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@aspyandasuit

"Down, Tony." If he wasn't going to make her job easier by working, and he insisted on being near her, she could at least keep him mostly contained. Now, she had his wrists tied to one of her desk legs, a vibrator shoved up his ass to give him something to focus on and a bit gag in the drawer in case she needed him to be quiet. "You know better than to keep moving around. What do you need?"

Tony whined and sat back on his heels when she told him to get down. He pulled at the ropes tied around his wrists slightly and groaned when he shifted causing the vibrator to press deeper inside of him, right against his prostate. He frowned slightly when she said he should know better. He just wanted her attention, wanted her to focus on him not the work. He was needy, sue him.

He looked up at her with wide, pleading eyes and hummed. “I need you. Please.” He begged quietly.

"Need me to do what, darling boy?" Tony's neediness was one of his most charming qualities, but she just didn't have time for it very often. "You need me to increase the vibrations? Give you some water? Let you go to the bathroom?" She was teasing, a little, but he was so cute when frustrated. She couldn't help it.

Tony groaned softly at her words. She always knew exactly how to tease him. In the best and worst way. He chewed on his bottom lip and suppressed a moan in the back of his throat. He shook his head at her suggestions and dug his nails into the palm of his hands a bit. “N-need more. N-need you.”

"You're going to have to be clearer than that, baby, I can't read your mind and you're not making much sense." She shot him another glance, then typed another sentence before mercifully turning down the vibrator and giving him a little more of her attention.

He swallowed thickly when he saw the glance that was sent towards him. He sat back a bit more and shifted uncomfortably. He let out a shaky sigh when the vibrations were turned down. “I n-need your attention. M-more than just you playing with the settings of the toy. Pl-please. I need y-you, please h-have your way with me.” He replied and looked up at her pleadingly.

"And what if this is me having my way with you?" Pepper turned her chair and pushed Tony's hair back from his forehead, all her attention on him now. "Hmm? What if having you whimpering at my feet, overcome with arousal and unable to do anything about it is exactly what I want from you?" She was teasing again. It was lovely having him at her feet like this, but she could give him a more central role in the afternoon's proceedings.

Tony sat up a bit when she turned all of her attention to him. He leaned up into her touch when she ran her fingers through his hair, purring softly and slipping his eyes closed. He whined slightly at her words but he knew that if this is what she wanted then she wouldn’t be swayed. “Th-then you’ve got me right there at that.” He replied softly, looking up at her.

He knew that he was being incredibly needy but he couldn’t help it. He had been feeling a bit seperated from her the past week or so. She had been very busy and he wasn’t mad about that but god did he need her.

"Oh, baby. Come here, sweetheart." She unhooked his wrists, then urged him up into her lap where she could wrap her arms around him and hold him tightly. "I'm not going to leave you there to be miserable. Not today. But you are going to have to wait until I finish this for too much more. I don't put play ahead of work."

@aspyandasuit

"Down, Tony." If he wasn't going to make her job easier by working, and he insisted on being near her, she could at least keep him mostly contained. Now, she had his wrists tied to one of her desk legs, a vibrator shoved up his ass to give him something to focus on and a bit gag in the drawer in case she needed him to be quiet. "You know better than to keep moving around. What do you need?"

Tony whined and sat back on his heels when she told him to get down. He pulled at the ropes tied around his wrists slightly and groaned when he shifted causing the vibrator to press deeper inside of him, right against his prostate. He frowned slightly when she said he should know better. He just wanted her attention, wanted her to focus on him not the work. He was needy, sue him.

He looked up at her with wide, pleading eyes and hummed. “I need you. Please.” He begged quietly.

"Need me to do what, darling boy?" Tony's neediness was one of his most charming qualities, but she just didn't have time for it very often. "You need me to increase the vibrations? Give you some water? Let you go to the bathroom?" She was teasing, a little, but he was so cute when frustrated. She couldn't help it.

Tony groaned softly at her words. She always knew exactly how to tease him. In the best and worst way. He chewed on his bottom lip and suppressed a moan in the back of his throat. He shook his head at her suggestions and dug his nails into the palm of his hands a bit. “N-need more. N-need you.”

