation, so that it would give him hope that the bad news wouldn’t be as bad as he thought it would be.

“I am very relieved to hear that doctor Reyes, and what about the bad news?”

“Unfortunately, your sister has moved on to stage three leukemia cancer, and who knows how long until she gets to stage four, but we were hoping you could come in and visit her. She took the news pretty hard and has asked to see you all day today. I think it would make her day but we do not want to hassle you Mr. Stark, we know you are a busy man.”

As soon as the doctor said that you’ve asked to see him all day, Tony was already halfway putting his jacket on and out the office door, Tony quickly respond with “Thank you doctor Reyes, I will be there in about ten minutes”, once the call ended, Tony practically sprinted out the front doors of the compound, rushing to his car quickly.

When Tony pulled into the parking lot of the hospital, he was able to gather himself again. As many times as he visited you, it was hard, harder than almost everything else he’s ever done or fought, but he had to have hope for you because Tony loved you with his whole heart, you’re some of his only family left, his rock, the one person that stuck beside him when everyone else left. He pretty much couldn’t live without you.

Tony checked into the hospital counter and signed his name on the visitor sheet, and made his way down the hallway, with a teddy bear in hand and since He’s visited you one too many times, he practically knows the hospital like the back of his hand.

Once Tony gets to your room and opens the door slowly, he sees you look at the direction of the door and you shoot up from your bed happily “Tony!! I missed you, what are you doing here?” Tony chuckled and bent down in front of your bed to give you a hug. “Hey kiddo, I just came by to see how you were doing, I missed you” Your mood seemed to drastically change when he said that. “Doctor Reyes told you to come didn’t he..” Tony stopped and sat down in the chair next to your bed and held your hand.

“Yes, yes he did but that does not mean I don’t want to see my favorite little sister, I love you okay?”

You seemed to crack a smile that made Tony's grin light up also “I’m your only little sister”, you responded with a bit of laughter in your voice

“Exactly, and I wouldn’t have it any other way”

Silence seemed to take over the room as you finished up your multitude of questions for your brother, Tony seemed to have one of his own, he then asked “If you would want to do anything in the whole world, what would it be?” you smiled and pretended to have a pondering look on your face then answered “I probably would want to meet the avengers, especially Captain america and Iron man”, Tony perked up and grinned and looked around then back to you.

“Well, would you like to hear a really really awesome secret..but you can’t tell anybody okay?” You looked at your brother intently while he spoke and nodded your head quickly, eyebrows furrowed. “Tell me, tell me, I promise to keep it a secret”, Tony smiled then said

“I’m Iron man..”

You looked at him suspiciously and said “Nuh uh, prove it.”, Tony stood up and pushed a button that summoned the suit onto his body then quickly took it off, looking down at you while your eyes were widened in awestruck he spoke “Do you believe me now?”, you looked at him and questions started to flow out of your mouth.

“Does that mean your friends with the avengers?”

“Have you fought any monster aliens?”

“Do you know Captain America?”

“Have you been to space!?”

Tony laughed and pushed you gently so your back was resting against the bed “Yes, to all of those questions, but-”, Tony got cut off right in the middle of his sentence as a feminine voice interrupted “Um, I am so sorry to interrupt but visiting hours are now closed, if you would be kind enough to make yourself out, thank you”, Tony nodded and went over to your bed to give you a quick peck on your head and whisper something in your ear, and you seemed to nod excitedly at the information spilled to you.

The next day Tony had made arrangements to make a perfect visiting time and clear all of the other avengers schedules for you to meet them, he knew this would mean a lot to you and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure this was perfect.

Tony got to the hospital with two other cars following him, all the avengers known, packed in three cars and he couldn’t wait to see the smile on your face, Tony then spoke “I’m sorry I had to disturb anyone's plans, but I know this would mean a lot to my sister, she’s just a kid that got handed a rough hand”, Steve responded with a sympathetic look on his face and responded “it’s really no trouble Tony, we’ve all agreed that we would do anything just to make it a little bit better for her” the others around him seemed to nod in agreement “but still, thank you all”, Steve smiled back “anytime Stark”.

While walking into the hospital, and checking into the visitors sheet seemed to take twice as long, Tony knew the look on your face would all be worth it. As they all stood in front of the door to your room he opened it slowly and you popped up quickly.

“Tony! You’re back!”

“I am back, but I have some friends with me also”

You tilted your head, until room people walked through the door and you gasped with a wide grin on your face.

“Thank you Tony! You’re the best big brother ever, I love you so much”

Tony went over to hug you, and all the avengers watched in awe at how loving their boss could be, but soon enough they all sat next to you, ready to answer any questions that you may have had, and they all stayed until visiting time was over, while you were sad they had to leave as they gave you their goodbye hugs. The only person in the room left at the end was Tony, as he came over and sat next to you. You felt your eyes tear up and gave your brother a tight hug then spoke

“Thank you Tony, you really don’t know how much this means to me, I love you”

“I love you even more, but I always want you to know that I would travel the moon and back for you”

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ironstrange1991 · 2 years

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Anything Else, Mr Stark?

+18 Smut

Pairing: TonyStark x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4,3k

Warnings: Age gap, Slight female dominance, Love bites, Dirty Talk, Male and female oral sex, Male and female masturbation, fingering, P in V.

Synopsis: When the reader gets a job in the Stark Industries she doesn't imagine that she would work as assistant to Tony Stark himself. The chemistry between them is instantaneous.

Based in this ask: I’m a big fan of your strange smut and see that your also a big tony fan. Could we get some Tony/reader fluffy smut with a dominate reader pls?

A/N: I dont know about the fluffy part, but I tried to make this very smutty. It was a little bit hard to write Tony, but I hope I made him justice. I really love the guy. Hope you guys like it ;)

You were always great at getting into trouble, but this time you felt like you had crossed the line and while you were extremely happy to finally get exactly what you wanted, you were also terrified over thinking about what it meant to you and your job and your career.

You've always been the prodigy in high school, you've always gotten top grades in college, and it wasn't all that surprising when you got an internship to work at Stark Industries. It was your line of work, it was your goal and you celebrated a lot when it happened, you just didn't imagine that such a vacancy would be to be Tony Stark's own personal assistant. It was ridiculous, he was old enough to be your father, he was a snob and he was self-centered and all, but you always had a crush on him, the kind you have on celebrities. After all, that's what Tony Stark has always been to the world, a celebrity and of course, a superhero.

You barely knew where to start and when you went through HR you heard all sorts of comments and advice from "He'll flirt with you all the time, but don't get too excited he does it with everyone." to "It will be extremely difficult to replace Miss Pottz, she was his right hand, man."

On the first day of work you barely managed to eat in the morning and put on at least three changes of clothes before deciding what to wear. You wanted to look like a serious person, you wanted to look professional and maybe even a little older, but dressing differently didn't necessarily change your personality. When you arrived, the first person who saw you was his private security, Happy Logan.

"I imagine you already got your badge from HR. You must wear it all the time. It's a company requirement and it doesn't matter that you're not going to work within the company, you must wear it anyway."

You nodded, taking the badge out of your bag and putting it on your shirt and only then did you realize what he said.

"What do you mean I'm not going to work at the company? I applied for an internship here.."

The security guard walked out expecting you to follow him out of the building and opened the car door for you "You're the boss's new assistant, you're going to work at his house."

While you started work taking care of the schedule and events he needed to attend and the documents he needed to sign, you soon realized that being Tony Stark's assistant also included participating in auctions to acquire the paintings he wanted, buy cufflinks and socks and his favorite deodorant. You didn't really care about it, in fact you liked it and it was kind of embarrassing to admit to yourself why.

It took you two weeks to finally meet Tony Stark in person. You had spoken to him by phone and email and many texts, but finally seeing him in front of you was a terrifying experience, but in a good way.

Friday, the AI who ran the house and everything else, told you that he had arrived and wanted you to meet him at the workshop and so you went downstairs, the sound of ACDC blaring from the speakers. You had your tablet in hand ready to jot down anything he said or asked and tried your best to camouflage your nervousness and look as professional as possible.

You found him getting rid of the Iron armor he was wearing, and you were stunned to finally be in Iron Man's presence.

He finished what he was doing and turned around to face you "So you're the famous Y/N I've been talking to all this time."

You felt your face turning red "Me... famous? You're the celebrity Mr Stark"

He nodded still seeming to analyze you from head to toe "You dont need to call me sir, it makes me feel old. By the way, are you sure you're old enough to work? How old are you? 16?"

You blinked slightly offended "I'm 25"

He nodded "25..." He clapped his hands "Anyway, we have a lot to do, the holidays are over, Dad is home and I have at least 5 events to go to, two of them in the same night, I hope you're taking care of my schedule."

You nodded showing him what you had programmed on the tablet, but he interrupted you "No need to show me darling, I trust you. Just tell me what I need to do."

You nodded looking at him, his words taking root in your mind as you watched him take off the shirt he was wearing and put on another one. The man had known you for five minutes and was changing clothes in front of you.

"I've been told I need to let go of control and let people tell me what to do. Let's try this and see if it works better than last time."

You bit your lower lip looking at the tablet screen "You have a meeting with the company's shareholders tomorrow at 9 am. In the afternoon you need to dedicate some time to your project with the Nanotechnology armors, so I booked the restaurant for dinner with the possible new shareholders for 7pm and 9pm you must be at the charity ball for the benefit of..."

He came towards you "Sounds great. There's only one problem" He pointed at you and you were waiting for him to say something serious. "I don't have anyone to go to the gala with." He grimaced, "Yeah, I know, it's a tragedy. Can you imagine what they would say if the great Tony Stark arrived alone?"

You didn't understand what he was getting at or even if he was serious, sometimes it was hard to tell.

"Do you have a dress?"

"Me?" You stuttered "Yeah...yes, but..."

"On second thought, take some free time this afternoon and buy one, you can use the cooperative card, after all you'll be working."

You blinked, realizing what he was suggesting. "You want me to go to the gala with you?"

He nodded. "Can you think of a better way for me to make a good impression than to arrive at it with a 25 year old beauty?"

You looked away. You had already been warned about the flirtations, but it was hard not to react to them.

Happy Logan took you to shopping and you felt a little uncomfortable about the whole situation not just because you were buying a dress to go to the gala with your boss who happened to be the most famous billionaire in the world, but also because your heart was racing and you felt that your little experience with work and romantic relationships would be a hindrance to dealing with Stark's flirtations. After all, even knowing that they were just silly flirtations, you couldn't help but fantasize a lot of things in your head.

The next day passed so quickly that you barely noticed. At night you got ready in your long black dress and your high heels. You left your hair down to hide the bare back of the dress that you now thought was too flashy and put on a minimum of makeup.

You heard the sound of the Audi pulling up in front of your apartment and swallowed the saliva. You got into the car feeling like you might have a heart attack at any moment. He was gorgeous, as always. He wore a gray four-piece suit with a burgundy tie and flashy sunglasses even though it was night and the smell of his perfume was the most wonderful thing in the world. "Miss Y/L/N"

You smile "Mr Stark."

He smiles driving fast through the avenue.

The party passed in a blur for you. Stark passed from table to table greeting other millionaires and billionaires, Elon Musk was at the event. He kept his hands firmly on your waist the entire time and never introduced you as his assistant, it was always by your first name and although you told yourself that this should be something he would do to anyone, it wasn't what it looked like.

