#bottom tony stark

[ririfor20]

This is so stony coded... I can't 🎀

[l1tw1ck]

Sponsored by Stark

Dom!Bottom!Tony x Sub!Top!Masc Virgin Reader

☆ Word Count: 1,358 ☆

AFAB Language Used | Event Request

CW: Dubious Consent, Age Difference, Daddy Kink, Overstimulation, Creampie, Cunnilingus, Semi-Public Sex,

After retiring from hero work, Tony opened up an academy to teach hopeful heroes, tech lovers, and future entrepreneurs. The academy teaches students starting from age 14 and above. It's a combination of high school and college. There are a lot of campuses all over New York. You finished high school in Midtown High and applied to join the academy. Tony loved your application so much that he awarded you with a special scholarship. It’s only granted to one person every four years. After your first meeting with him, he offered to buy you dinner. You didn't think it was strange. Why would it be?

You look up at Tony with an anxiety filled and hesitantly lustful gaze. He came onto you during dinner and you were afraid you’d lose your scholarship if you denied him. You were also afraid you'd seriously regret giving up the chance to fuck him. So now you're staring at his pussy as he grinds down on your clothed cock. His t-dick is poking out of his bush of hair and the sight makes you worry you’ll come too early.

“Don't worry about getting a job anymore. I’ll pay for everything you need.” He rolls his head back. “Gonna get you a credit card..use it whenever.”

You feel more like a prostitute than a scholarship student.

“Fuck…ever been with an older guy before?” He asks. You can't deny that he looks so fucking sexy like this. The way he's rubbing his pussy on your boner is definitely helping you forget why you were nervous in the first place. Your underwear is drenched with his slick. It's undeniably hot.

“Never…with anyone.”

“Yeah?” He breathes out. “Good. I’ll take the lead.” He stops and leans into your neck, sloppily kissing it and as he removes your boxers. He moves away from your face and leans his body closer to your cock. He points at the part of his stomach where the tip of your cock is. “That's how deep you’ll be inside me.”

He grips your shoulders and hovers over your cock. You gulp. He sinks himself down onto your length, a confident smirk plastered on his face.

“I haven’t done it in so long–” He moans as you completely fill him up, his back arched. He rolls his hips and strokes his t-dick. Seeing a guy like him use you like a toy is too hot for your own good. You never knew you were into this kind of thing. You could probably come just like this. You’ll try not to though, it wouldn't turn out well if you got him pregnant. “You want me to move, baby?”

“I…I wanna see you come first.”

“If that's what you want.” He strokes himself harder. Your heart is racing. You can feel it as he reaches his peak. His cunt is giving you nice, wet hugs. He rolls his head back, his pussy seizing its movements for a moment before resuming. He squirts, his slick covering your face. You lick your lips. You’ve been able to stop yourself from coming this whole time but you're not sure how much longer you’ll last.

He grinds down on you and moves his hand away from his sensitive cock. After a while, he eventually starts riding you. You don't think you’ll be able to last.

“Wa- wait- wait—” You panic. “I’m- I think–”

“It's okay, sweetheart.” He keeps bouncing. “I can't get pregnant.”

You would let out a long sigh of relief if it weren't for your sudden orgasm. You bite down on your lip as he keeps going despite that. It feels good and insanely overwhelming. You can't believe you just came inside Tony fucking Stark. “‘s too- too much-” You moan.

“I’m not satisfied yet. You’ll let Daddy keep bouncing on your cock, won't you, baby?”

You nod. “Ye- yes-”

“Good boy~” He lets out a satisfied sigh. “Letting Daddy use you like a cute little toy.” He loves the way your body is reacting. You're so inexperienced and sensitive, he knows he’ll have a lot of fun with you. He’s glad he changed careers. You stare at your cum spilling out with each thrust. It's so erotic you feel like you're gonna pass out.

Tony notices the subject of your gaze. “You like that? How your cum drips out of my pussy? Hm?” He grins. “Wanna keep filling me up, baby?”

You nod rapidly. “Yes- yes, Daddy-”

His body stutters as he comes again. He stops, his walls flexing around your cock again. Tony leans into your ear. “You know what a mating press is?” He asks.

You shudder. “Ye- yeah-” You grab his waist and manage to flip yourselves over. Sweat drips down your forehead as you grab Tony’s thighs. You move him into position and just looking at him like this makes you come again. Your cock starts to soften. “Sorry-”

“‘S okay, baby. It's cute.” He laughs. “We can keep working on your endurance another time.”

You walk into Tony’s office, wearing an outfit he bought for you. As he stands up, you notice his belt is unbuckled and his pants are unzipped. He leans against the wall and you instantly make your way over to him.

“I’ve been waiting for you all day.” His hands slither onto your shoulders, his soft lips graze your ear. “I couldn’t stop touching myself. I had to cancel my meeting this afternoon.”

Your breath hitches.

“Are you gonna help me, sweetheart?”