"You're going to have to be clearer than that, baby, I can't read your mind and you're not making much sense." She shot him another glance, then typed another sentence before mercifully turning down the vibrator and giving him a little more of her attention.

He swallowed thickly when he saw the glance that was sent towards him. He sat back a bit more and shifted uncomfortably. He let out a shaky sigh when the vibrations were turned down. “I n-need your attention. M-more than just you playing with the settings of the toy. Pl-please. I need y-you, please h-have your way with me.” He replied and looked up at her pleadingly.

"And what if this is me having my way with you?" Pepper turned her chair and pushed Tony's hair back from his forehead, all her attention on him now. "Hmm? What if having you whimpering at my feet, overcome with arousal and unable to do anything about it is exactly what I want from you?" She was teasing again. It was lovely having him at her feet like this, but she could give him a more central role in the afternoon's proceedings.

@thedeafavenger

"Sweet pea? Are you going to be good for me tonight?" She'd been teasing him all day--had been changing the settings on the vibrator she'd stuffed into him this morning and had been giving him more and more difficult tasks with each check-in, hoping to distract him and give him something to accomplish and feel proud of himself at the end of the day.

Clint had had a very interesting day. Full of a vibrator he couldn't ignore, but that didn't get him nearly close enough to be satisfying. Combined with trying to focus on tasks, it made for a day that was somehow both longer than usual, and flying by. It was wonderful.

At Pepper's question, though, he didn't even hesitate before he nodded. He had been hovering just on the edge of true subspace for long enough that if it was within his limits, he'd do anything Pepper asked of him. "Yes, ma'am," he added, for good measure, even though just standing or sitting was distracting. He couldn't breathe without feeling the plug. "I'll be good." Clint added earnestly.

"Good boy," she praised with a smile. "I'm going to order dinner. You're going to eat from my hand tonight, sweetheart, then, if you're especially good, I may let you rub yourself off against my leg." He'd been explicitly forbidden from touching himself all day, even to adjust himself or when using the bathroom. Although this was done on the honor system, it was something they'd done before, and if he'd disobeyed, there likely would've been guilt on his face. Since he hadn't, he should be perfectly capable of bringing himself to orgasm by humping her thigh.

Pepper took a seat to remove her shoes and order food as promised, beconing Clint over to kneel at her feet, then increasing the vibrations once he had.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, even though he felt a bit like he'd swallowed his tongue for a moment with just how aroused he was.

He waited until she beckoned him forward and then knelt as carefully as he could, to avoid jostling the plug inside of him, not that it mattered much when she increased the vibrations.

It took great effort for him not to whine, or shift too much in response, but he did gasp, barely audibly, eyes wide and pupils fully dilated as he looked up at Pepper in utter, undisguised devotion.

"Aw, what a sweet boy," she praised, reaching out to touch his chin. "Have you been making such sweet faces for me all day?" She ordered them a salad with grilled chicken and cheese, a lovely herb-filled bread to go with, then bent down to press a delicate kiss to Clint's lips. "Do you want to rub my feet for me, baby boy?"

He wasn't entirely what face he was making, so he didn't respond for a short moment considering it. "I think so, ma'am," he finally offered, quietly, before waiting for her to order.

At the question about rubbing her feet, Clint nodded earnestly. "Yes, please, ma'am," he requested, but didn't move much until he had her permission, determined to give her one of the best foot rubs her ever had given. If anyone deserved it, it was Pepper, and he would give her anything he could, with total joy.

She smiled proudly down at him and set a stockinged foot in his lap. "Such a good, sweet boy." He was good at this, and as her toes curled in pleasure, she leaned back and started to fiddle with the vibrator again, changing the settings fairly randomly, ensuring that it was a constant distraction. "You're well on your way to earning a big reward, sweetheart. I might even let you make a request tomorrow."

"For you, ma'am," Clint replied firmly. He wasn't good for just anyone. But for Pepper, he wanted to be good. Maybe occasionally a bit mouthy, but never intentionally bad.

