#tonyxthor

[fableantgod]

Thor taking Tony to bed after long work session in the lab

I like to make Tony tiny and chunky cuz why not, as well as making him a cat

[tiptoe39]

TIPPY!! CAN YOU DO BODYSWAP TONY/THOR?!?!?!?!? :D

Tony cannot stop staring at his arms.

Well, not *his* arms, to be perfectly precise. But for the moment they’re his, and he keeps flexing them, making eyes at himself in the mirror, sending little kisses to his reflection with a god’s mouth and a flamboyant palm.

"It is disconcerting to see my body doing that." Thor sits upright, stiffly, on the bed behind him. "We should really discuss how to undo this enchantment."

"Relax," Tony says, grinning at Thor through the mirror. "The cure will wait. We should have some fun with this." He gyrates Thor’s hips, makes a few obscene motions. "Damn, but I look good."

Thor looks at Tony’s hand. “And I am … small.”

"Hey, now."

"I meant no offense." He gets up and hooks one hand under the end of the bed, then pulls, straining. "Is this always so heavy to you?"

"Yeah, sorry," Tony says, "Can’t lift beds up with one hand. Come to think of it, I pretty much have the brains AND the brawn at the moment. Tough luck for you."

"At the least, I’m good-looking," Thor says, a grin breaking through on Tony’s lips.

Tony laughs. “Can’t argue with that.”

He turns and approaches Thor. They’ve stood like this, shoulder to shoulder, many other times, but Thor’s never had to look up at Tony before, and seeing his own face this closely makes him take a quick step back. “You’re thinking something indecent,” he accuses.

"Can you blame me?" Tony slides a hand up Thor’s (his) arm. "I am a pretty hot piece of ass. And it’s not like you’re not interested."

Thor looks down at the tent in Tony’s pants. “By the gods,” he says, “you’re quick to excitement.”

"I may have the brains and brawn right now," Tony says, "but you’ve got something even better: my nerve endings."

Thor cocks his head. “Meaning?”

"Meaning, don’t you want to find out why I make so much damn noise when I’m riding you?"

"I—" Thor tries to step backward again, and ends up falling to a sitting position on the bed. Tony stands above him, leering, and Thor can see his own eyes twinkling with mischief.

"C’mon," Tony says. "I know you’ll like it."

Thor grabs his hands to pull him down. “I know you will, too.”

[tiptoe39]

So my question to you, Typey, is do I continue this and write the porn? Or leave it as it is?

"I don't see what's wrong with my battle regalia," Thor says as Tony (with some difficulty) pulls off one of the shoulder plates bedecking said regalia. "It's served me well in many an official royal function." "Yeah, well, this function's not royal," Tony mutters, trying to pry up the other shoulder plate, "except for a royal pain in my behind, so if I'm going to attend it I'm not going to do it alone, and you, big fella--" he pats Thor's shoulder, running his fingers down briefly to the blade and back up again, "are going to be my date whether you like it or not." "I'm not opposed," Thor says after a moment of thought. "Then why aren't you helping me -- ngh -- get this armor off?" "Isn't it obvious?" Thor's grin is wide. "I rather like watching you try." Tony harrumphs and steps back. "Well, never mind, I'm not going to bother--" He's stopped by Thor's arms, sliding around his waist and meeting at the small of his back, pulling him in. "Besides," Thor murmurs a breath away from Tony's mouth, "if I'm to disrobe, I'd prefer there to be some profit in it before I'm dressed up again for the benefit of your holdsharers--" "Shareholders," Tony corrects, patting the breastplate of Thor's armor. "And nobody said there'd be no profit." "Oh?" Thor smiles slyly and steals a kiss-- soft, deliberate, slow-- from Tony's lips. "Yeah," Tony says, breathing into his mouth. "Haven't I taught you the phrase 'fashionably late'?" (inspired by this)

[adhdavinci]

can tony/thor be called anthorny

is this a thing that can happen　

[inanenink]

This.....

<3

[tiptoe39]

Someone prompted me to write Tony/Thor with Tony explaining what a philanthropist was. So I did.