Although he offered all the time, you avoided drinking more than a glass of martini feeling too inebriated just by his presence and at the end of the night he dragged you out onto the dance floor and you knew he had had quite a few shots of whiskey. But you couldn't help but wonder what might come next.

"Is everything okay? You're a little too quiet."

He almost whispered in your ear.

"Sorry Mr Stark, I confess I'm a little uncomfortable dancing with you and I've just started this job and people might think that..."

"Let them think! I want them to think about it."

You looked at him in surprise "You don't need to explain yourself, but I do, Mr Stark."

He smiles at you, that smile you only saw on TV, that ironic, exaggerated smile that personally made your legs go soft.

"I think I'm enjoying hearing you call me Mr Stark, sounds dangerously sexy don't you think?"

You swallowed the saliva gently placing your hand on his chest and interrupting the dance "I think... I need to go to the bathroom."

He nodded leading you away from the dance floor. When you walked into the bathroom and looked at yourself in the mirror your face felt like it was on fire and it wasn't just your face that was in that state.

You sighed and washed your hands, two women walked past you, staring and whispering. Of course, that could not go unnoticed. You turned your back to the sink taking a deep breath and looked at the time on your phone, it was already past 11pm.

You sighed and walked out of the bathroom to spot Stark talking to a man who looked faintly familiar, but you didn't know where you knew him from. You walked purposefully to him, ready to ask him to leave and the man walked away before you got close.

"It's everything alright?" He asked sipping another shot of whiskey and looking at you as if he could undress you with his eyes.

You nodded "If it's okay, I'd like to leave now. I'm a little tired and I have a headache."

He nodded, downing the rest of the whiskey from the glass in one gulp and held out his arm for you and you walked out the front door together.

"Are you sure you have a headache or did you want to leave the party because I make you uncomfortable?" He said after a good few minutes of akward silence as he drove.

You shook your head "It wasn't what I meant."

He nodded taking the avenue in the opposite direction he should have "Where are you going?"

He smiles "Home.

"Mr Stark..."

He gave you a quick glance and then turned his attention to the front, "Don't tell me I've imagined all this sexual tension between us since the first time we saw each other yesterday morning?"

You were speechless.

"Look, if you want me to take you home I will, but I guarantee it'll be a lot more fun if you go with me."

You didn't even realize you were holding and twisting the fabric of your dress.

"Mr Stark, we can't do this or you'll never take me seriously. This job means a lot to me."

He shook his head "And why wouldn't I take you seriously?"

"Because sleeping with my boss is not the best way to make a good impression. It's actually the worst way and I don't know if it's my fault, I've always had a crush on you, maybe I gave the false impression that ..."

He placed his hand on your thigh, squeezing it and then turned his palm up. "Stop thinking. Just enjoy the moment, okay? Tomorrow we have a bunch of stuff to sort out before my trip to Switzerland."

You sighed. You should ask him to take you back, but you didn't want to waste that opportunity. Sleeping with Tony Stark had been your fantasy for so long and as strange as it seemed you loved the age gap between you, it was what made it all the more exciting. Besides, you couldn't stop thinking about what he'd said the day before about giving up control and doing what people tell him to do. Did that apply to sex too? You bit your lower lip and to show him that you had decided to give in to his request you put your hand in his on your thigh and he intertwined his fingers with yours.

Stark parked in the mansion's underground parking lot and opened the car door for you to get out. You took the elevator up and were greeted by the AI informing Stark that there were 21 calls to voice mail including a very angry message from Captain Rhodes.

"I'll talk to him in the morning" he replied to the AI as he poured himself a shot of whiskey. At first you were surprised by Friday's omnipresence, but now you were used to it and it made your job a lot easier.

You stood in the room, rocking on your own feet, not knowing what to say or what to do, until he came towards you, touching your face and looking at you with those brown eyes that seemed to see into your soul. He ran his hand down your neck to your collarbone and bit his lower lip dramatically. "You're a pretty little thing, you know that?"

You smiled shyly. You wanted that so badly, but now you were completely intimidated by his presence and you weren't like that. You weren't shy, on the contrary. Dammit, maybe you should have drank more after all.

"Don't be shy, why don't you show me what you can do?"

You bit your lower lip and gathering up all your courage you knelt taking your hands to unbuckle his belt. You could see that he was already half ready for you and you were curious to know if the size of his dick matched the size of his ego. You unbuttoned his pants pulling them down and smiled at the sight of his cock under his underwear. You pulled on his boxers and licked your lips.

It was average size, but it was thick, with a fat and pink tip and you weren't disappointed at all. You didn't think twice and put it in your mouth. You sucked only the tip first, your hand jerking him slowly from base to tip, the salty taste of precum on your tongue. He groaned in approval and drained the last of the whiskey from the glass in one gulp.

You took his moan as approval and put the shyness aside, spitting on him and stroking him with both hands now faster smearing him with your saliva leaving him wet and perfect for you. You kept one hand steady at the base, the other stroking him quickly and flicked your tongue at the tip as he moaned louder now and brought his hand up to his head holding his hair.

"Fuck darling, you really know what you're doing. Its so good." He bit his lower lip now hard, suppressing his moans that were getting louder.

You hummed on his cock, spitting on it again and putting it in your mouth going all the way down swallowing it whole until the tip hits the back of your throat. He panted in surprise, he had already gotten a lot of blowjobs, but you were perfect, you made deep throat look so easy and you did it so well and he knew that if he didn't interrupt you he was going to cum in your mouth and he didn't want to cum , not before he could fuck you.

He grabbed your hair pulling your head and taking the dick out of your mouth "That's very good darling but we don't want the fun to end before it starts, do we? That little mouth of yours is too good."

You stood up and he ran his hand over your lips, spit running down your chin, your mascara melting in your eyes, somehow he found it a lot sexier than how it had been before.

You were so beautiful, from the first moment he laid eyes on you he knew he needed to fuck you, the fact that you had a crush on him only made that even more obvious. He pulled you to his lips kissing you passionately, you moaned into his lips and he found it adorable.

He held your hand firmly in his. "Come with me, darling." He took you to his room. You had never entered his room before, it was impressive like everything else in that house. He continued the assault on your lips and down your neck, his goatee scratching your skin and making you shiver. He wasted no time and undressed you quickly, first taking off your dress and then unbuttoning your bra, leaving you only in your underwear. He continued kissing pushing you gently onto the bed.

You lay down on the bed and he came over you taking one breast to his mouth, sucking the nipple, the other firm hand on your other breast squeezing and playing with the other nipple between his fingers. His lips went down to your belly and his hands pulled your panties slowly, he took them off and threw them there on the bed. Your legs drooped to the side and he gave you just one sly look before he lost himself there between your legs. You moaned loudly as he licked all the way from your entrance to your clit. He did it again and stuck a finger inside you.

You moved your hips involuntarily and moaned, "Fuck darling you're so wet for me. I love the taste of your cunt." He stuck a second finger curving on purpose to hit your sweet spot and with the other hand he opened the folds of your clit and flicked his tongue into the bundle of nerves and every fear, every doubt you might have had how disappeared while Stark made you break down into incoherent groans and praise.

"Fuck Mr Stark, you do it so well." You brought your hand to his head grabbing his hair and begging for more friction. You knew he was holding back, still testing the water on you, but you needed more. You sighed getting up and propping yourself up on your elbows. It was really one of those situations where you need to see to believe. The great Tony Stark lost between your legs going down on you.

You pulled his hair and he got the message and came right over you. "How is it possible that you're still wearing all those clothes?" You asked impatiently and he laughed "Why don't you help me get rid of them?" you knelt on the bed hurrying to take off his jacket, you took off his tie and shirt while your lips eagerly trailed down his neck giving open mouth kisses and biting lightly.

He sat up in bed, getting rid of what was left of his clothes and getting deliciously naked for you. You smirked at him "Sit and lean against the headboard." He stared at you in surprise but obeyed, happy to see you take control. You wrapped your legs around his hips kissing his lips passionately, his cock brushing against you

"You said you want to give up control and let people tell you what to do..." You whispered in his ear as your hand was looking for his tie on the bed "Let's see how good you are at following orders Mr Stark." He bit his lower lip, his eyes glistening with excitement. "I'm all yours, miss."

You finally reached the tie "Give me your hands". He obeyed and you tied both of his hands together tightly on the headboard. "No touching." You said in his ear, you bit his earlobe and he groaned "Fuck, darling, you're full of surprises."

You grinned, moving your lips down his neck and pinching one of his nipples

"You've been teasing me all night Mr Stark, now it's my turn."

You kissed him passionately and went back to biting his ear "Now tell me where do you keep the good stuff?"

He smiled satisfied and looked towards the bedside table. "In the bottom drawer."

You got up and opened the drawer to find a box full of sex toys, condoms and lube. "Why am I not surprised, Mr Stark?"

You got the lube and a condom.

He moaned softly as you began caressing it with both hands.

You would take turns between stroking him fast and firmly and just holding the base massaging the balls and rubbing your palm lightly on the tip.

"Fuck, you gonna make me cum like this. Please dont make me cum yet I want to fuck you"

You smile lessening the intensity of your caresses on his cock and caught his lips between your teeth. "Look at you begging not to cum."

You took the condom and opened it quickly and placed it on his dick without difficulty. He was rock hard for you. You put some lube on his cock and spread it with both hands then positioned yourself on top of him lowering slowly "You just got one thing wrong Mr Stark. I'm going to fuck you."

He groaned loudly when he finally penetrated you, stretching you. "Darling, you are so tight. Please move, fuck me."

You clung to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and began to move using the muscles of your thighs to maintain a fast, intense rhythm.

He moaned and you caught his lips on yours kissing him with desire, your tongue entering his mouth and dominating his.

You were enjoying it, the idea of having the almighty Tony Stark tied to the bed and at your mercy to do whatever you wanted with him and you knew it wouldn't last long, you could feel the orgasm building inside you "Fuck, this is so good, Mr Stark." You leaned against his chest increasing your pace, moving your hips with precision, your clit rubbing in his pubic hair. "I am close, so close"

He groaned, getting impatient and struggling against the bonds, but you were too close to stop now. "Oh my god, yes, yes, yes." You moaned louder feeling the orgasm hit you and you surrendered to him throwing your head back, eyes closed, your legs shaking as you continued riding him enjoying every second of your orgasm.

You touched his face and kissed his lips softly and he moaned into your lips "Untie me sweetheart"

You obeyed and he was eager to wrap his arms around your waist and lay you back on the mattress. He lifted one of your legs and leaned on his shoulder and entered you again, going deep. You moaned loudly. He braced one hand on the headboard forcing himself inside you, each thrust hitting your g-spot precisely.

"You're too good Miss Y/L/N. I can get use to be fucked like this by you."

His thrusts were getting stronger and faster and you knew he was close and you decided to provoke him pushing him towards his climax.

"Oh Mr Stark you are so good at following orders. Now cum for me, I want to see the look in your eye when you cum."

He kissed your lips urgently "yeah? I will give it to you then, darling."

His thrusts got even faster, his breathing more labored and he groaned loud giving in to his high, that pussy drunk look in his eyes was priceless.

He let go of the headboard and propped himself up on his elbow so he wouldn't drop his weight on you. He touched your cheek kissing you softly and then rolled over on the bed sighing "I don't know what I was expecting, but you definitely surprised me miss."

You felt your face getting hot as reality hit you again.