He didn't even give in and start squirming too much when she started messing with the vibrator every time he'd started getting used to it, breathing a little too fast to hide the fact that he was putting in a lot of effort. "Thank you, ma'am," he managed, hoping he didn't sound too strangled, managing a smile that didn't feel too forced, despite the fact that his instinct was to bite his lip. "I want to be good for you," he added, sincerity clear, as he looked up at her, still massaging her foot, trying to work out as much of the day's tension from her as he could.

#thedeafavenger #clint #lemon

"I know," she answered, returning his smile. She gave him another few minutes, then switched feet, giving him a little shove out of the way when the doorbell chimed. "Find your kneeling pillow and set it by the table, darling boy." She got up and collected their food, then sat gracefully in her usual chair at the table. Pepper pointed down at the pillow, then affectionately petted Clint's hair. "Do you want dressing? If you do, you can eat from my fork."

@aspyandasuit

"Down, Tony." If he wasn't going to make her job easier by working, and he insisted on being near her, she could at least keep him mostly contained. Now, she had his wrists tied to one of her desk legs, a vibrator shoved up his ass to give him something to focus on and a bit gag in the drawer in case she needed him to be quiet. "You know better than to keep moving around. What do you need?"

Tony whined and sat back on his heels when she told him to get down. He pulled at the ropes tied around his wrists slightly and groaned when he shifted causing the vibrator to press deeper inside of him, right against his prostate. He frowned slightly when she said he should know better. He just wanted her attention, wanted her to focus on him not the work. He was needy, sue him.

He looked up at her with wide, pleading eyes and hummed. “I need you. Please.” He begged quietly.

"Need me to do what, darling boy?" Tony's neediness was one of his most charming qualities, but she just didn't have time for it very often. "You need me to increase the vibrations? Give you some water? Let you go to the bathroom?" She was teasing, a little, but he was so cute when frustrated. She couldn't help it.

Tony groaned softly at her words. She always knew exactly how to tease him. In the best and worst way. He chewed on his bottom lip and suppressed a moan in the back of his throat. He shook his head at her suggestions and dug his nails into the palm of his hands a bit. “N-need more. N-need you.”

"You're going to have to be clearer than that, baby, I can't read your mind and you're not making much sense." She shot him another glance, then typed another sentence before mercifully turning down the vibrator and giving him a little more of her attention.

@aspyandasuit

"Down, Tony." If he wasn't going to make her job easier by working, and he insisted on being near her, she could at least keep him mostly contained. Now, she had his wrists tied to one of her desk legs, a vibrator shoved up his ass to give him something to focus on and a bit gag in the drawer in case she needed him to be quiet. "You know better than to keep moving around. What do you need?"

Tony whined and sat back on his heels when she told him to get down. He pulled at the ropes tied around his wrists slightly and groaned when he shifted causing the vibrator to press deeper inside of him, right against his prostate. He frowned slightly when she said he should know better. He just wanted her attention, wanted her to focus on him not the work. He was needy, sue him.

He looked up at her with wide, pleading eyes and hummed. “I need you. Please.” He begged quietly.

"Need me to do what, darling boy?" Tony's neediness was one of his most charming qualities, but she just didn't have time for it very often. "You need me to increase the vibrations? Give you some water? Let you go to the bathroom?" She was teasing, a little, but he was so cute when frustrated. She couldn't help it.

@thedeafavenger

"Sweet pea? Are you going to be good for me tonight?" She'd been teasing him all day--had been changing the settings on the vibrator she'd stuffed into him this morning and had been giving him more and more difficult tasks with each check-in, hoping to distract him and give him something to accomplish and feel proud of himself at the end of the day.

Clint had had a very interesting day. Full of a vibrator he couldn't ignore, but that didn't get him nearly close enough to be satisfying. Combined with trying to focus on tasks, it made for a day that was somehow both longer than usual, and flying by. It was wonderful.

At Pepper's question, though, he didn't even hesitate before he nodded. He had been hovering just on the edge of true subspace for long enough that if it was within his limits, he'd do anything Pepper asked of him. "Yes, ma'am," he added, for good measure, even though just standing or sitting was distracting. He couldn't breathe without feeling the plug. "I'll be good." Clint added earnestly.