“Yeah-” You watch him pull away from you and remove his pants and underwear. He shows the damp spot in his white boxers to you. You're already hard. He motions for you to kneel, making you feel like a dog. You look at his pussy eagerly, excited to see it up close. You already know what he wants you to do.

You wrap your lips around his t-cock and suck it.

“Yes~ like that, baby-” He shivers. You slip two fingers inside him, one at a time, and try your best to finger him properly. Your mouth on his cock is more than enough to distract him from your noob-ness. He doesn't seem to care about the amount of noise he's making either. Given his personality, you don't feel any anxiety over it. No one would dare enter his office when they hear him. “Fuck, right there~!” His hip thrusts involuntarily. You managed to find his g-spot. You do your best to pleasure him with it and by the sound of his voice and the clenching you feel around your fingers, you know you're doing a good job.

“Yes– yes—!” He squirts. This time you get to really taste him. You slowly move your head back, a line of spit connecting you to his cock, then lap your tongue all over his pussy. Tony twitches with pleasure.

You stop, then look at him like a puppy awaiting orders. He curls his index and middle finger, signifying that he wants you to stand up. He quickly frees your boner from your pants. “I still have one more meeting today.” He takes your wrists and has you hold onto his waist. He mouths ‘hold me’ so you pick him up. “But since you come so fast, I’ll let you fuck me.”

You press your forehead onto his shoulder. “Thank you-” You breathe out, sinking into his cunt. “You- you feel so good, Daddy-” He's sopping wet.

Tony wraps his arms around you as you sloppily thrust inside him. Your desperation turns him on so much.

“Can I- fuck- can I come inside?”

“Mhm~” He hums. “��M gonna keep it inside. Walk around with your cum in me.”

You shudder, your cock shooting ropes of cum inside him. His laugh is breathless and lustful. “You're too cute.” He smiles as you bring him to his desk, laying him in a way to prevent your cum from spilling out as well as you can. You grab his boxers and slip them onto him.

You watch as he stands up and fixes himself up to look presentable. “I’ll see you tonight.” He winks, leaving the room.

[captshipper]

Tony pampers the shit out of Peter, gets himself regular trips to pound town as a thank you.

[starkstrangesorcerer]

𝕾𝖚𝖇!𝕿𝖔𝖕!𝕾𝖙𝖊𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖝 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖔𝖒!𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖗!𝕿𝖔𝖓𝖞

𝕬𝖑𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖀𝖓𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊 : 𝕸𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖑

♛Teaser/Drabble⚔

Authors Note: This has become an AU I'm working on, and I'll explain more about it in another post

"Come on Steph, give me one more baby, come inside me one more time," The Superior coaxed out, using his thighs to lift himself up and down on Stephens cock, feeling the tallers slide in and out of his stretched hole.

Stephen let out a low grunt, hands grasping Tony's hips to give him some sort of control even though he wasn't the one in control, not now, "Fuck Tony, I don't think I can..." He painted, lips slightly parted and his cock flushed and angry red inside the shorter.

"Yes. Yes you can. Don't make me force you, Steph, you know I will." Tony hissed, reaching down to slap Stephens balls, causing the sorcerer to let out a grunt of a pain.

"Fuck, fine," Stephen grunted, thrashing his hips and down into Tony, hitting his prostate dead-on and leaving the brunette gasping and moaning. 

"Fuck! Right there! Right there, come on Stephen!" The Superior growled, eyes rolling back in his head and fingers scraping along Stephens chest from the animalistic pace the mage set.

With a few more, sloppy and wet thrusts, Stephen released inside of Tony's stretched pussy, filling him up to the brim, even to where a few trickles of cum washed out of Tony's cunt.

The brunette fell stop of Stephen, humming happily, "There, wasn't so hard huh?" 

"Mh," Stephen, was too tired to say anything else, his slippery cock still stuffed inside Tony's hole, keeping it nice and warm.

[transexualpirate]

bottom tony stark wouldn't be so common if rdj were just a bit taller because mainstream fandom automatically assumes that the taller = manlier which = top and therefore shorter = feminine = bottom. in this essay i will

[yourfriendlyauthor]

I just Imagine

When Tony Stark is pregnant with Steve Rogers baby and when the time come for labor Tony will tell Steve he never wanted to experience the pain again but when Tony finally get to hold baby 'Peter' he will say I want another one I want to make a one-shot of this but I don't know how to piece it all together.

[popcorn-plots]

hmmm....

i wrote it.

(Tony gets railed by Pepper. That's it. That's the entire plot.)

[hero-i-am-not]

Just published a new Stony fic! Check it out <3

[l1tw1ck]

Scholarship

Top Tony Stark x Bottom!FTM Reader

Terms Used for Reader: Pussy, Sex, Dick, T-Dick, Cunt

here's a random tony blurb. idk if it's long enough to be worth putting on ao3 😭 heavily inspired by an event req, will probably post that next?