You moved to get up but he grabbed your arm "Hey where are you going? Come here." He pulled you into his arms and you could feel your body tense, you actually went to bed with your boss on the second day on the job, technically you had been working for two weeks but that was the second day since you saw him in person and it felt wrong somehow.

"I can see the smoke coming out of your ears, your brain shorting out from thinking too much. Relax sweetheart."

You sighed and he lifted your chin to face him "Did I ever say you're a pretty little thing?"

You smiled "yes, you did."

He nodded. "Fine, now you need to sleep and rest because I'm taking you to Switzerland with me tomorrow."

You widened your eyes "What? No, I have work to do here."

He shook his head, "Darling, I'm your job, you're my assistant, you do what I want, remember? I want you in Switzerland with me."

You nodded biting your lip "Anything else, Mr Stark?"

He smirked "You will find out eventually, Miss y/l/n"

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mymelodymia · 7 months

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y/n stark once said

*on mission*

Y/n: *gets hit* you come at me bro! I'll fucking stab your parents!

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"Because im just better then you!"

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"I am the superior stark. And you all know it"

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Little y/n: how's your girlfriend

Tony: I dont..have a girlfriend

Little y/n: I know, just reminding you :)

Tony: how's your mom?

Little y/n: *cries*

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Baby y/n: happy 😊

Happy: SHE SAID MY NAME! SHE SAID MY NAME!

Tony: she ment happy like the emotion

Happy: NO SHE DIDN'T, MY NAME WAS HER FIRST WORD!!

Baby y/n: happy 😊

Happy: AAAHHHHHHHH-

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Y/n: *gets killed in a game* .......AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *stops for breath* ...............AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *stops again* AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHaahahhh 😭

*the team listening in horror*

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y/n: *walks in with teddy bear*

Steve: aren't you a little too old to still have stuffed animals?

Y/n: aren't you a little too old to still have your virginity?

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"I have slight anger issues"

Tony: *side eye* "slight!?"

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yanderemcu · 3 months

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Yandere Tony Stark Alphabet

A=Affection (How do they show their love for you)

Holding,hand holding,hugging,kissing,cuddling,arm over shoulder

B=Bound (How much do they share with you)

Tells you everything wanting no secrets between you two

C=Cruel (How do they punish you)

Takes things away,uses his suit,silent treatment, spanking

D-Desire (How long until they take you)

1 year

E=Even (To what level are they dominant)

A bit dominant but not too much

F=Future(What are their future plans for the two of you)

Have a few kids. Never get married.

G=Gifts (What do they give you)

Anything and Everything. If you want anything just ask him for it you'll get it the next day.

H=Hell (Worst experience with them)

His jealous moments, his punishments or when Tony has his nightmares

I=Insane (How insane did they get because of you)

8/10

J=Jealous(How easily do they get jealous)

Very easily. Nobody goes near you.

K=Killing (How do they handle killing)

Uses one of suits and tortures them to death

L=Language (What is their love language)

All of them

M=Manipulation(What could you do to get your way)

Show him affection

N=No (To what strength would they go for you)

He'd do anything for you

O=Obsessed (How obsessed are they with you)

100000000/10

P=Pet names(What do they call you)

Love,Darling,Sweetheart,Hunny, Beautiful, Princess,Babe,Baby

Q=Quit (How would they act if you died)

Locks everything out for years

R=Runaway (What are your chances to get away)

He has cameras,suits and tech everywhere. No chance.

S=Stalking (How good are they at stalking you)

6.5/10

T=Type (What type of yandere are they)

Rich,Obsessive, Possessive, Stalker,Manipulative,Cling,Controlling, Isolating,Overprotective

U=Unique (Different from other yanderes)

Sugar daddy vibes

V=Vine (How would they feel if you fought back)

Very annoyed fast. He gives you everything and this is how you repay him?

W=Will (Would they do anything against their loves will)

Force feeding,holding,ties you up,uses his suit on you

X=X-Ray (How much do they keep hidden from you)

He doesn't like to hide anything from you

Y=Yearning (How much do they want you)

9/10

Z=Zzz (How do you two fall asleep together)

You hold him in your arms as you sleep

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incorrectcapsicle · 2 years

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Tony, trying to tell a joke: knock knock

Y/N: come in.

Tony:

Tony: you know what you little shit

Steve, in the kitchen: [trying so hard not to laugh]

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apocalypse-shuffle · 10 months

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TONY STARK | IRON MAN (616)

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“Office Time” (Tony Stark x Fem!Reader)

| Tony visits the reader at her office job. Just to hang out…no other reason.

| SFW, slice of life(?), nothing crazy happens they’re just talking, fluff

| Pic source: Tony Stark: Iron Man comics

| 2k+ words

Tony saunters into your office thirty minutes after finishing up with a business meeting in the area. He’s long since ditched his suit jacket, leaving him in a partially unbuttoned dress shirt and slacks, polished oxfords clacking on the vinyl as he travels down the office building’s nearly vacant hallways.

He knocks on your door while already walking himself in.

“Hey! It’s your boyfriend. Remember me?”

You glance at him briefly with a roll of your eyes but still flash him a smile before turning back to your monitor. The sleek black design was Stark Tech, gifted by himself, because no associate of his was working on anything less than the best. He can hear the tell tale signs of a conference call once he kicks the door closed behind him.

A small smirk eclipses his face at the sight of you and he edges his way across the room on silent feet. You toss him a curious glance but he waves you off. He’s got a hunch he plans on getting to the bottom of and he’s willing to risk your ire to do so. He thinks the reward will be greater than the risk in this case, though. Certainly more than his usual impulsive calls for excitement.

You only lightly startle when he plops down next to you on the floor behind your desk.

“So…” he starts, stretching out the word while settling comfortably beside your legs where they’re not fully under the desk.

“So?”

You hum and begin shuffling around with some papers. Tony feels like the file beneath your hands could knock Thor out; it's so thick.

“You know I love you, and all that good stuff. So, when I say this I'm really not trying to seem like the biggest jerk on the planet but, uh.” Tony scratches the back of his head as your eyes narrow at your screen. “Haha, okay. This is gonna be a little awkward, even for me, but did you get that package I sent you earlier?”

“Uh huh. It’s under my desk,” your face twitches funnily before you lick your lips. “It’s not secretly a…bomb…is it?”

You parse the question out tentatively and Tony blinks up at you.

“I would never do something so irresponsible.”

You squint, bright eyes still locked on whatever you’ve got running on the computer.

“Mmm, you kind of already have though.”

The corners of his eyes crinkle when the man smiles at you, blue eyes sparkling in amusement.

“I see what you’re trying to do right now, and it won’t work.”

“Oh you do? Well that’s okay because I distinctly remember a certain Armored Avenger crashing into the side of this building a month ago.”

“I’ll have you know, I was thrown, actually.”

You give a little nod randomly to the screen before addressing him.

“Whatever,” you sniff. “I could’ve died.”

“Okay, okay, I get it, the world's shittiest boyfriend award goes to me. Thanks.”

He’s going for playful dismissiveness, but if the look you throw at him is any indication he missed by a mile and ended up firmly at the corner of much too needy and much too self deprecating.

“Don't punch down, it looks bad on you. You still ended up saving me.”

“I don’t think the good deed counts if I caused the problem in the first place.”

“In this case we'll make an exception,” you frown at whatever’s on your screen but Tony doesn’t really know what to do at your reassurance. Eventually you fill the silence the room descends into.

“You’re good, though? Not slowly dying from some weird alien goo or anything?”

In a bid to dismiss your clear worry Tony waves his hand, “I’m fine, really. Just was in the area…Wanted to see you,” he shrugs. “Make sure you haven't opened that box.”

Tony gives himself a good chuckle before realizing the room’s other occupant isn’t laughing. His head whips to the side and his eyes widen. You’re cringing.

“Oh shit! You did? Honey...I...uh…” he trails off as you turn off your camera and slowly turn to him. Your face is pinched in guilt and embarrassment, and would you look at that, Tony feels like shit now.

“Hold on, Y/n, I’m not upset about it, just shocked I’m apparently rubbing off on you this much, and embarrassed.”

Your shoulders drop and you tap your manicured nails in succession once before your grimace turns into a soft smile.

You let out a small chuckle, “What’s so wrong with the gift you’d be embarrassed about it?”

“It’s just…uh…” he looks up at you and you smile.

“Proof that you care?”

He waves his hands around.

“No! I mean, yea- it just wasn’t supposed to come today.”

You nod sagely and place the gift, a beautifully crafted gold band set, gently atop your folder of doom.

“What exactly do you…think about them, though?”

Tony watches avidly as you chew on your lip for a moment.

He didn’t think after all you’d been through this would be the catalyst for you breaking up with him, but he really doesn’t want to disappoint you either.

It didn’t hurt that you were gorgeous to boot and could go toe to toe with Tony’s own brand of witt.

Neither of you take your eyes off the other as you suddenly push your chair back so you’re facing him. The moment you kick off one of your heels your boyfriend’s gaze locks on your bare foot. Tony’s breath hitches as you lift the fullness of your right leg up in front of his face. You slip the golden garter from your toes up to settle at the middle of your thigh, delighting in the way the hero tracks its trajectory.

Sliding the two thin gold cuffs up to your left forearm elicits the same amount of infatuation. After you finish putting on his gifts you meet his eyes and can't help the smile that tugs at your lips.

“Is that answer enough for you?” You lean forward to press a kiss to his cheek. “I love them, Tony. Thank you.”

Tony stares up at you, goofy grin taking over his face before he shifts to physically pat himself on the back. You laugh at him and turn back to your computer.

“Alright, yeah! Good on me. Best boyfriend of the year award firmly secured!”

You give him a little subdued upturn of your lips while flicking back on your camera. The meeting you’re in is still droning on without you.

“I won’t disagree with you, Tee,” you smirk. “Though that is a completely made up award.”

He squawks at your accusation, never mind that it was true.

You pay no further mind to his outburst except to shush him as you begin once again listening to what sounded like your team lead giving you all a hell of a talking to.

He takes to idly fiddling with his emergency screwdriver and the landline that was on your desk for the half hour it takes for your meeting to wrap up. He finds and disables a S.H.I.E.L.D tracker, two of Fury’s information gathering bugs, and one of his listening devices that was thankfully not transmitting -goddamn paranoid asshole- within the first twenty minutes.

Each time he finds something, identifies it and takes it apart, he shows it to you and by the time he’s fished out the last “addition” you look heavily irritated.

“Alright, yes, thank you for letting me listen in Ma’am…Mhm…Goodbye to you as well,” you say before logging off.

You turn to Tony, still cross legged on the floor, and your face goes from mildly irritated to furious in seconds.

“What the hell?”

Tony scowls at the ruined tech, “What the hell, indeed. Why would the General be tracking you?”

You shake your head.

“I work a desk job,” you say deadpan. “So it can’t be that, but I'd bet a lot that someone found out about us.”

“I want in on that bet,” Tony jokes lowly, dropping the ruined pieces of S.H.I.E.L.D tech into his pocket.

You rub at your forehead and Tony makes a soft noise before getting up on his knees and grabbing the hand that’s in your lap. He squeezes it softly.

“Don’t stress yourself out, I'll deal with it, okay? No one messes with my woman and gets away with it.”

You return the soft hold and snort as y’all lock eyes. Tony smirks and kisses the hand in his grasp. You smile softly down at him, bracing your elbow on the desk and leaning your head on your free fist.

“Your woman, huh?”

