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You hadn't even been in the room for one second before Tony was stalking over towards the door and kissing you hard.
It was a desperate embrace, an attempt to find a safe spot. Taken back, you put both of your hands on Tony's chest before guiding him a little backward. They were already together, and he was breathing hard, leaning his brow against yours.
"Have you been crying?" You muttered, delicate, and anxious. Tony had begun to sweat, had checked himself for a few minutes before you had arrived, and he felt he looked pretty good, but you had picked it up, of course. "What's wrong?"
Tony shook his head, pulling you closely, not having to let go. "I'm just so glad to see you."
"Stop changing the subject," you whispered to his shoulder, but as he rubbed his hand up and down your back, he managed to ignore you. "Tony."
Although you were not present during the meeting, you had sat outside the soundproofed room and observed; taking special note of your boss's body language. Tony was agitated, to say the least, and after visually watching the two former best friends fall out over the possibility of the Accords, you could feel the immense tension in the compound.
You pushed Tony away properly, before moving to sit down on his chair behind his desk. Before breathing out heavily, he steadily turned around and wiped one hand over his cheek as he struggled to think up a reason for his tear-stained face. Tony was just shrugging, he couldn't think of an argument and she'd have to consider it.
"I'm sorry," he said, staring down awkwardly at the ground. Tony wasn't the sort of guy to simply say sorry to someone, but you deserved it. He felt as if he had recently let you down, as though he had let everyone down.
"It isn't, I've let you down."
"Tony, you really haven't." You quietly smiled and laid the negative feelings to the back of your mind. You were was powerless to push him into anything because it was just going to create anxiety. Tony eventually walked over to the chair where he squeezed your hand after a few minutes, pulled you up so that you stood in front of him, and stared into your eyes - hoping to locate some reservations. The irritation and rage that had been building up over the past few hours were ready for both to spill over.
"I want you to look after me. I love having control, seeing you all vulnerable and whimpering." Tony's hand was trailing over your arms as he continued to speak about all the filthy things that had you weak at the knees. "But I want you to take care of me this time."
You blinked a few times, surprised at his submission. "I don't know how to - "
"Just tell me what to do, boss me about, ride me." Tony moved you against the desk and tenderly kissed you. By putting one hand on his shoulder, the other on the edge of the desk, you obeyed. You were doing a terrible job for someone who was going to be in control; your mind was elsewhere. "Come on, love. It's not as if you haven't sat on my cock before and - "
"I just love you," you blurted out, your stomach spinning when Tony peculiarly stared. "I really love you and it scares me to death, Tony. I don't want to see you upset and hurt."
You weren't stupid; you knew that because of the pressures of the day, the reason he wanted to be dominated. He needed to rest.
"Good job I'm not hurt or upset then, isn't it?" Tony faked a grin and kissed you again, urgently responding to the kiss this time, wanting to give him what he wanted. "I love you as well,"
When you forced him back until he fell on the chair, he mumbled against your mouth. You broke the kiss and shifted to undo the waistcoat of Tony. "I love you so fucking much."
You straddled his thighs and played over his chest with a single fingertip. With the new-found supremacy, you were not fully sure on how to go about it. Rolling your hips over his hardening cock, Tony's hands fell to your waist, chuckling arrogantly as a groan slipped out of his mouth.
"Just like that," he muttered, leisurely shutting his eyes. You repeated the action, but with more pressure this time, and when you grasped his shoulders, Tony's eyes flung wide. "What a fucking angel."
As excitement tingled through your body, you pressed a soft kiss against his cheek. One moan came out of your lips. "Look at my girl, look at my fucking girl. Look at how pretty you are, with your head thrown back."
So much for you being in control.
"Feels so good," They didn't even have to speak and the couple were both moaning messes as they clung to the bodies of each other. Your motions just kept getting sharper and faster.
"I can't fucking do this," He said, startling you for a moment as you thought that you had done something wrong. However, you came to the realization that you were in for a ride when you were tossed onto the desk - gently, of course. "I need to fuck you now. It'd be a crime for you cum without my cock in you." His discourteous mouth always took you by surprise, but when he was in desperate need of release, you secretly enjoyed the words that slipped from his mouth. "Want to taste you first though."
You moaned at his suggestion and helped him take your saturated panties off, tossing them around the room somewhere. Tony needed to hear you, wanted to hear the moans and whines that slipped from your mouth, the 'I love you's' and whatever else you had to say, he just needed you. Everybody had left the building for a long time, so there was no reason for the two of them to be silent.
It was enticing for Tony's tongue to glide over your core, circle your clit and pull your warm juices together, and instantly you let out a series of soft moans. There was no argument, Tony was professional, and he still knew how to turn you into a shaking mess. As he slipped his tongue inside you, Tony himself was purring, not holding back in the slightest as he poured all his frustrations and irritation into making you feel amazing.
"Jesus," You choked, your body rocking forward at his actions. "Keep doing that," you said, referring to Tony's that circled around your clit.