CW: Non-Con, Power Imbalance, Spanking, Daddy Kink, Perv Tony, Creampie

"How many more times do you have to be sent to detention until you stop acting out?" Tony sighs, sitting at the teacher's desk as you take your normal detention seat. He's the principal, but offered to watch over your detention this time. It wasn't a strange request since he's the reason you have a scholarship, it's expected of him to worry about someone he personally sponsors. "You’ve skipped so many classes, are you trying to get your scholarship rescinded?”

You don't respond. You don't skip school because you want to. You live on your own so you spend most of your time working or sleeping. You miss your morning classes often due to constantly being overworked. You work two jobs so school and detention is the only time you have to rest or study. The scholarship only covers your attendance, you have to work for everything else. You wanted to sleep this time around.

Tony sighs. "Come here."

You walk towards him. "What?"

He walks over to the other side of his desk and forces you to bend over. Before you can even say a word, he spanks you. "I awarded you with the scholarship because I saw your potential. With conduct like this, you’re making me look like a fool.”

Your breath hitches, there's no way this is allowed. "Don't- don't touch me-"

Tony ignores you and unbuckles your belt, restraining your hands with it before forcing your pants off. "Maybe a little forcefulness will straighten you out." He spanks you again. "I've always liked you, you know?"

You shiver. Liked you? The principal, liking you, a student? You always thought he looked at you weird but this never crossed your mind.

"You always seemed tough, so tough that I thought it'd be hard to break you. But that's only a facade, isn't it?" He pulls your underwear down. "What a pretty sight." He runs his fingers down your sex and to your t-dick, softly touching it and involuntarily getting you wet.

"Get the fuck away from me!" You kick his leg, but it does nothing.

"And here I thought you'd lost your fight." Tony chuckles, sliding a finger into your entrance.

"Stop it!" You squirm around. “I’ll tell the cops!”

He grins and lets out a shaky breath, your struggle is turning him on. He leans forward and into your ear. "I could just force my cock inside if that's what you want, sweetheart." He slides another finger into you.

You shake your head. "No- I don't- I don't want that-"

He groans in pleasure. "Scared? If you're good, I’ll be gentle."

"You're a disgusting bastard."

"Am I?" He pulls away from your ear and takes his fingers out. You listen to the sound of his belt falling to the ground and the shuffling of his clothes. Your body seizes at the feeling of something rubbing against your pussy, the tip of his cock. You brace for his entrance, soon feeling him force his thickness inside you.

Tony moans again. "Your pussy feels so good around my cock." His voice is deep and dripping with lust. You never thought Tony Stark would turn out to be a guy like this. "Fuck, you're taking me so well..”

“I- I didn't skip because I wanted to!” You clench your fists. “I work every night and every weekend!”

“You should’ve told me, sweetheart.” Tony gently rubs your back. “Quit. I’ll pay for everything. I can't have my best student wasting his time at some crappy job…”

You shake your head. “I’ll drop out..”

“If that's what you want. I’ll take care of you and you won't have to work another day in your life.”

You keep shaking your head. “I won't tell anyone…just…just let me go.”

“You hate me that much now?” He starts to fuck you at a lazy pace. “You used to look at me with such hopeful eyes…you idolized me.”

You don't say anything.

“I think I’m gonna miss that. I always fantasized about you looking up at me like that, sucking my cock like a good boy. The mere thought of seeing you smiling with my cum all over your face drove me crazy.” He grabs your waist. “But you hating me is sexy too. Your fear is adorable.”

He starts fucking you properly, making the desk shake with each movement. “God, I’ll never get sick of this pussy.”

The intrusive feeling of his cock inside you is undeniably pleasurable but even more disgusting. The thought of experiencing this frequently makes you sick. You don't want to feel good.

“C’mon, baby, moan for me.” He spanks you. You’d rather get your mouth sewn shut. He leans against you and brings his hand in between the gap between you and the desk, aiming for your dick. You twitch as he strokes you. You can't help but make noise. “There you go.” You can hear his smile.

“Some- someone–” You let out a whimpery breath. “gonna hea- hear~”

“No one will. These classrooms are built to be as soundproof as possible. Even if they do, I’ll make sure they won't say anything.”

You feel disgusted at the possibility that he made it that way for this specific purpose.

“Mm- I’m close–” He huffs. “That's how fucking good you feel. Could barely last 30 minutes. Shit—”

Your eyes widen as you feel his cum flooding your insides.

“Don't worry..” He mutters, slowly pulling out and watching his cum drip down from your cunt. “I don't want any kids.”

You hear a camera flash.

[coventh]

“ BAD BOY .”

DISCLAIMER; ok first off, i havent written in a WHILE…,,, and secondly, this is like a sort of joke between me n my friend Dani (😭) Pairing(s); Tony stark x Top Amab reader ★ cws; edging, belly bulge, overstimulation (not proof read.)