"Good boy," she praised with a smile. "I'm going to order dinner. You're going to eat from my hand tonight, sweetheart, then, if you're especially good, I may let you rub yourself off against my leg." He'd been explicitly forbidden from touching himself all day, even to adjust himself or when using the bathroom. Although this was done on the honor system, it was something they'd done before, and if he'd disobeyed, there likely would've been guilt on his face. Since he hadn't, he should be perfectly capable of bringing himself to orgasm by humping her thigh.

Pepper took a seat to remove her shoes and order food as promised, beconing Clint over to kneel at her feet, then increasing the vibrations once he had.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, even though he felt a bit like he'd swallowed his tongue for a moment with just how aroused he was.

He waited until she beckoned him forward and then knelt as carefully as he could, to avoid jostling the plug inside of him, not that it mattered much when she increased the vibrations.

It took great effort for him not to whine, or shift too much in response, but he did gasp, barely audibly, eyes wide and pupils fully dilated as he looked up at Pepper in utter, undisguised devotion.

"Aw, what a sweet boy," she praised, reaching out to touch his chin. "Have you been making such sweet faces for me all day?" She ordered them a salad with grilled chicken and cheese, a lovely herb-filled bread to go with, then bent down to press a delicate kiss to Clint's lips. "Do you want to rub my feet for me, baby boy?"

He wasn't entirely what face he was making, so he didn't respond for a short moment considering it. "I think so, ma'am," he finally offered, quietly, before waiting for her to order.

At the question about rubbing her feet, Clint nodded earnestly. "Yes, please, ma'am," he requested, but didn't move much until he had her permission, determined to give her one of the best foot rubs her ever had given. If anyone deserved it, it was Pepper, and he would give her anything he could, with total joy.

#thedeafavenger #clint #lemon

She smiled proudly down at him and set a stockinged foot in his lap. "Such a good, sweet boy." He was good at this, and as her toes curled in pleasure, she leaned back and started to fiddle with the vibrator again, changing the settings fairly randomly, ensuring that it was a constant distraction. "You're well on your way to earning a big reward, sweetheart. I might even let you make a request tomorrow."

“You’re the boss, I’ll let you decide.” He winked and looked at the ruler, eyebrow raising. “Please tell me you’re not going to use that to…” He couldn’t even say it. He was always down for new things, but it made him worried with what Pepper planned to do with that ruler.

"I'm more than happy to fulfil your naughty schoolgirl fantasies by getting your behind nice and red before I fuck you. But for that, you'll have to ask me." She popped the cap and poured a little puddle of lubricant onto Tony's lower back, only dipping her fingers into it once the bottle was safely back in its drawer.

“But that’s taking away all the fun.” He playfully pouted. He really was a little disappointed that she wasn’t allowing him to get hands on. Oh well, it was still Pepper. His position was a little awkward, leaning over the desk while hard.

“You underestimate how easily it is for you to turn me on.” He commented, suddenly feeling confused at his current position. “Now I’m wondering what you had in mind for me to be leaning over your desk like a school girl who is on detention.” He looked over his shoulder to Pepper.

"Do you feel like you've earned some kind of punishment, Tony? I assure you, I can make you feel very, very good from this angle, but if you'd like me to cause a little pain first, I'm sure I can accommodate that." She set the ruler in front of him to emphasize her point, then pulled out the bottle of lube.

@imjustthemechanic

"Tony, darling, are you wearing the shirt I told you to?" She was more concerned about whether he wasn't wearing the tie she had forbidden but she would ease into that.

imjustthemechanic

“Of course I am,” said Tony, knotting his tie - a very plain red one, with no Iron Man or Avengers imagery. Apparently it was uncouth to wear one’s own merch. “I’m on time and everything, so you won’t have to spank me... though I might ask you to later.” He gave her a naughty wink.

#imjustthemechanic #tony #lemon

She smiled. "What a good boy. I'll see you in a moment then." She rolled her eyes when JARVIS relayed his winking. "If you'd like me to spank you, you'll have to do something you know you shouldn't. I do hope you don't make too big of a scene, Tony. I'm not sure your poor behind can take what you earned last time you suggested that before an event."