Tony shifted his mouth to suck on the inside of your leg - his thumb still doing wonders. For a few seconds, there was silence as he stared up at you from his position between your legs, and the smile he gave her told you everything you wanted to hear. He was yours, and you were his. The two of them will both come back to each other no matter what happened. Part of Tony felt it was real love-nothing could deter them from being together, but he didn't want anything to curse him.
He clasped his lips to your clit. He needed you to know every single second of the day that you were everything for him, that he loved you more than anything he had ever loved, that you made him feel things he never imagined he would feel. He knew that you were far too sweet for him, that's what everyone thought, and he was so happy to have you in his life.
"Holy shit -," You were cut off, not being sluggish or caring, by two of Tony's fingertips pushing inside your pulsing entrance. As numerous swear words tumbled from your lips, it was quick and rough, throwing you into a trance. You clung to his hair, your back arching off the desk, tugging it just as he wanted and often stopping to brush your fingertips through the brown, wavy locks.
"I love it when you are like this. All spread out for me, ready for me to take you."
For Tony, you had unconsciously opened your legs wider and wider, granting him easier access to tongue your folds with long stripes whenever he didn't drive his fingers deep inside.
As he could see that you were approaching a climax, Tony pulled away from you. While for over a year you had just been intimate with each other, through the sexual experiences he had already learned to read you and he knew how to work your body, which gave you so much pleasure that you were ready to burst.
Whining as you sat up, you rested on your elbows. "Why did you pull away?" you asked, calling out for Tony. In seconds, he was on his feet and was bending over to innocently kiss you. "I was so close."
"I know... that's why I stopped."
Tony raised one eyebrow, caught your cheek and pulled your face to smile at him. "Can you do something for me?"
You nodded your head and fluttered your eyelashes, anticipating some sort of sexual remark to be his order.
"Can you tell me that you love me again?"
A touch of confusion pulled you away; you couldn't believe what you were hearing. For whatever abnormal explanation, Tony was defenseless and feeling alone and it tore your heart in two that you couldn't solve whatever the problem was.
You could see that it was something personal and it was keeping him down, which eventually disturbed your relationship, but because the love you shared was deep, you were able to work through the hard times.
"You know that I love you."
"I know you do." Tony agreed with her statement, and he knew it. He wanted to hear that again, however, only to ensure he wasn't on his own. "I just want you to say it again. It sounds so good coming from your lips."
"I love you." You pressed one single kiss against Tony's lips. "I love you." Another to his cheek. "I love you." And finally, another kiss to his lips. "Please don't ever question my love for you, because it hurts me."
"I wasn't questioning it, I promise. Just needed some sort of confirmation, because after today I feel like such a fucking idiot."
"Somethings wrong with you and I wish you would tell me what it was. There's nothing worse than seeing the man that you love all distraught." You cupped both of his cheeks, sat up properly at last, and tipped his head up so that he gazed right into your eyes. "Do you trust me?"
Tony nodded. "More than anything."
"So, why can't you tell me?"
Before blinking out a few tears, Tony frowned. "I don't want you to know because it would mess everything up and it will play on your mind forever. I can't give you that pain."
"Will you ever tell me?" you dared to ask - you didn't want to rile him up and make him worse, but you just had to know.
Before shifting his hand towards the side and kissing the palm of your hand, Tony thought for a second. "I promise you that when it's sorted, you will find out everything. Until then, just know that I love you and I'm doing this to keep you safe and away from danger."
Accepting his answer, all you could do was wait until the time came.
You happily got out of bed to get ready for the workday after spending the afternoon wrapped in each other's bodies and in the sheets of one of the compound's spare bedrooms.
You had a meeting scheduled with General Ross in about an hour, no doubt he wanted to discuss the Accords. Tony did his best to postpone your goodbye - taking your waist and dragging you back down, planting messy kisses across your neck, flattering you with kind words, and even promising to prepare dinner, but because of him and his convincing nature, you could not risk being late again.
"Do you think the other guys know that we have sex in the conference room on a regular basis?" Tony asked as he watched you get dressed into your blouse and skirt.
"Can I say something?" he hummed.
"I've never seen someone look so fucking hot in a pencil skirt before and I just want to rip it off you." Tony placed both hands on your waist as he pulled you back down so you were laying on top of him, your head resting on his bare chest.
Rolling your eyes, you pressed a quick kiss to his chest. "Mm, I suppose I'll take that as a compliment."
He chuckled before flipping your body, your back now pressed against his chest and stomach. Tony's hand began to trail down your the front of your skirt, slowly hiking it up.
"I have to go to work," You told him, even though you made no move to deter his actions.
Tony proceeded to trail up your skirt until it rested at the bottom of your stomach, and displayed the side of your bra. If anyone was to walk in at that moment, they certainly would get an eye full, but the two of you were too lost in your desires.
"Hurry up then," You insisted, your own hand landing on top of Tony's to pull his hand over to your panties.
Tony's breath was hot in your ears as he whispered, "Do it yourself."
When he swiped his hand away from yours, you whimpered, jumping to sit on top of your uniform at the bottom of your stomach. You slightly turned your head to the side to glance at Tony, trying to see whether or not he was teasing, but all you saw was superiority and thirst.