“No touching, Anthony.” You said, gripping his wrist as his hand tried to grab onto his cock. Tony went wild when you called him by his real name instead of his nickname, he could get hard just by hearing you say that, especially in that tone.

You had been edging him for a while now, having him whine and whimper beneath you, squirming in your touch desprate in the need of release.

“Please, i’ll be good. I need to cum-” He desperately begged you, tears streaming down his face, his other hand gripping the sheets tightly as you continued your thrust, slowing down a bit.

“You’ve been a bad boy, remember? You can cum when i say so.” You told him as his whined at the last sentence, his hard cock dribbling out pre-cum.

“Am i gonna have to tie your hands behind your back, or are you going to behave?” You questioned, watching as he nodded fastly.

“Good..” You resumed your thrust at a faster pace, he moaned out in pleasure as your tip brushed against his prostate, his back arching and his mouth forming the perfect ‘o’ shape.

His nailed raked down your back causing a sting of pain but you were to caught up in the pleasure to care, besides, you gave him a fair share of marks too.

Hickeys littering all over his neck, his chest, bites printed on the insides and outsides of his thighs.

Your eyes trailed down his body, eyes stopping as you noticed a bulge in his stomach, moving every time you did.

“Look at that, ‘M all up in your guts tony..” You said in a low tone. His eyes opened, trailing down to where you were staring, his eyes widened a little as he saw the bulge.

He placed his hand over it, pushing down on it causing him to moan out loudly. As for you, it only encouraged you to fuck his harder, faster.

“You close, Tones?” You asked, looking down at the man beneath you, nodding desperately. “Yes- God, please i’m so close.” He said desperately, teetering on the edge as his cock leaked more pre-cum onto his stomach.

“Cum for me, Tony. Do it.” You order, watching as he came all over himself, his back arching as he moaned out your name loudly.

You continued your thrust, speeding up on purpose, pushing him into overstimulation as he came down from his high.

He gripped your shoulder tightly, biting his lip hard as you kept abusing his prostate, hitting all the right spots.

“You can cum for me again. i know you can, Baby.” You said looking at him as he shook his head, “I cant, please..” He whined.

“I know you can. be a good boy and cum for me again, alright?” You told him, gripping his cock and stroking it in sync with your thrust, he practically screamed this time as he came again, breathing heavily.

You felt your own climax nearly, twitching inside of his hole as his walls squeezed around you, he felt your twitching which was his sign of knowing you were close.

“Insssidee..” He slurred out, his legs wrapping around your waist tighter. “You want me to breed you, huh?” You said teasingly, he nodded eagerly.

“pleasepleaseplease…” he begged, his walls hugging your cock tighter, and that threw you over the edge as you filled him with your seed.

Your thrust came to a stop after you finished riding out your orgasm, you both were breathing heavily as you pressed your forehead against his.

“We are definitely doing this again.” He said, a grin on his face as his chest rose and fell, a breathy laugh escaping his mouth.

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[starkstrangesorcerer]

Tags:

Bimbo Tony Stark, Top Stephen Strange, Bottom Tony Stark, Anal Sex, Gentle Sex, One Shot

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Title: Just A Bimbo

As always, smuts under the cut

Tony had always been the center of attention, a walking contradiction of genius and chaos, always managing to keep the spotlight on him, whether he liked it or not. But when it came to his relationships with the Avengers, his reputation had taken on a life of its own. After all, Tony had a bit of a reputation for sleeping around— especially with the men of the team. 

From Steve’s earnest charm to Thor’s godly magnetism, Tony had been there, done that. He had a way of seducing every single one of them. Every one, except for one. The one man he had yet to fall into bed with was Stephen.

Tony could never quite place why. Maybe it was the good doctor’s icy demeanor or that air of authority that surrounded him. But no matter how many times Tony tried to flirt, to tease, to provoke some kind of reaction from Stephen, the sorcerer’s attention always drifted elsewhere. And that frustrated Tony more than he would ever admit.

He could get anyone, right? Except for Strange. It was starting to drive him crazy. But then again, wasn’t a little mystery what kept things interesting?

Stephen sighed as he watched Tony prance around the room, his long hair swishing behind him like a banner proclaiming his conquests. It was infuriating, but also oddly captivating. There was something about the way Tony moved, so confident and carefree, that made even the most stoic of souls take notice.

And yet, despite being bombarded with Tony's flirtations day after day, Stephen remained immune. Not because he didn't find the man attractive - far from it actually.

But there were lines he refused to cross, and Tony's relentless pursuit was starting to blur those boundaries. 

And today was one of those days, Stephen was currently in his own room at the avengers tower, then Tony came walking in, dressed in a tiny jean skirt, crop top and white socks with frills, "Stark, do you need something?" The sorcerer sighed.

Without an answer, Tony sat right on his lap, placing his hands on Stephen's shoulders. "Mh, just you."