He can tell you’re putting on a brave face by how quickly your laughter fades after that. How fast your expression and tone goes from playful to something duller, and he knows he’s going to try and cheer you up before he even comes up with an actual plan.

“Yup.”

He winks at you, signature smirk softened around the edges, and you scoff while flicking his nose.

“Oh? Does that make you ‘my man’ then?”

“You’re damn right it does.”

You both let out quiet laughs while holding each other’s gazes. Dark lashes brush against brown skin when you blink and your eyes go half lidded, thumb running over his knuckles. It’s enough to make a grown man blush honestly.

Tony loves when the combined energy between you both sparks like this. It makes his body tingle in a way it never has with any of his past partners.

Sunset used to make him warm all over but it was never a good kind of warm, she used to make him feel lacking with nothing but pretty words and a flutter of her lashes. Tiberius didn’t make him feel like anything less than the shit stuck to the bottom of his shoe. Rumiko was like spring, blooming flowers and soft grass, but her dad had ripped her away the second he found out she was seeing a Stark so he’d never gotten to feel how they sparked. Janet made him want to dance and sing, her heat was like kinetic energy on a dance floor, but he was never a physical activity type of guy and she’d needed Hank more than him so their spark had fizzled out. Pepper and him had had a good run but in the end they hadn’t been what the other needed, but she was much more content with Happy anyway.

But you?

You made him calm like fall. All cool gusts of air and falling leaves when you looked at him during your rare moments of stillness together. Moments that made him want to fall into that pile of leaves and never come out. You pull him in like the world would stop revolving without you.

Your lips meet in a soft kiss.

You sigh against his mouth, hand moving to tilt his chin up more securely. He leans up to meet you halfway and you lean down to close the gap without a second thought. You and Tony devour each other slowly. You taste like coffee, like fall, and he’s desperate for it.

When you break apart neither of you are out of breath but he’s sure his eyes are just as dilated as yours. You’re only a hair's width apart as you breathe each other's air and he maps the intricacies of your face.

His eyes light up as he gets an idea.

“How bout’,” he pecks you on the lips before pulling back. “I cheer you up.”

“How so?” you ask, the smile you give him is wistful but the brown of your dark eyes twinkle.

Tony shivers. Your eyes only take on that mischievous sparkle when you’re planning or when you smell blood in the water and have somebody pegged. Tony usually likes the outcome of either of those.

There’s a twist to that usual assessing stare right now though.

You’re looking at Tony in the way Tony’s decided is reserved only for him. His stomach flutters. He’s not a particularly observant guy when it comes to normal people’s (ie: people that aren’t trying to kill him, use his money for villainy, or are who he fights beside) social cues, he accepted that years ago, but even he could tell that you were soft on him.

He throws you a heated look before adjusting his position on the carpet and moving down. He coaxes your legs apart with gentle touches before leaning in to plant a kiss on the soft inside of your thigh.

“I think I can come up with something,” he murmurs.

NOTES: Hope you enjoyed!!

This is not all canonical (obviously). Also mind any typos I’ll get to them eventually.

btw: if you’d like to leave a comment I’d very much appreciate it. this is a sideblog tho so I won’t respond.

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chaotictasha · 1 year

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Incorrect quotes#118

Y/n: (looking at Wanda and Nat) I love them both, but how do I propose to two people?

Tony: Two different restaurants, one person at each restaurant. Twice the dessert, twice the applause.

Y/n: Won’t people think it’s weird if there is a third person just sitting there, though?

Tony: I saw someone feed their pet dog crème brûlée from their mouth at the French place on the corner last week. I think faux third-wheeling at an engagement is the least of your worries.

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fluffyprettykitty · 1 year

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I looove your writing and I would like to make a request with tony stark, tony and reader as friends with benefits and they have a little drunk unprotected sex (after a party or a date) and she end up pregnant, she's all nervous about telling him, but when she tells him he's so happy to become a daddy and they officially become a couple? Thank you 😘 maybe a epilogue with them and the baby

Florescence

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

Word Count: 2000 words

Outline: Having long been in a fwb situation with the famous Tony Stark, you never thought that this would be the next step.

Author's Note: So this is set in my favourite Tony era, post im2, pre-avengers, no aliens to make my man sad, okay!!! Nonnie thank you for this lovely request, sorry it took a while, thanks also to anyone else who helped with their asks and thots, hope you will enjoy! Kept the baby nameless and gender neutral in the end so choose your own fantasy <3

Warnings: alcohol consumption, previous drugs mention, pregnancy, abortion talk, giving birth, breeding kink, hair pulling, oral fixation, daddy kink, public sex, bulge kink, multiple positions, spit play, oral sex (both), creampie, it gets messy and nasty basically.

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

Main Masterlist ・❥・Tony Stark Masterlist

NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

“You like it when I fuck you like that, huh?”

Tony grunts as his cock are full deep down your throat, a bit of mascara running down your cheek.

“What, mouthful? Mummy didn’t tell you it’s good manners to answer when someone asks you something?” He seems unfazed as he chuckles before he releases your head from his cock and you cough while spit and cum fall down your chin. Messy exactly as he likes it.

“Yeah, I do, daddy.” You smirk as you use your fingers to lick some of the excesses.

“Get up by the sink, grip tight then baby, daddy’s gonna fill that pussy.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.”

Getting up fast you position yourself on the sink, your skirt still pulled up and your shirt on the floor, from ten minutes ago when Tony was eating you out pressed against the wall so you could look at yourself in the mirror.

The music from outside was loud, followed by cheers, Tony’s downtown club had a famous rapper performing tonight so of course, you had to come.

And coming you were indeed.

Tony pushes his spent cock inside your slickness, your hands automatically wrapping around his neck. You had both been at it, friends since the first time you met at an expo a couple of years ago, and fuck buddies since that one time you both got drunk on that cruise ship. And you had to admit, Tony’s cock was your absolute favorite.

“Fuck me, please!” You plead, your fingertips creeping on his luscious hair while his hands grip your waist, descending on your ass, and his mouth stays on your neck, biting and kissing.

Tony was very much well into marking you whenever he got to spend time with you, after starting his life as iron man three years ago, that wasn’t as often as any of you would like.

He snaps his hips forward, gripping your body tight as he freely starts moving you against his cock, back and forth, switching it to fast slapping skin on the skin when he bit down your neck.

You scream to your heart’s desire, nobody could truly hear you and you wouldn’t even mind if someone could. The people closest to Tony already knew about your beneficial friendship so they knew where you had disappeared. No one would come looking for you two.

The dark-haired man didn’t have to do much besides spanking your ass during the concert and then grabbing your hand and leading you to the VIP bathroom.

“You look so good with my cock inside you baby.”

He muses when he pulls his teeth from your neck staring down between your two bodies. He stops his movements taking a moment to admire you like this. On his favorite position, with his cock inside you. If he could he’d never get out.

Or maybe only long enough so he could fuck your mouth.

He slowly brings a hand forward, pressing it on your stomach and pushing your body backward.

“Feel me, baby?”

“Yeah!” You breathe, as he presses his fingers on your stomach, his cock visible there.

“Impressive how well you can take it.”

“I can take anything daddy, please.”

“Please, what?” He asks amused.

“Fuck me deep, breed my pretty pussy, please!”

“Oh, but now I am admiring this work of art.”

“It’s gonna look much better when you will be fucking it right back in.”

He doesn’t even respond when your words make him pistol his hips, setting a fast and brutal place, letting you try and grab his hair for support. He is going fast and desperate at it, the sounds intensifying while you are pulling his hair tightly.

“Fuck.” He growls, evidently, your new way of positioning yourself has him feral, something evidently he hadn’t yet learned, and he is fucking you like a sex toy.

When Tony spills inside you, he only stops for a moment before going right back to it, fulfilling your previous request. Your legs could barely close from the intensity of the fucking and your multiple orgasms, so Tony instructs you through the back window, calling for a suit of his to safely fly you off to his tower.

Tony always got a little more feral on nights like this, drunk and a little high. By the time he got tired of fucking you, it was deep midnight. He had you on the bed, in the shower when you tried to wash away your sins, in the balcony when he headed out for a smoke, completely insatiable and utterly horny.

One could say that he could never ever have enough.

Not of you anyway. Or maybe he knew.

Several hours later, when you wake up, he’s back in his office having a meeting, so you leave him a note, thanking him before Happy is driving you safely back to your apartment. You shoot him a text as well with a grinning emoji and he replies back with a suggestive one. That’s how it always was, anyway. You’d see him soon enough.

Yet four weeks later, you are sitting in the middle of your bathroom holding a pregnancy test between your fingers as the lines begin to appear. You shut your eyes close. That’s not how things are supposed to happen.

Tony and you hadn’t met up again yet, he was busy on an iron man adventure away from the country and you were focused on a big project at work.

For the next two weeks, you try to reason with yourself. Do you want this baby? Do you want to tell Tony? Could you keep it and then pretend to him it wasn’t hit? He will come to look for you when time allows him to. Would he even like it? Does he even wants kids?

Career-wise, you could raise it all by yourself, and if you’ve always wanted children, your mother would be more than happy to help you. So that’s the first person you call and she also encourages you to talk to him and so does your best friend and her best friend. It was only one phone call. Hell, you could even text him. But you knew it had to be in person.

Eventually, you head to a doctor, confirming your pregnancy and determining the exact date and it’s very obvious it’s his. You sit in the doctor’s office, legs crossed, impatient, with the weight of the world on your shoulders as the tv on mute is playing an interview of Tony smiling and gesturing as always does so and in your heart, you know. That man had to know. You couldn’t bare the burden on your own anymore.

So you take your phone out of your purse and call his number and hear his voice asking for a voicemail. In one breath you leave him a message telling him you need to talk cause it’s important.

Tony on his end believes you have met a man, and he tries to surpass his jealousy when he shows up at your door holding a bouquet of flowers. Now that was unusual.

You greet him warmly, invite him and offer him a drink before sitting on the couch with him. You are rubbing your hands on your body trying to gain more confidence until he stops you and gently holds your hand.

“Just tell me. Blurt it all out in one go. Whatever it is.”

It always surprised you how serious he could be at a critical moment. The soft smile on his face was to give you strength even if his heart was beating faster.

“Tony.” You pause look him in the eyes and then look down. You wouldn’t wanna see him disappointed so you will be speaking to the floor.

“Tell me, I’m all ears.”

“I’m pregnant. I wanna keep it.” You whisper, staring at the floor, your fingers nervously trembling against his hand.

There is silence for a bit, and the only thing you can hear is your heartbeat until you turn your head a little to look at him. He is grinning, looking down with a tear clearly hanging off his beard. He is slowly moving his shoulders, trying to come up with something to say.

You have to say something, and fill the room with sound.

“If you don’t want..”

“Stop.” He clears his throat and looks at you squeezing your hands with one hand and bringing the other to your face. “I want you. I want this. I want your baby. Our baby.”

“You should take all the time in the world to think about it.”

“I am thinking about it. This is everything I ever wanted.”

“Tony…” You try to form another sentence, trying to alleviate him of this burden but he only wraps his arms around you as you clearly start sobbing.

“You make me the happiest man in the world. Honestly and sincerely. I always dreamt of a family, I never thought I could get it, not with the drugs, the parties, and anything else.” His hands are caressing your back as you are still unable to grasp your emotions.

“I never thought you could want me like that.” He continues, smiling to himself. “Like a baby daddy.” He chuckles. “Though I gotta say I’m a traditional man and you know the inheritance and everything.” Now you are laughing too between sobs burning your face inside his chest and this newfound happiness.