You were able to do so, and your mouth was pressed against his. When you took hold of him, the abrupt urge to satisfy him rushed through your bloodstream, sliding your tongue into his mouth and moaning as one of his hands shifted to twist into your unmade hair.
Tony pulled away and gripped your chin before nodding once. "Go on."
"Tony..." you trailed off, voice unsteady. "I want to make you feel good."
"You do every single day, sweetheart."
After the remark, your heart warmed and you gave him another kiss, this one passionate and full of affection. Pushing your hand down her body during the kiss and slid it under your underwear, unknown to Tony, who was so wrapped up in the sensation of your tongue forming outlines of your mouth. Tony did not pull away until your fingers touched your clit and a light moan escaped from your mouth.
"Good girl," he cooed, watching as you rolled your hips against his unconsciously.
He was already in paradise when he was with you, but it was more than heaven to see you like this, pleasing yourself and rolling around on top of his body. The back of your head leaned on his shoulders and he could quickly turn to press soft kisses over your cheek and chin, all while watching your fingertips penetrate yourself perfectly.
By the second, he could feel himself growing harder, but this time, it wasn't about him, it was your moment. You paused to take down your panties which allowed him easier access. You were no longer self-conscious at this level and merely craved a release. The fact that Tony watched your every move and got harder, as you could imagine, made it a lot more sensual for the entire case.
"Looks like you've been done this before." Tony gripped your waist tighter. "Have you got yourself off by using your fingers before?"
When you took your fingertips out to massage your clit, you blushed, juices coating your hand and the sheets of the bed. "Yes," you admitted, letting out a deep breath.
"When?" Tony started, waiting tolerantly for you answer. At first, all he got was a couple of whimpers and moans as you edged closer to your climax, but he was half-shocked when you actually responded.
"The other week when you were away for a few days. I missed you and I was alone in the compound." Your confession was a gift to Tony, who groaned as he pictured you lying on the bed, hair flat against the covers, working yourself closer and closer, as you thought of him and the times they had shared together.
"In the office?" he asked, to which you shook your head. "Where then?"
"Whose bedroom?" He pressed for an answer.
"Yours." You replied, casting your eyes down. Again, he caught your head and twisted you around to look at him, confusion and rage swirling in his gaze. When you took your fingers out, you kept yourself from going over the brink.
"Nothing to be sorry about, love," Tony said, moving a piece of hair that had fallen into your face. "I wish I had been there to watch you."
"I thought about you the whole time."
He opened his mouth in surprise before kissing you hard. "Fucking perfect," Before tossing the two of you over, he mumbled against your lips until he was on top. He freed his cock from his briefs without taking his time, sighing softly at the liberation before entering you without compassion.
"Not the innocent girl I first met, are you?" he teased. "Look at what I've done to you."
You moaned at his words, grasping his shoulders as you pulled him down for a long, deep embrace. Every now and then, Tony had to pause, his thrusts getting clumsy because you were tight. It was almost embarrassing, but you were doing it for him, rendering him vulnerable. He tried to hold his orgasm at bay somehow as he gently and steadily squeezed your clit, a contrast to his hard thrusts.
"I wonder what all of the guys would think if they saw you right now. Moaning and clenching around my cock."
"Wonder what all of your superhero buddies would think if they saw us like this," You shot back, smirking slightly as you dragged his chest with your fingernails.
"I'd kill them if they ever saw you like that - for my eyes only," He returned before pulling one of your legs over his shoulder, giving him a better angle. "God, the thought of you on my bed, getting yourself off while I'm miles away. You are going to kill me, baby. Next time, come to my office and call me, can't have my girl using her fingers to get her release without me being involved. Do you like the sound of that?"
You had never dreamed to ever be in this situation. A stunning man above you, his thrusts strong as he spoke about all the dirty things he would do to you. You were not afraid to admit that you did like the sound of it. "I do."
He darkly grinned. "I know, I know." Before chuckling again, Tony turned to look at the clock. "Look at that, late for work yet again. What excuse are you going to use this time? You can't exactly tell them that you were being fucked by your boss." Tony's sentences were broken up a couple of times due to his moaning, signaling to you that he was close.
"I'm going to cum," you breathed out, mouth wide open as your back arched. You were soaking Tony's cock within seconds and when you moaned heavily, your orgasm taking over your entire body. Soon after, Tony arrived at his own climax. To keep his moans and grunts at bay, he buried his head in your neck and bit down on the collar of your suit.
You restarted the conversation after the two of them had done and they were feeling absolutely relaxed. "Where did that come from?"
Tony chuckled before shaking his head. "I really don't know." You stood to your feet, skirt slipping back down. Tony put his arms around your waist, helping to ease her upright. "Did you like it though?"
"Loved it," you whispered drowsily, forehead dropping to Tony's shoulder as the two of you held each other close. "Can't wait to do it again."
"Never satisfied, are you?"
You grinned and kiss Tony's nose, "Not when it comes to you."