Stephen stiffened slightly under Tony's sudden weight, his hands instinctively moving to grasp the other man's hips in an attempt to maintain balance rather than make contact. He glanced down at the sheer amount of skin Tony was exposing, feeling a twinge of annoyance mixed with a begrudging appreciation for the audacity.

"Tony," he said firmly, trying to infuse his voice with a sternness that might deter further advances. "I'm busy. Please get off my lap."

But instead of complying, Tony simply leaned in closer, his breath hot against Stephen's ear as he whispered, "Oh come on, Doc. Can't a guy even sit on your lap without you getting all uptight?"

His fingers began to trail lazily up Stephen's chest, sending shivers down the sorcerer's spine despite himself.

Stephen's lips thinned in irritation as Tony continued to touch him, his fingers dancing across the fabric of his shirt. He knew the man was trying to provoke a reaction, but damn if he wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"Tony, I mean it," Stephen said, his voice low and warning. "Get. Off. Me."

But even as the words left his mouth, he felt a traitorous flutter in his chest at the feel of Tony's body pressed against his. The other man was undeniably attractive, and Stephen couldn't deny the physical attraction he felt towards him.

It was frustrating as hell, but he couldn't seem to shake the desire that simmered just beneath the surface whenever Tony was near.

With a heavy sigh, Stephen closed his eyes and focused on deep, calming breaths, trying to will away the unwanted sensations coursing through him. "Fine, sit there if you want." The taller shook his head and instead went to reading one of his books. 

Although he wouldn't admit it, he didn't like Tony showing so much skin. Made him... Jealous?

Tony smirked to himself as he watched Stephen try to ignore him, the sorcerer's attempts at composure only serving to fuel his mischief. He loved pushing buttons, seeing how far he could go before someone cracked.

And now, with Stephen's apparent jealousy simmering just below the surface, Tony had a new challenge to pursue. He leaned back, spreading his legs wider, reavealing his panties beneath and angling his body to press even more insistently against Stephen's crotch.

"Mmm, you're so cute when you're all flustered, Doc," Tony purred, reaching out to toy with a strand of Stephen's hair. "Why don't you just admit it already? You want me."

He punctuated his statement with a deliberate, suggestive roll of his hips, brushing his ass against Stephen's crotch.

Stephen's grip tightened on his book, his knuckles turning white as he fought to maintain control over his rising temper and the confusing tangle of emotions swirling inside him. Tony's blatant display of sexuality was grating, making his skin prickle with irritation.

But beneath that, a spark of arousal flickered to life, refusing to be extinguished. Damn this man for being so infuriatingly enticing!

"I don't want you, Stark," Stephen lied through clenched teeth, his voice strained and cock already becoming hard in his pants. "And stop touching me."

Despite his words, his hand drifted unconsciously to rest on Tony's thigh, the heat of the other man's skin seeping through the thin fabric of his skirt. A jolt of electricity shot up Stephen's arm at the contact, making him suck in a sharp breath.

What was wrong with him?!

Tony's eyes gleamed with triumph as he sensed Stephen's resolve weakening. He could practically taste the sorcerer's desire, the way his body responded to even the slightest touch.

"Oh, I think you do want me, Doc," Tony cooed, his fingers tracing lazy circles on Stephen's thigh. "Your body's telling you the truth, even if your mind is still playing hard to get."

He shifted subtly, grinding his ass against Stephen's growing erection with deliberate slowness. "Admit it, you've wanted this for a while now. To feel my tight little hole wrapped around your big, fat cock..."

Tony's voice dropped to a husky whisper, his words dripping with innuendo as he reached down to palm Stephen's straining length through his pants. "Don't fight it anymore, Strange. Let yourself enjoy it."

Stephen let out a strangled gasp as Tony's skilled fingers wrapped around his rigid cock, the pressure both exquisite and maddening. His hips jerked involuntarily, seeking more friction, more of that intoxicating touch.

"No..." he breathed, even as his body betrayed him, arching into Tony's grasp. "This can't happen."

But his protests sounded weak, even to his own ears. The rational part of his brain screamed at him to push Tony away, to reclaim control, but the rest of him was drowning in sensation, lost to the pleasure coursing through his veins.

"Fuck," Stephen groaned, his head falling back as Tony stroked him with increasing confidence. "You're driving me insane..."

Okay, he was done playing this game. Stephen shoved Tony off his lap and bent the brunette over the desk as Stephen grabbed ahold of Tony's long hair, pulling it tight.

With a loud, but pleasurable gasp, Tony found himself bent over the desk, Stephen's grip on his hair unyielding. He could feel the sorcerer's hard length pressing insistently against his ass, the anticipation building with each passing second.

"You're really going to do this, huh?" Tony taunted, his voice muffled by the wood. "Finally giving in to what we both want?"

He wiggled his hips, rubbing his pert rear against Stephen's clothed cock. "Well, since you asked so nicely..."

Tony reached back to pull his skimpy panties aside, exposing himself fully to Stephen's probing gaze. "Go ahead, Doc. Take what you want. Claim me as yours..."