Later you both call your parents together, and Tony asks for your hand over the phone. Your mom insists on a family dinner. He agrees. He brings a diamond ring, with your initials on it. He knows you’d never take his last name, your mom is happy, and so are you.

You agree on civil marriage, with Happy, Rhodey, and your best friends in attendance, and away from the spotlight. You just give a small announcement to the public along with a picture from your wedding day. All smiles, you are both wearing white.

The next several months of your pregnancy are straight out of a movie. You look for a penthouse together, Tony simply refuses not to be on the top floor. He agrees on you paying for the groceries and anything else you might like. You make plans to adopt a pet soon. He brings you flowers every day. Sometimes when he needs to stay away for iron man reasons, he sends Happy to keep you company. You want every show under the sun together. Tony still shows up with flowers.

When the day comes, you are well into your tenth month begging the doctor to take the baby out of you and you agree on induction. Doesn’t take long for the baby like this, and even though is painful and gut-wrenching Tony stays by your side, holding your hand no matter how much you are threatening that you are never doing this again.

Too bad he had already plans for five more. But you didn’t know that back then.

When the baby is pushed, he is right there grinning and exclaiming “I see a head! I see a head!” followed by a “they look just like you, baby!”. The nurse allows him to cut the cord and then carefully, they wrap the baby up to bring them to you. You never knew you could feel such happiness and such exhaustion in one moment.

He wraps a hand around your back and kisses the top of your head, you are looking at your baby, you know they look just like him. “They look just like you.” He smiles and rubs his chin on your head. Looks like you found something to disagree on.

When you need to leave the hospital, he has a helicopter booked for you. You tell him ‘there’s no fucking way” and he brings over Happy with a car. You leave the hospital hand in hand, reporters are waiting outside, and you both smile and go on your merry way.

And your happiness can only grow stronger.

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mostly-marvel-musings · 9 months

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if you're taking requests, could you write something about young!Tony taking his girl on a date to a drive-in movie or to picnic date at the park 🥺 maybe some smut in the car or at a secluded deserted place like a nearby canyon or something? it's all up to you

To more drive-in Movie dates

Pairing: Young! Tony x F! Reader

Warnings: 18+ themes, heavy make out? Fluff.

A/N: Helloo my Stark squad! Back from a sabbatical. Hope y’all are doing well?! Enjoy ;)

Word count: Close to 900-1000 I want to say? Idk.

The inside of his car was quiet but you were confident the inside of his genius mind was all chaos. Okay, to be fair, your predicament wasn’t dissimilar either.

This was your third official date with Tony Stark - the most sought after, intelligent, handsome boy in your class. The two of you had been friends for a while before one day you felt a switch in your dynamic and an attraction began to bloom, one that was mutual to your relief.

You just clicked when you were together, it was easy and comfortable, but that same time there were sparks and well, all sorts of naughty thoughts that kept you up on most nights.

There were several occasions where you two had sneaked away into deserted classrooms to share a steamy kiss or two, hands wandering over your bodies but nothing beyond that. You wanted to take it slow and Tony understood that.

Tonight was different though. You could feel it. Palpable sexual tension was the best you could describe it.

Glancing to your left, your eyes shamelessly roamed over Tony’s handsome silhouette that was occasionally bathed in warm yellow by the passing streetlights. His floppy hair that your fingers longed to caress, his thick, kissable lips that he criminally teased you with.

All of him was irresistible tonight.

His floppy dark hair that your fingers longed to caress, his thick juicy lips that had you dreaming for days, his wandering hands that roamed your curves with abandon. Your mind let out a longing sigh.

“Did you say something?” Tony’s soft voice broke you out of your daydream.

“Huh? No! Nothing. Nothing at all.” Your cheeks warmed as you straightened up, looking the other way to hide your flushed state.

“Well, you thought of something. Tell me. You know I won’t let up.” Tony’s hand gave your thigh a gentle squeeze, coaxing you further.

Nothing went past the genius.

“Nothing you just, you look very handsome tonight.” You went for it, knowing he wouldn’t let you be in peace if you didn’t spill your guts. Tony smirked and brought your hand upto his lips to kiss the back softly.

“Why, thank you sweetheart. You’re the stunner though, you look gorgeous.” He chuckled, keeping your entwined hands close to his chest as he drove you closer to the drive-in movie location you had zeroed in on weeks ago.

As traditional dates and Tony Stark go, this was by far your most cliché date yet, you were excited nonetheless.

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Halfway through the movie, your thoughts went back to the man beside you who was unknowingly teasing his bottom lip with his tongue, something you wish you hadn’t seen because it was enough to distract you.

The close proximity, his intoxicating scent, the whole cosy atmosphere was driving you insane and all you wanted to do was grab him and kiss him until you forgot your own name.

You had a feeling your thoughts could have been loud enough for Tony to hear, because he chose the same moment to draw you closer and drape his arm around your shoulder, his thumb gently caressing your exposed skin. Even the slightest touch was enough to rile you up as you pressed your thighs together.

Tony’s face was closer than it was before now, enough for you to feel his breath on your cheeks. His smirk was evident as he pressed his soft lips against your flushed skin, waiting for you to turn around and face him.

Meeting his darkened gaze, you were certain it matched yours before your eyes closed and lips met in a kiss. It wasn’t one of those that was meant to be innocent or soft, this was filled with need. Need to taste the other, need to forget your surroundings and focus on nothing else but Tony.

He cupped your face tenderly before letting his fingers weave through your hair, letting out a soft sigh against your lips. The packet of candy slipped from your lap as you angled your body towards Tony, your own hands sliding up his neck, pulling him close.

His tongue teased your lips before plunging inside, giving you a taste of the sweet candy laced with that perpetual coffee taste that was associated with Tony Stark.

You let out a soft mewl as Tony captured your tongue and sucked on it ardently, hands tugging on your hair now.

“Come here.”

He murmured against your lips, helping you straddle his lap on the driver’s seat before he pushed it a tod accommodate your new position.

It wasn’t a surprise that the tent formed in his pants met you as sat with your legs on either side, pulling his soft, brown hair as his lips descended along the column of your throat.

Tony left no inch of your skin untouched as your make out session turned the car windows foggy. Lust bloomed deep within you as Tony’s hips acted on their own accord and lifted up to meet your core, wanting nothing more than to let him have his way with you right there.

It was a heady mix for your senses, making you realize you had never felt for someone so intensely, a primal desire that you possibly couldn’t describe in words.

“I want you, Y/N.” Tony’s lips parted from your skin, his lust-blown brown orbs peering into yours as he whispered.

His voice traveled straight down to your core, stoking the fire that burned deep within your belly. But a part of you knew your first time together with Tony wouldn’t be in the back of a car seat.

“I’m not having sex with you in this car, Stark.” You whispered, sounding out of breath as your fingers tangled with his soft, dark hair.

Chuckling when he gave you an adorable pout, you kissed his puckered lips, lingering them there.

“But…I didn’t say we couldn’t do other stuff.”

Raising an eyebrow, you let a hand slide down into Tony’s pants to palm his strained cock.

Watching him shudder under your touch was a whole other level of high, his mouth fell open as he let out a shaky breath, hips bucking forward towards your touch.

“You little minx.” Tony whispered before pulling you forward to kiss you.

Promptly Tony’s hand slipped between your bodies and inside your pants to find your warmed entrance. You hissed as his fingers gathered the slick from your folds, swirling it over to open you for him.

“Jesus honey, you’re soaked for me.” He mumbled, his husky voice sent you further into the depths of desire you felt for this man.

His thumb rubbed circles over your clit while he lazily pushed a finger inside your tight heat, reveling in the way you reacted.

You worked in tandem, a sexy steady pace to pleasure each other while the rest of the audience reacted to the movie that played in the backdrop. Breaths entwined, you touched foreheads as you continued bringing each other closer and closer to climax.

Tony’s agile fingers expertly tended to your needs, adding another finger to stretch you further whilst rubbing your bundle of nerves. It was a challenge continuing to stroke Tony’s length while being so close to your orgasm, but you were determined to make him come with you.

It took a swipe against his swollen tip and his curling fingers inside your walls to push you two over the edge, your legs shook as you came around Tony’s fingers, letting out a shuddered moan that he swallowed by kissing you.

You felt his cum across your hand as he emptied himself, a grunt echoing from his chest as you continued milking him.

After kissing him for what felt like an eternity, you came down from your highs eventually and with cheeky grins.

“More drive-in movie dates?” You whispered, pecking his lips a couple of times, smiling when he chuckled heartily.

“You bet.”

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Talk dirty to me

PAIRING | Iron Man!Tony Stark x Journalist!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT | 5K

SUMMARY | You have been asked to interview and shadow Tony for a few months regarding his research in nanotechnology and his life as Iron Man. During this time, the sexual tension builds quickly between you two, and when you can't stop staring at him while he's working, the tension snaps, and you learn about a new kink you never knew you had.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | Age gap, mutual pining, slight insecurities.

SMUT | Porn with plot, use of traffic light system, lots of dirty talk, praise kink, sir kink, size kink, hair pulling, fingering, handjob, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), squirting, cream pie, aftercare

A/N | This one-shot is written based on a request I received from a lovely Anon! From the moment this appeared in my asks, I could not stop thinking about it, and @ccbsrmsf1 and I have been drooling about this since that moment. So dear Anon, if you wish to reveal yourself (if not, I totally understand that too!) I'd love for you to send me a DM so I can thank you personally for your amazing ideas! 🩷

A/N 2.0 | This is proofread by my best friend and biggest supporter on this website, @ccbsrmsf1. I wouldn't be here without you today, and I cannot thank you enough! I love you 3000 🩷

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The past three months have been interesting, to say the least. From being asked to interview none other than Iron Man himself about his research on nanotechnology to shadowing him for five months, it is a rollercoaster you never expected to get onto. Still, you do not want to get off because it's too much fun.

But that's not all because, during these months, you and Tony have also been building on the sexual tension that is palpable between the two of you. From semi-innocent flirting to not-so-innocent grinding on the dancefloor after a few drinks, it has all passed the revue, and it is like a rubber band that is about to snap. One more move, and it will snap, leaving both of you to lust after the other like never before.

Today, you're just observing Tony as he's working on his research, which would have been simple enough if it weren't for the fact that he's wearing a skintight shirt that exposes his broad shoulders, muscly, veiny, bulging biceps and forearms. His large, strong hands with long, skilled fingers have been the subject of your wet dreams. Your lip is pulled between your teeth as you look at him.

The shirt is pulled tight over his chest and abdomen, allowing you to drink in every inch of his muscles, which leads you to his narrow waist and thick legs covered in dark jeans that seem to hug his thick bulge and round butt perfectly, making you squeeze your legs together at the sight.

"Are you enjoying yourself over there, Sweets?" Tony asks with a quirked brow, and your eyes snap up to his as a flush appears on your cheeks at the fact you've been caught. You nod shyly, and a mischievous grin dances on Tony's lips as he walks over to where you're sitting on a table, which is the perfect spot to observe what he is doing.

"Did you like what you just saw? I'm sure you did because you've been clenching these delicious thighs and biting that perfect lip the entire time, huh? Don't think I haven't noticed it, Sweets; I can smell your arousal on the other side of the lab," he tells you in a low, rumbling voice that sends shivers down your spine.

