Tony sat wrists changed, starring up at his capture. "Let me go you crazy fucker." ((Stockholm syndrome anyone? Early beginnings of course, I want to write tony slowly falling for the nut job<3))
Giving a mock look of thought, the god hummed,his pointer finger gently tapping against the corner of his smirking lip. “Let you go, and the what,Stark? Allow you your freedom, allow you a place away from me?” He asked as he leaned down,one hand harshly gripping at the mortals neck so he could force him to look into his eyes. “No. I’m having too much fun keeping you here. Don’t deny you enjoy your rewards for your good behavior,Stark.” His free hand gently slid down Tony’s chest, fingers slipping beneath the fabric of the mortals clothing to grip at his crotch. “Be a good pet and perhaps I will reward you again.”