The sorcerer stared down at the shorter, groaning under his breath but Stephen only pulled Tony's hair tighter. "Did you seriously think I'd fuck a bimbo like you?" he sneered, his fists tightening in Tony's hair.

Tony's eyes widened in shock at Stephen's harsh words, a stinging rebuke that cut deeper than any slap. For a moment, he froze, unsure how to respond.

Then, with a snarl, Tony yanked free of Stephen's grip and spun around, his face flushed with anger and humiliation. "Fuck you, Strange!" he spat, his voice trembling with emotion. "I may be a 'bimbo' to you, but at least I have the balls to chase what I want!"

He jabbed a finger accusingly at Stephen's chest. "You're just mad because you can't resist me. Because deep down, you know I'm better than you'll ever be."

With that, Tony turned on his heel and stormed out of the room, leaving Stephen staring after him. Then, Tony felt a hand shoot out and grab at his wrist, pulling Tony back against Stephen's chest who glared down at him.

"What? Change of heart? Want to fuck me now?" He hissed, his brows furrowed as he glared up at Stephen.

Stephen's grip on Tony's wrist tightened, his blue eyes blazing with a mix of anger and something darker as he pulled the smaller man flush against him. "No, Stark, I don't want to fuck you," he growled, his hot breath fanning over Tony's ear. "I never did. You're just a spoiled brat who throws tantrums when he doesn't get his way."

He leaned in closer, until their faces were mere inches apart. "You think you're better than me? Please. At least I have the decency to not walk around the tower like a cheap whore."

Stephen's free hand came up to cup Tony's chin, forcing the brunette to meet his scorching gaze. "Face it, Stark. You're nothing but a cheap thrill, a fleeting indulgence."

Tony's eyes flashed with indignation at Stephen's crude insult, but before he could retort, the taller man abruptly released him and stepped back. Tony stumbled slightly, catching himself against the desk.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Strange?" he demanded, straightening up and trying to regain some semblance of dignity despite his rumpled outfit. "First you're all over me, then you're calling me a slut... Make up your damn mind!"

Tony crossed his arms, his brow furrowing as he studied Stephen warily. There was an undercurrent to the sorcerer's behavior that he couldn't quite decipher - a strange blend of disgust and something else, something almost... possessive?

"But hey, maybe I like being a bimbo," Tony scoffed as he turned on his heel and walked out of the bedroom.

Stephen watched Tony storm out, a conflicted mix of emotions churning within him. Part of him wanted to follow, to drag the impudent little minx back and finish what they'd started. But another, quieter part of him recoiled from the very idea, horrified by the dark desires stirring within him.

He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, trying to make sense of it all. Why was he so drawn to Tony, despite everything? The man was a walking contradiction - brash and bold one moment, vulnerable and needy the next. It was infuriating, and yet...

Stephen shook his head, dispelling the thoughts. He needed to focus on more important matters, like preparing for the upcoming battle. He couldn't afford distractions, especially not ones as dangerous as Tony Stark.

!!

Two weeks had passed since that encounter in Stephen's bedroom, and from that day on, he chose to live back at the sanctum instead at the avengers tower.

But everytime Stephen would visit, Tony would make sure Stephen knew Tony got fucked by another avenger or just someone random, and everytime, it pissed Stephen off.

Stephen gritted his teeth as he walked into the Avengers Tower, the sounds of raucous laughter and clinking glasses assaulting his senses. He spotted Tony lounging on the couch, a glass of champagne in hand, chatting animatedly with several other team members.

Stephen's gaze narrowed as he noticed the way Tony kept leaning in close to Thor, the god's hand resting casually on the smaller man's waist. He felt a surge of irrational jealousy, his heart pounding in his chest.

Stephen glared at the sight, his hands curling into fists at his sides.

Before he could reconsider, he strode over to where Tony sat, his presence commanding attention. "Stark, a word," he said curtly, his voice low and edged with warning. Tony looked up at Stephen, a sly grin spreading across his face as he took in the sorcerer's thunderous expression. He raised his glass in mock salute. "Oh, look who decided to join the party," Tony drawled, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Thor chuckled, patting Tony's waist. "Ah, Strange! Always such a stickler for propriety, aren't you?" The Asgardian god grinned at Stephen, clearly amused by the tension between them.

Ignoring Thor's teasing, Stephen fixed his glare solely on Tony. "Not here, Stark. Now."

His command brooked no argument, and Tony rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Fine, fine. Lead the way, bossy pants."

Stephen led Tony away from the prying eyes and ears of the other Avengers, down a long corridor and into a private study. He closed the door firmly behind them, turning to face the smaller man.

"Explain yourself," Stephen demanded, his voice still low but laced with a hint of danger. "What's going on with you and Thor?"

Tony shrugged nonchalantly, sipping his champagne. "Just having a bit of fun, Doc. No biggie."