"Y-yes, sir," you stammer out, the red color on your cheeks deepening when he stands before you. He moves forward as he places his hands on the table on either side of you, and you can't help but tremble as he's mere inches away from your face.

You accidentally knock something off the table as you shift your body a little to be more comfortable, and the heat on your cheeks now spreads from the tips of your ears down your chest as the embarrassment takes over completely. However, before you can think about it too much, Tony has cupped your face in his large hand, feeling the warmth radiating onto his long, calloused fingers.

"It's okay, Sweets. Nothing to be embarrassed about," he whispers before leaning forward, his lips kissing softly on the corner of your mouth. Your eyes flutter shut at the feeling of the softness of his lips on your face, a shuddering breath leaving your lips.

"A-are you sure?" you ask, and he nods.

"I'm sure. Whatever it is that you broke is nothing that I cannot replace; otherwise, it wouldn't be lying out here on the table," he says, and you can feel yourself already becoming calmer, the tension you were feeling earlier slowly replacing with need at the close proximity between you two.

Tony's hand drops down from your face to your bare thigh as he trails the tips of his fingers to the edge of your skirt, teasing you a little as a smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

"You're perfect like this," he whispers in your ear, and you can't suppress the soft moan escaping your lips as he says those words. You have always enjoyed receiving praise, but hearing it from Tony does something to you that you have never considered. It only arouses you further.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice your skirt, Sweets? It barely covers your ass, so it's no wonder I could tell that you want me. You do want me, don't you?" Tony whispers between the kisses from your jaw to your throat until he reaches the sensitive spot beneath your ear.

You moan out a soft yes, and a small smile tugs at the corners of Tony's lips. Hearing that you want him just as much as he wants you has him twitching in his pants. He dares to move his fingers beneath the hem of your skirt. Just far enough to have a little taste of the skin hidden by the denim fabric, yet not enough to give you what you desperately want.

"Good girl," Tony tells you as you spread your thighs slightly, giving him the access you know he's been asking for without actually saying it. The flush on your cheeks returns as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to hide the fact that his praise is making your stomach flip and your skin feel like it's on fire.

Your breath hitches as you feel Tony's finger hook behind the elastic of your panties, allowing it to glide along the seam where your thigh meets your hip before moving away again just before he reaches the place you need him most. And once more, you're clenching around nothing because he loves being a tease.

A slight pout on your face has him chuckling before he leans in and kisses it away with a small peck, a smile taking its place instead when he pulls away. His hands slide under the hem of your shirt before pulling it off and over your head, revealing the light pink lingerie you're wearing underneath.

"This color looks beautiful on you, Sweets, but I know for sure it'll look even better on the floor," he says teasingly as he unclasps it, the fabric sliding down your arms and onto the floor effortlessly. His breath hitches in his throat as he sees what you've been hiding all this time, as two small, silver rings are adorning your nipples.

"Fuck," he whispers as he keeps staring for just a second too long, the blood in his body rushing to his cock at a rapid pace now that he notices them. Maybe you're not as innocent as he may have thought you to be, and he's practically drooling at the sight in front of him.

When he finally snaps back to reality, he grabs both your breasts, kneading them softly as he revels in the soft moans you let out. He cannot get enough of hearing them, though his ultimate goal is to have you screaming his name as loud as you possibly can, no matter who can hear it.

"Who would have thought that someone as sweet as you has her nipples pierced, hm? I bet they're nice and sensitive," he says as he softly tugs on the rings before playing with your nipples, your head falling back as the pleasure is increasingly growing. Tony takes the opportunity to suck some bruises onto your neck where it meets your shoulder, your fingers lacing into his hair.

Soft moans keep tumbling from your lips as the two of you stay like this for a while. Tony's lips on your neck have the arousal pooling in your panties again, and you're pretty sure there's a small puddle on the table where you're sitting at this point. From the teasing to the way he plays with your nipples and the praise he gives you, he is doing a damn good job of having you melt into a puddle.

"S-sir," you moan out eventually, the ache between your legs too much to handle at this point. Your clit is throbbing in anticipation as he pulls away, his gaze locking onto yours. The brown of his eyes is almost completely gone as lust has taken over.

"What's on your mind, Sweets?" Tony says sweetly, and you slip into the fuzzy headspace you always enjoy getting lost in.

"I need you," you whisper almost inaudibly, your eyes locked in a heated, lustful gaze.

"Yeah? Do you need Sir to play with that cute button between your legs? Or do you want me to slip my fingers in that undoubtedly tight, warm, and dripping pussy of yours?" he asks, and your eyes flutter closed at the thought of his fingers inside you, bringing you to your orgasm.

"Both," you tell him, and Tony can handle only so much before his restraint snaps. His fingers glide past your bare stomach down to your skirt, which has ridden up entirely from the rocking motions of your hips.

"What's your color, Sweets?" he asks, and your eyes slowly open before finding his. You may never have discussed the traffic light system with him before, but you still need to be aware of what he's talking about, and it gives you a warm sense of security.

"So, SO fucking green," you tell him with your eyes half-lidded, and Tony can't help but feel proud at the way you are already so fucked out, despite him barely touching you. It's a sight he knows he will never get enough of.

"Good girl," he says before pulling down your panties, the soaked fabric being put in the back pocket of his jeans to save for later. A soft moan slips past your lips again, and Tony can't stop reveling in the fact that you have a huge praise kink. He already knows he will make good use of that newfound knowledge.

"Does my girl like to be praised?" he asks, his fingers leisurely gliding through your folds to gather the slick between them, and he can tell you're increasingly getting wetter with his question. Your hands fly to his hair as he finds your clit, and you pull him close before moaning a yes into his ear.

His cock twitches in his pants at the way you're melting into a puddle under his touch, and he's reveling in every little moan and whimper slipping past your beautiful, soft, pink lips. The way the pad of his finger feels against your sensitive clit have you jolting each time they make contact, and you can't stop pulling on his dark brown locks as the pleasure inside you keeps building and building.

Almost as if he can sense it, Tony slips a finger into your pussy, being careful not to hurt you as he slides it in. Your head falls back as the pleasure takes over your body; the whimpers and moans from your lips only intensify when your orgasm creeps closer and closer until it washes over you with a scream of his name.

"That's it, Sweets, doing so well for me! You look fucking gorgeous when you cum," he groans out as you tremble, his fingers now making the filthiest, most delicious squelches as your arousal only grows. His fingers are like magic, and you only want more.

"Yeah?" you ask shyly when Tony's worked you through your orgasm, ensuring you don't crash from your high all of a sudden. A blush is adorning your face at the praise Tony has given you, and you can't stop yourself from wanting more of it and more of him.

"Fuck yes, 's the prettiest fuckin' sight I've ever seen, Sweets. Now I can't wait to see what you look like when you cum on my cock," he tells you, and the color on your cheeks deepens at the thought of Tony stretching you on his cock.

"Let's find out then, shall we?" you ask playfully, and Tony cannot say no to an offer like that. When you offer yourself up on a silver platter like that, he will definitely take his share of you. It would be stupid to deny himself something he so desperately wants, after all.

Before you know it, Tony is completely bare, and you can't stop staring at the monster of a cock that is standing at attention between his legs. The tip is already leaking pre-cum, and the blue veins running from the tip down his shaft don't go unnoticed by you, either. Finishing that with the way his balls look as they hang perfectly underneath it, and you know you're in love. With him. With his cock. With everything.

"Do you like what you see? If you want, you can give it a little touch first; it won't bite," Tony says as he steps closer, and you bite your lip as his cock bobs up and down with every step. You reach out on instinct, and you gasp at the way your hand can barely close around his girth.

"Hmm, look at that, Sweets. It's so big you can barely hold it all; are you sure it will all fit inside that tight pussy?" he teases you, and you nod immediately as you look up at him, your eyes torn away from his cock for the first time since he revealed it. Your hand moves up and down as he comes to stand between your legs, soft groans leaving his chest as you do so.

"God, you're perfect. Fuckin' perfect," he grits out as he thrusts carefully into your hand, trying not to stimulate himself too much before he cums without having even felt the warmth of your pussy yet. As he keeps praising you, your pussy clenches around nothing as you're aching for his cock to be put inside you, to slide home just the way you both want.

He can feel himself getting dangerously close to the edge, and before it's too late, he grips your wrist carefully, stopping your movements. You look up at him with concern, but he's quick to ease your mind.

"I was about to cum, Sweets, 'n' I don't want to yet," he tells you, and you nod. You let go of his cock, instead letting your hand dip down to play with his balls, which was a genius move as he moans loudly as you give them a gentle squeeze. He's very sensitive there, and you're dripping onto the table at the thought that it's you who does that to him.

"God, you're doin' so well for me, Sweets. Play with my balls like that; j-just roll 'em a bit," he whispers, and you do as he asks, pride swelling in your chest at his words. His cock throbs each time you squeeze them gently, rolling them in your hand, which barely fits around them. Even his balls are big in your hand, and Tony cannot get enough of the sight.

"That's enough for now," he tells you gently, and you let them go, already missing their weight in your hand. Despite their size, they were surprisingly comfortable in your hand, which is something you would never have thought.

As you wait for Tony to make the next move, he lifts his hand to tilt your head back a little, his finger touching your chin ever so slightly.

"I want you to know that if we continue, you can tell me to stop whenever you want. You can say yellow if you're uncomfortable and need to switch positions or red if you must stop altogether. Do you understand that?" Tony asks, and the care in his voice has your heart beat faster.

"Yes, sir," you whisper, and Tony rewards you with a small, soft kiss on your lips. It's not enough to get lost in, but enough to leave you wanting more, which is what he was going for.

"What's your color now?"

"Green, Sir. Very green," you tell him, and he nods. There are no signs of discomfort on your face, and Tony gives you a slight smirk as he grabs his cock this time, pumping it a few times before pulling you to the edge of the table and dragging his cock through your folds a few times. An obscenely loud moan escapes your lips as his tip rubs over your sensitive clit, and Tony feels himself throbbing in his hand.

"Lean back for me, Sweets," he tells you, and you do as he asks. The sight that unfolds has Tony squeezing himself at the base of his cock to ensure he doesn't cum yet. Your body looks like it's glowing, and your nipple piercings glisten beautifully in the lights of his lab, making him throb in his hand.

A groan escapes his lips as he lines himself up with your entrance, the warmth of your body already luring him in. The moment he pushes in, your soft, velvet walls envelop his tip, and he knows he's a goner, and he never wants to let you go. You're his.

"Fuck, you're squeezing me like a fuckin' slut; I can barely slide my cock in when you do that!" Tony groans out as you let out a string of broken moans at his words, your nails scratching his back to ground yourself as the pleasure builds quickly. He slowly rocks back and forth, your pussy stretching gradually around his girth.

"Oh, you like it when I talk dirty, don't you? When I call you out for what you are, just a slut who wants to be filled by my cock," Tony says with a mischievous smirk. As the words sink in with you, you let out a long, deep moan, unable to form a coherent thought at this point, but you're feeling so good that all you can do is let the pleasure take over now.

When he's about halfway in, he tears his gaze from his cock, sliding in and out of you to have a look at the way you're looking now. Eyes half-lidded and completely dark with lust, a flush on your cheeks, and your mouth slightly parted— a perfect sight for Tony to enjoy.

"Look at me, Sweets; look in my eyes and answer me. Does my filthy slut like it when Sir talks dirty to her? When I tell you that I'm about to fuck you dumb until you're nothing but a cockdrunk mess for me?" he asks you, and all you can do is nod right now. His words are nestling deep into your brain, and your nipples pebble at the thoughts he's planting.