@thedeafavenger

"Sweet pea? Are you going to be good for me tonight?" She'd been teasing him all day--had been changing the settings on the vibrator she'd stuffed into him this morning and had been giving him more and more difficult tasks with each check-in, hoping to distract him and give him something to accomplish and feel proud of himself at the end of the day.

Clint had had a very interesting day. Full of a vibrator he couldn't ignore, but that didn't get him nearly close enough to be satisfying. Combined with trying to focus on tasks, it made for a day that was somehow both longer than usual, and flying by. It was wonderful.

At Pepper's question, though, he didn't even hesitate before he nodded. He had been hovering just on the edge of true subspace for long enough that if it was within his limits, he'd do anything Pepper asked of him. "Yes, ma'am," he added, for good measure, even though just standing or sitting was distracting. He couldn't breathe without feeling the plug. "I'll be good." Clint added earnestly.

"Good boy," she praised with a smile. "I'm going to order dinner. You're going to eat from my hand tonight, sweetheart, then, if you're especially good, I may let you rub yourself off against my leg." He'd been explicitly forbidden from touching himself all day, even to adjust himself or when using the bathroom. Although this was done on the honor system, it was something they'd done before, and if he'd disobeyed, there likely would've been guilt on his face. Since he hadn't, he should be perfectly capable of bringing himself to orgasm by humping her thigh.

Pepper took a seat to remove her shoes and order food as promised, beconing Clint over to kneel at her feet, then increasing the vibrations once he had.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, even though he felt a bit like he'd swallowed his tongue for a moment with just how aroused he was.

He waited until she beckoned him forward and then knelt as carefully as he could, to avoid jostling the plug inside of him, not that it mattered much when she increased the vibrations.

It took great effort for him not to whine, or shift too much in response, but he did gasp, barely audibly, eyes wide and pupils fully dilated as he looked up at Pepper in utter, undisguised devotion.

#thedeafavenger #clint #lemon

"Aw, what a sweet boy," she praised, reaching out to touch his chin. "Have you been making such sweet faces for me all day?" She ordered them a salad with grilled chicken and cheese, a lovely herb-filled bread to go with, then bent down to press a delicate kiss to Clint's lips. "Do you want to rub my feet for me, baby boy?"

@aspyandasuit

"Down, Tony." If he wasn't going to make her job easier by working, and he insisted on being near her, she could at least keep him mostly contained. Now, she had his wrists tied to one of her desk legs, a vibrator shoved up his ass to give him something to focus on and a bit gag in the drawer in case she needed him to be quiet. "You know better than to keep moving around. What do you need?"

#aspyandasuit #tony #new thread #lemon

Tony moved towards the desk and looked around. He was not too sure what he was looking for in the way of decor but by the way Pepper started speaking to him, things were going to get heated.

“It is a huge turn on when you take charge.” He grinned and bit down on his lip. “I’ll take everything you got.”

“Everything?” she asked, sounding delighted. “You’re sure about that?” She turned his head to kiss his cheek, then shoved him forward over the desk and bent over him to reach around and unbuckle his belt.

“I completely trust you, otherwise you wouldn’t be my assistant.” He admitted. “I am dying to know what some of your fantasies are.” He bit his bottom lip and wiggled his eyebrows playfully. Allowing Pepper to take the lead at unbuckling his belt. His hands reaching over to unbutton her blouse. “Shouldn’t we at least lock the door first? Your boss might catch us.” He teased.

Pepper smiled and batted his hands away, twisting him back around to face the wood. "How about we start with you keeping your hands to yourself, Tony? And staying where I put you." She shoved his pants and underwear down all in one go, hit her 'do not disturb' button, and then kissed the back of his neck. "Getting hard already? I don't think that indicates someone who's worried about being discovered with his pants down."

Tony moved towards the desk and looked around. He was not too sure what he was looking for in the way of decor but by the way Pepper started speaking to him, things were going to get heated.

“It is a huge turn on when you take charge.” He grinned and bit down on his lip. “I’ll take everything you got.”

"Everything?" she asked, sounding delighted. "You're sure about that?" She turned his head to kiss his cheek, then shoved him forward over the desk and bent over him to reach around and unbuckle his belt.