Stephen's eyes narrowed. "Is that what you call it? Because from where I stand, it looks an awful lot like you're throwing yourself at anyone with a pulse and a cock."

Tony's smirk faltered for a moment before he recovered, laughing lightly. "Wow, harsh much? I thought you didn’t care about who fucked me.”

Stephen's jaw clenched and before he knew it, he had Tony pressed to a wall, and hiked the brunette up to where his legs wrapped around Stephen's waist.

“I do care. Fuck. I care so much, I can’t stand to know that other men have fucked you. Been inside you, made you scream their name. I hate it.” Stephen growled against Tony’s lips.

Tony's eyes went wide as Stephen pinned him to the wall, his body flush against the sorcerer's. The sudden intensity of the situation stole his breath, rendering him momentarily speechless.

As the implications sank in, a thrill raced through Tony's veins. He'd never seen this side of Stephen before - raw, untamed, and utterly consumed by jealousy. It was intoxicating, and Tony found himself responding in kind, his own desire flaring to life.

"I... I see," Tony managed to stammer, his voice husky with arousal. "So you want me all to yourself, huh? Don't want to share your little plaything with anyone else?”

Stephen's breath hitched as he gazed into Tony's eyes, seeing the flicker of excitement there. His grip on the smaller man tightened, fingers digging into the supple flesh of Tony's thighs.

"Yes," he admitted gruffly, his voice roughened by need. "I don't want anyone else touching you, Stark. Not kissing you, not fucking you, not even looking at you."

Stephen claimed Tony's mouth in a fierce kiss, pouring all his pent-up longing and frustration into the passionate embrace. He ground his hips against Tony's, the evidence of his arousal pressing insistently against the other man's core.

When they finally broke for air, both were panting heavily, chests heaving against each other. "Tell me you want this too," Stephen rasped, his eyes burning with desperation. "Tell me you don't want anyone else but me."

“If I do tell you, how are you going to treat me,” Tony whispered against Stephen’s lips, even though Tony wouldn’t admit it, he wanted Stephen to be gentle, slow, easy with him. But he could only hope.

Stephen's hold on Tony softened, his fingers gentling their grip as he searched the other man's face. "If you tell me you want me, I'll be gentle," he promised, his voice dropping to a soothing murmur. "I'll take my time, make sure every touch, every kiss, every thrust drives you wild with pleasure."

With that, Stephen captured Tony's mouth once more, this time with a tenderness that belied the fierce passion simmering beneath the surface.

“Good..” Tony whispered against Stephen’s lips, “Then take me to the sanctum. To your bed. Make love to me.”

Stephen nodded, a soft smile playing on his lips as he opened and portal and carried Tony through and into the Sanctum. Once inside, he laid the smaller man gently on the large four-poster bed, crawling onto the mattress beside him.

Gazing down at Tony, Stephen's eyes roamed over the other man's features, drinking in every detail. "You're beautiful, you know that?" he murmured, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from Tony's forehead.

Tony blushed at the praise, a shy smile curving his lips. "Thanks, Stephen. You're not so bad yourself."

With that, Stephen leaned in, capturing Tony's mouth in a tender, exploratory kiss. His hands roamed over the other man's body, mapping every curve and contour with reverent touches.

He gently rubbed his cock against Tony’s ass, brushing his fingertips against his thighs and trailing nips down Tony’s throat.

Tony gasped softly as Stephen's skilled fingers trailed along his skin, sending shivers of delight coursing through him. He arched into the touch, craving more of the sorcerer's gentle caresses. Flicking his wrists so both men were naked.

As Stephen's hard length slid against his entrance, Tony let out a low moan, his hips instinctively rocking back to meet the pressure. "Please, Stephen," he breathed, his voice thick with need. "I want you inside me.”

Stephen's eyes locked onto Tony's, blazing with a deep, primal hunger. He nodded, with a flick of his wrists, Tony’s hole was stretched and coated in lube. With a swift, smooth motion, he sheathed himself fully within the smaller man's welcoming heat.

The sensation was exquisite, Tony's tight walls gripping Stephen's cock like a velvet vise. Stephen groaned, burying his face in the crook of Tony's neck as he began to move, his thrusts slow and gentle.

Tony whimpered and clung to Stephen as the sorcerer slowly rocked into him, each deliberate stroke sending waves of pleasure rippling through his body. He tilted his head, offering his neck further access to Stephen's lips and tongue.

As Stephen continued to make love to him, Tony's hands roamed over the other man's back, tracing the contours of muscle and bone.  He reveled in the feeling of being filled, of being owned by Stephen in the most intimate way possible.

"You feel incredible," Tony panted, his voice muffled against Stephen's skin. "So big and hard inside me..."

Stephen responded with a low, appreciative hum, his hips picking up speed as he lost himself in the rhythm of their joining. He lavished Tony's neck with kisses, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as he marked the smaller man as his own.