"You're perfect for me, Sweets. Doin' so well for me right now," he then praises you, and a flush appears on your cheeks from the sudden change in tone. He keeps carefully sliding in deeper, ensuring you have enough time to adjust to his length and girth as he does.

"Color?" he asks when a soft whimper suddenly tumbles from your lips. The last thing he wants is to cause you discomfort, and he will ensure you are given the chance to speak up if needed. Even though it takes you quite a long moment to gather your thoughts, you finally manage to tell him you're good to go.

"M so fucking green," you tell him with a sudden boost of confidence, and his mouth curls into a knowing smile. Now that he's satisfied with your answer, he starts to thrust in deeper, and the second he hits your sweet spot, your head falls back, and you moan loudly, your nipples even perking up at the sensation.

"Hmm, does my girl like it when Sir is this fucking deep? I bet you do, huh?" he asks, and you nod in response. It feels incredible, and you want more of it. You want Tony to stretch you and fuck you until you can't walk anymore. You want all of that and more.

"Y-yes!" you tell him, and he almost pulls out before slamming his cock deep into you, pulling the most delicious scream for your chest as you can't hold it back.

"Scream for me, scream my fucking name as I fuck you," Tony says through gritted teeth. He thrusts his cock deeper into you, and you are sure you can almost feel him in your throat with how deep he fucks you. He hooks his hands behind your knees before lifting them and practically folding you in half on the table.

When you're comfortable in your new position, he leans in, pressing his chest against yours and placing your ankles on his shoulders. In this position, he can truly fuck you deep and hard, and your back arches against him as the pleasure inside you builds even higher this way.

"God, look at you; you like being bent in half, don't you? I can just put you in whichever position and fuck you however I want, can't I?" he says, but you're too far gone even to realize what he's saying. The moans that are coming out are practically endless. Despite that, he can feel you gripping onto his cock like a vice, sucking him deeper with each thrust.

"My little slut enjoys it when I fuck her stupid, huh? Yeah, that's why you're moaning for me. And here I thought you were just an innocent little girl. Oh no, you're a fucking slut who likes to be told what to do, aren't you?" he asks, the table now shaking and more items falling off from the intense rocking motions.

"Y-yes! M your slut!" is all you can bring out as he sets a pace that has you seeing stars. The way his balls smack against your ass makes a sound that has you blushing intensely, and the squelching sound your pussy makes with every thrust has you only getting wetter.

"Can't wait to stuff you full with my cum, then watch it drip out before I fuck it right back in with my cock," he tells you, and it makes you feel like you're floating as it sets your veins on fire at the same time, you have never felt this dirty yet so good at the same time.

"Yes! Please fuck your cum in me," you moan out before pulling him towards you by his hair, your lips colliding in a bruising kiss, your tongues fighting for dominance. The combination of everything together has you moaning into his mouth as he keeps fucking you, and before you know it, you're cumming hard.

With a scream of his name, you squirt all over his cock, legs, and the floor, your legs trembling uncontrollably and your vision going white around the edges for a moment. Tony keeps praising you as he fucks you through it, and you're clenching down on his cock as you cum, making him unable to hold out any longer as well.

"Yes, yes, YES! Oh god, you fucking squirted like a perfect girl! I can't believe how lucky I am right now, Sweets! Getting squirted on by my girl feels so fucking amazing!" he pants out, and it does not go unnoticed by you that he calls you his girl.

"M yours, m all yours, Tony," you say between ragged breaths, and with those words, he has reached his orgasm as well, as he shoots every last drop of his cum into your tight heat. He can't stop moaning your name over and over again as he nuzzles his face into your neck, needing to have you as close as physically possible.

"You're absolutely amazing, Sweets—an amazing woman, an amazing journalist, and, above all, my amazing girl. Because I'm not letting you go after this," he whispers against your neck, and you agree as you wrap your hands around his neck.

"All yours," you tell him. The two of you stay like that for a few more moments before Tony has to pull out, his cock too sensitive to remain inside you any longer.

"Shall we take a bath together?" he offers, and you nod. After throwing on Tony's t-shirt, which is about three or four sizes too large and practically a dress on you, he walks you to the elevator that goes right to his penthouse. He just pulled on his jeans without bothering to button them; he'll be pulling them off shortly anyway.

Thankfully, the bath doesn't take long to be drawn and ready. You let out a soft groan as you sink in the hot water, allowing your sore muscles to relax. Tony follows you soon after, having gotten two bottles of water and some fruit to enjoy while you're in the bath.

"Y'know, I was trying to be gentle with you, but as soon as I figured out you're just a filthy slut like me, I couldn't hold back," he whispers in your ear as you're straddling his lap, his cock trapped between your bodies. A lopsided grin lies on his lips as he looks at the blush developing on your cheeks, and he wants to make you blush even more because it has quickly become his favorite color.

Instead of answering, you lean forward to capture his lips with yours as your fingers glide into his messy curls to pull him closer. The kiss starts slow as you discover the feeling of his lips sliding over yours, but as time goes on, your tongues begin to mingle, too. The taste of something exciting and new invades all your senses, and you're hooked, only wanting more of him and how he makes you feel.

When you finally pull away, there's a smile on your face, but Tony can tell it's not reaching your eyes. The smile he's been craving to see isn't fully there, and his brows are furrowed at the realization.

"What's on your mind, Sweet Girl?" Tony asks, and you drop your gaze as the embarrassment replaces the butterflies that were going crazy in your stomach.

"S nothing, Tony," you whisper, but he knows that's not true. If it has you feeling like this, there is probably something wrong, and he wants to learn all about it so he can fix it, no matter what he would have to do for you. He'd fly to the moon and back if that's what you wanted him to do, no questions asked.

"I may not have known you long, but your mood doesn't turn from one end to the other without a reason. I respect it if you don't want to talk about it, but I also think it will make you feel better if you do," Tony tells you before he gives a soft kiss on your forehead.

With a soft sigh, you plant your hands on both sides of his arc reactor, and the slight hum coming from it makes you feel a little more at ease. It's barely noticeable, but it's enough to calm your nerves, and you decide to tell him what's exactly on your mind. When your eyes lock onto him, you can feel tears burning at the corners of them, a bit afraid of what his response will be.

"I-Is this just a one-time thing? Because if it is, I'd like to know now so I can prepare myself for the heartbreak later," you whisper, the tears spilling over your cheeks. You've been through this too many times to count, and you do not want to be on the receiving end of yet another rejection.

"What? Of course not, Sweets. When I told you you're mine earlier, I meant it. I mean it! We've built a connection over the past three months that I have not felt with anyone in a long time, and I definitely do not consider this a one-time thing. I'm so fuckin' in love with you, I would be crazy to let you go now," he says, and your eyes grow wide as saucers at his confession.

"Y-you're in love with me?" you stammer, the butterflies in your stomach immediately returning at his confession.

"I am, Sweets. I've never met anyone as smart, caring, and sweet as you. And you're very easy on the eyes, too," he says with a wink, making you smile.

"I wouldn't have had sex with you if I didn't think it would go anywhere after today, Baby. You're too special for me to let go, and I want to explore whatever this is between us. But most of all, I'd like to kiss you right now because these lips have been calling my name the entire time," he says as he leans in, capturing your mouth with his.

When you pull away, you give him a soft smile before nuzzling your face into his neck, his arms wrapped around your waist as he pulls you closer until you doze off for a short nap. When you wake up, Tony wipes some hair out of your face, and you're met with a gentle smile on his face.

"How're you feeling, Sweets?" Tony asks before popping a raspberry in his mouth, the sweet yet tangy taste invading his mouth as he listens to what you have to say.

"Good. Tired- but good," you tell him with a dopey smile. You're fully relaxed as you sit in the bath with the man you've fallen in love with. And now that you're his, life couldn't be any better.

"I'm glad. And for the record, I meant what I said earlier. I'm not letting you go after this, especially after I've gotten my slice of heaven earlier," he tells you, and you let yourself melt against his body.

"I know, and I don't want to go, Tony. I want to stay in our slice of heaven for as long as you'll have me," you tell him, sealing the deal with a soft, gentle kiss. After that, you let out a small sigh of relief before Tony hand-feeds you more fruits, and you've never been happier in your life than you are now.

What started as nothing more than another job for you has developed into a new chapter of your life, and you're excited to see where this story will go from here on out.

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vilentia · 6 months

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Shadows of New York

Tony Stark x reader

Author’s note: I have been lacking motivation and inspiration to write something lately. I'm trying to get back into it a bit.

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The penthouse was bathed in the gentle hues of twilight, casting the room in a warm glow. The expansive windows showcased the lights of New York City, but for Tony Stark, they sometimes served as a haunting reminder of the battle that had taken place there.

Tony stood by the window, his fingers lightly grazing the cool glass. The weight of his memories pressed heavily on his chest, making every breath laborious.

From behind, he felt a pair of arms gently wrap around his waist. It was you, his pillar of strength amidst the chaos that often threatened to engulf him. "Lost in thought?" you whispered, resting your head against his back.

He closed his eyes, taking comfort in your touch. "The memories," he began, his voice faltering, "they sneak up on me, even when I least expect them."

You tightened your grip around him, offering silent reassurance. "You don't have to face them alone, Tony."

He turned around, ensnaring you in a tender embrace. His face buried into the crook of your neck, he whispered, "I never thought I'd find someone who understands. With you, the weight feels... bearable."

You gently cupped his face, forcing him to meet your gaze. "We all have our shadows, Tony. But together, we can chase them away."

He smiled weakly, drawing you in for a gentle kiss. The world, with all its complexities and scars, faded away as they found comfort in each other.

In that moment, amidst the sprawling city that held so many haunting memories, Tony Stark found his sanctuary in you.

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cottagecheese1 · 6 months

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Helo could do part two of Surprised, Tony Stark x little sister reader wherein the reader couldn't take anymore pain and the cancer is strong it means the reader is dying to make her is being comfortable. She has wishes and tony and Avengers were determined to make it true. Also the reader seems dead by the end. Of it and make the avengers and tony sad and devastated especially tony who practically raise her

Nice surprise (part two)

a/n: This is part two for however wanted it! you can find part one right here

Everything seemed to be going great a few months after the avengers came to visit you, or that's what Tony thought at least. He had decided to visit you today just because you were his only little sister and he thought you might wanna see someone, Tony couldn’t bear the thought of you just sitting in that bed all alone and rotting in that damn hospital with no company, but even though he was sure you were used to it, since you’ve been sick for your pretty much your whole life.

As Tony walked through the hospital doors and did the routine check in and signed the visitor sheet, then proceeded to walk to your known hospital room, he opened the door to stick his head in expecting to see you, but you were nowhere to be found. While Tony stood in front of the door pondering where you may have gone, he only seemed to be thinking the worst, one thing Tony did know is that you didn’t deserve this. You were the sweetest living soul and you just happened to get the worst of it.

Tony's worries seemed to be interrupted when he heard a deep voice behind him speaking

“Mr. Stark, may I have a word with you in private..it’s about your sister”, Tony looked at him with confusion then that feeling quickly turned to fear but he didn’t want to believe what he was thinking.

“Is something wrong? I thought you said she was okay.”, Tony stated with an exasperated tremble in his voice.

The doctor looked at him with a sympathetic frown, “Mr. Stark..I’m afraid she won’t make it much longer, she is in a great deal of pain and unfortunately it is just too late to go forward with any other treatments.”

Tony looked down at his feet and clenched his eyes shut, he could feel his heart drop to his stomach and tears began to swell in his eyes, “I..can I atleast see her”, Tony responded with a noticeable tremble in his voice, the doctor frowned at him and nodded his head, “Yes, follow me this way, Mr. Stark”.

As soon as Tony stood in front of your room, he quickly went inside and placed himself right next to your bed, where he peered down at you and saw how tired you were from fighting. Tired of being in pain. At this point the doctor made himself out of the designated room to give you both some alone time.

There seemed to be a pregnant pause in the air as Tony took both of your hands in his own and cried, Tony couldn’t hold down any of the emotions that he attempted to keep down. He wanted to be strong for you, but the thought of losing you just put him in a harrowing state of mind. You looked at him with tears in your eyes as you managed to croak out, “I don’t wanna die Tony..please help me, it hurts so much..I..I just want you to help me”.

Tony shook his head “I’m sorry..I..I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for you, I love you and I want you to know that more than anything in the world.”

“I’m going to die aren’t I? And I’ll never get to see the things I wanted to see..because I’ll be gone, and nobody will remember me..I’ll just be gone” you cried out

As Tony lifted your hand off the bed and shook his head in denial, “No, don’t talk that way, everyone will remember you..a..and I’ll make sure of it okay? Hang in there okay, please don’t leave me yet..please don’t” Tony’s voice trembled as he stroked your head, attempting to calm you down.

“Can I ask for a favor Tony?..please”

Tony nodded his head quickly “Y-yes, anything”.

“I wanna go outside and see the world..just one last time before I leave, please”

“Yes, absolutely..I’ll make sure that happens today, if it’s the last thing I ever do”

You gave a half hearted smile and closed your eyes, tears silently running down your cheeks. You never told Tony how you were feeling or how you were actually doing, in your mind your brother was a busy man, and you were sure he didn’t need anymore stress on his plate then he probably already had, so you kept your mouth shut for the greater good.

After Tony spent a few more hours with you, he jogged out to the hall and quickly made his way outside through the automatic sliding doors. He felt like if he didn’t get the team to help him with your last wish, the world might come spiraling in on him. As quick as he got into his black BMW the quicker he got to the compound to make an emergency meeting.

As soon as everybody made themselves into the conference room, Tony quickly started to speak, too fast. Natasha hesitantly interrupts Tony in the middle of his tirade, “Hey hey, slow down, what's wrong? We're here to help you” the rest of the team silently agrees and looks at Tony as he takes a deep breath and rubs his temples.

“I..I’m sorry, it’s just my little sister doesn’t have much time left, and I want her last wishes to be perfect..while she’s still here, and I really need your guys help. It would mean the world to me.”

Everyone looked at Tony sympathetically, while Bruce got up to try and hug him, which quickly led to Tony pushing him away with a “Don’t touch me” Bruce silently nodded and awkwardly put his hands in his pockets, everyone let out a laugh at Bruce's embarrassment until Steve smiled “of course we’ll help you Tony, what kind of friends would we if we didn’t”, Tony smiled at them thankfully and gave a quick thank you.

When the team and Tony of course finally got you out of the hospital for the day, after piles of paperwork. The first destination that you wanted to go to was the ice cream parlor, then go eat at the park. Which of course Tony happily obliged with your request. You happily got your mint chocolate chip ice cream and made your way to the park, with Bucky pushing your wheelchair by the bench. You thought it was a wonderful day outside, sunny warmth radiating off your skin and the sight of children playing on the playground, which made you a little sad since you couldn’t do that, you never could since you were always sick. Tony sensed your discomfort and quickly moved you under some shade.

“So what would you like to do next? Remember that today is about you.” Tony sternly but softly spoke as you got the last phrase.

You pondered and quickly spoke “Hmmm..Oh! How about we go to the zoo!”

Tony chuckled and patted your back lovingly “like I said, Anything you want”.

After you made it back to the bland hospital, that you were disappointed to return to. But you had one more request, “Tony?” he looked at you inquisitively then responded “yes?”

“can you stay with me tonight? Just for tonight..I-I promise”

“Of course, let me check in first, alright?”

You smiled at him brightly then nodded happily. Waiting patiently for Tony to come back, you felt a throbbing pain in your chest, and you knew that wasn’t good. Tony came back starting a sentence but stopping when he saw you clenching your chest and your face twisting in agonizing pain. He ran out your room and grabbed the nearest doctor by the shoulder and attempted to drag them to your room. If one word could describe how he felt right now it would be panic, just panic.

The doctor led Tony out of your room and into the lobby where he was made to sit, with anxiety pouring down on him.

As hours and hours went by, Tony’s worries were yet to cease, until a doctor came into the lobby and called his name. He popped up out of his seat, following the doctor into the mostly vacant hallway.

The man began to speak “Mr. Stark..I am so sorry to inform you that your sister is deceased, we tried everything but..there was nothing we could do to help her, it is very unfortunate you had to find out like this Mr. Stark..but you may go see her for the last time”

At that moment in time, Tony’s world came crashing down on him. And that was only because you were his world. The reason he still had that glimmer of hope, that maybe the world wasn’t all that bad, but apparently it was. He was wrong, but more importantly you were gone and there was nothing in the world he could do about it.

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sweetiecutie · 2 years

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I just read your one shot with the reader and Peter losing their virginity together, and wow, this was so amazing, you write smut beautifully 😍

Hum, you said you don't feel like writing requests but you said you are open for some ideas and I was wondering a romantic and intense morning sex with tony, some dirty talk and belly bulge kink 👀 I have the feeling that he's huge

Anyway, your writing is really good!

Pairing: Tony Stark x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, size kink, dirty talk, praising, softdom! Tony, established relationships, creampie

A/n: omg I wanted to write smth for Tony for so long but was too lazy tbh. This came out a butt too mushy hubby Tony has me week in my knees ngl, buts still, hope you enjoy💗

- Just like that, nice and easy, - Tony murmurs softly as he slowly slides his hard length all the way down your seeping pussy, filling you up to the brim. You squeal meekly, hands grabbing fistfuls of the soft comforter bundled all over your shared king-sized bed, mind still dizzy with sleep

A contented sigh leaves your lungs as Tony bottoms all his dick inside you, his pubic pressed flush against yours, providing delicious friction to your throbbing clit. His warm calloused hands run up and down your thighs soothingly, making goosebumps to break out on your still flushed from sleep skin

- Such a perfect little girl, taking me so good, - he coos, his voice even deeper than usual, a hint of morning raspiness in it makes you drip even harder. Your back arches up unintentionally, inner walls wrapping tighter around Tony, making a guttural groan to escape his lips

- Fuck, this pussy squeezing me so tight. You like that, don’t you? - Tony asks with a chuckle, his hips making a first small thrust, slightly jolting your pliant body forward on the mattress

You mewl thickly in response, ankles wrapping around man’s waist, locking together behind his back. Tony picks up a slow pace, forcing his dick unbelievably deep with every languid snap of his hips, one hand coming down to rub lazy circles on your clit

- Play with your tits f’me, yeah? - Tony orders and you slowly oblige, bunching your (his) oversized t-shirt over your chest, exposing your tender breasts. You glide your warm palms up your sides teasingly before cupping the soft flesh, giving it a small squeeze. Thumbs and index fingers come to pinch and tug on fast-erected nipples, only adding to the pleasure given by your husband’s hard cock sinking in and out of your cunny

- That’s my good girl, - man whispers into your skin as he leans down to scatter small kisses all over the expanse of your neck, his neatly groomed beard scratches you slightly, making you squirm under his touches

The pace on which Tony fucks you fastens, his hips snap against yours with soft slapping sound, muffled slightly by messy lining. The tip of his cock nudges your cervix with every pistoning thrust and you don’t need to look down to know that there’s a noticeable bump forming right above your pubic as your man fucks you deliciously

The grip of calloused fingers is firm on your hips; Tony lifts your pelvis up a bit, readjusting you so that your thighs are now rested atop his, new position allowing his cock to rub tightly against that one sensitive spot inside of you, causing a lecherous moan to roll off your lips

- Fuck, Tony, - you let out breathlessly, eyes rolling back into your skull, toes curling at the intensity of the feeling. Tony’s right hand slides off your hip, slipping in a small gap between the mattress and your lifted lower back, wide palm pressing into your damp skin, caressing it soothingly in small rubs

- I know, baby, I know. Jus’ keep kneading those beautiful tits, - he rasps quietly, hot breath fanning over your sweaty skin, cooling it down slightly, causing goosebumps to appear

You whine meekly, fingers twisting your nipples meanly, brining sharp pleasure that edges with pain, sending electric shocks running up and down your spine. Tony kisses that one sensitive spot right under your ear, making you moan out his name shamelessly, hands gripping tighter on your tits

You can feel pressure quickly building in the pit of your stomach; every sharp snap of your husband’s hips against your, forcing his cock unbelievably deep inside your drenched pussy, his pubic rubbing against your needy clit, your own fingers playing with your nipples - it all pushes you closer to the edge, body prickling with heat and desire

Tony lets out small grunt as he feels your pussy clamping down onto his length, his pace fastens as he begins to literally pound into your squelching heat, turning you into hot whimpering mess in a matter of minutes

- Fuck, Tony, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, please, - you cry out desperately, mind barely able to form any sort of coherence. One of your hands comes to grip on his bicep, feeling his firm muscles flex under your palm

- C’mon, let it all out, darling. ‘M right after you, - man above you rasps, his pace falters slightly, forcing his dick into you in deep erratic thrusts. His huge hands slide down to grip on your buttocks, molding pliable flesh in between his fingers, leading your hips upwards to meet his, by this fucking even deeper into you

Your vision goes blurry, as white-hot pleasure rolls over your trembling body, filling your whole being with utter bliss. Tony follows soon after you; a string of profanities mixed with praise rolls off his tongue as he pushes himself to the hilt, shooting his pearly cum deep into your wrecked cunt

Your eyelids feel extremely heavy so you close your eyes, your body shakes occasionally with post-orgasmic tremors. Tony crushes on top of you, making you squeal softly under his sudden weight. A few minutes pass in complete silence, both of you trying to even your heavy breaths and calm your erratic heartbeats. Man scrambled to his arms sliding off you before pulling his already softened cock out of your trembling pussy; a sudden feeling of emptiness makes you grumble quietly, you feel his cum dribbling out of you and down on the sheets. Tony lays beside you, one strong arm draped over your abdomen, the warms of his skin against yours feels comforting

- Fuck, that was good, - he murmurs with a chuckle, making you smile and nod weakly in agreement. His thumb starts rubbing soft circles on your stomach, making your heart flutter in adoration

You roll over to lay on your side facing Tony, hand coming to caress the side of his face. Man smiles sweetly at you, corners of his eyes crinkling with delight and you can’t help but return the gesture

- ‘M too exhausted. Guess you have to carry me to the bathroom, - you pout pitifully, feeling to lazy to go to said bathroom yourself. Tony’s eyebrows rise in feigned astonishment, arm that was previously caressing your abdomen comes to tickle your side teasingly, making you giggle and writhe under his touch

- Well, I guess I have nothing else to do but to carry you there, huh? - Tony says while standing up and getting around the bed to get to your side of it, picking you up bridal style and heading up straight to the bathroom to get both of you cleaned up from the evidences of your oh so pleasurable awakening

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