The sorcerer pulled out halfway, the slick head of his cock catching at Tony’s rim before he pushed back all the way in, drawing out a long moan from Tony.

Stephen pressed his lips back to Tony’s own, gently panting into the kiss as he pulled back a bit to gaze down at Tony’s blissed face.

“You- You know, I never thought gentle fucking could be this- ah— Nice,” Tony whispered through his moans.

Stephen chuckled lowly at Tony's admission, his chest rumbling against the smaller man's. "I'm glad you're enjoying it," he murmured, punctuating his words with a series of slow, deep thrusts that had Tony arching and whining in pleasure.

Stephen's hands slid down to cup Tony's ass, squeezing the firm globes as he picked up the pace slightly, driving into him with a steady, relentless rhythm.

Each stroke sent sparks of ecstasy shooting through Tony's veins, building the pressure coiling in his belly until it threatened to overflow.

"Stephen..." Tony gasped, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his climax. "I'm close... Please..."

Without breaking their intense eye contact, Stephen reached between their bodies, his fingers finding Tony's sensitive cock and applying just the right amount of pressure.

A strangled cry tore from Tony's throat as Stephen's skilled fingers worked his shaft, the added stimulation pushing him precariously close to the edge. His inner walls fluttered and clenched around the sorcerer's pistoning cock, urging him deeper, harder.

Stephen's eyes darkened with lust, his grip on Tony's ass tightening as he pounded into him with renewed vigor. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, mingling with their ragged breathing and Tony's desperate moans.

"You're mine, Tony," Stephen growled, his voice rough with possessiveness. "Only mine. Never forget that."

With those words, he drove into Tony one final time, grinding against his prostate as his own release surged forth.

Tony sobbed out Stephen's name as his orgasm crashed over him, his vision going white as wave after wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure ripped through him. His cock pulsed in Stephen's hand, spilling cum across their entwined stomachs.

As the aftershocks subsided, Tony collapsed back against the pillows, his chest heaving with exertion. He gazed up at Stephen, his eyes glazed with satisfaction and adoration.

"That was... incredible," Tony panted, reaching up to stroke Stephen's cheek. "You're amazing, Stephen…”

Stephen smiled, leaning down to capture Tony's lips in a tender, loving kiss. "You're the one who makes me feel whole, Tony," he murmured against his mouth. "Never doubt that."

He gently combed his fingers through Tony’s long hair that splayed across the pillows, just as Stephen was about to pull his cock free from Tony, the brunette stopped him.

“Stay inside me for a bit, okay?” Tony whispered as he kissed the side of Stephen’s nose bridge.

Stephen's heart swelled at Tony's request, his arms wrapping around the smaller man to hold him close. "Of course, baby," he murmured, nuzzling into Tony's hair. "I'll stay right here with you, nice and snug."

He settled into the cradle of Tony's hips, his softening cock still buried inside the warmth of Tony's body. Stephen savored the closeness. He slowly rolled on his back with Tony laying comfortably against his chest.

After a few moments of silence, Tony spoke through a dry chuckle, “Guess you were right, I am just a bimbo, huh?”

“No, Tony I was wrong. You aren’t a bimbo, I was just— I was upset. I didn’t like knowing other men were able to fuck you,” Stephen sighed against Tony’s hair, his fingers tracing over the hair where it was splashed across Tony’s back.

Tony lifted his head to look at Stephen, his expression soft and understanding. "Hey, I get it. It can be tough to share what's yours." He placed a gentle kiss on Stephen's jawline.

A fierce protectiveness flared in Stephen's chest at Tony's declaration. He tightened his embrace, pulling the smaller man even closer. "You're mine, Tony. Don't ever forget that."

“I know,” Tony replied with a small smile as he reached up to tuck a stray lock of grey hair behind Stephen's ear, his thumb brushing over the silver streaks. "And I promise, no matter what, I'll always come back to you. You're my home, Stephen."

Stephen smiled softly as he nodded and watched Tony drift off into a peaceful slumber, dragging his fingers through the brunettes hair, gently, Stephen pulled the strands back so his hair wasn’t in Tony’s face before Stephen too drifted to sleep with Tony in his arms.

[hainethehero]

This scene will always get me.

Because Natasha is thinking like a spy. She turns to kiss him, says: "PDA makes people very uncomfortable," trying to explain quickly to Steve that it'll keep them hidden from Rumlow.

And Steve, like the total meatball he is, goes: "yes it does🥺"

And then when she kisses him, her eyes remain opened for most of it while Steve's eyes flutter shut. And it's not that he's into it because he's crushing on Nat, but it's the fact that kissing does not come easily to him. He's hardly had practice and is super shy about doing anything remotely sexual in nature. It's one of his most endearing qualities.

And the way Nat cups his jaw and her thumb strokes his face, like he's totally a submissive kisser. He'd let Nat (or Bucky, or Tony, or Bruce, or Clint, or Thor etc...) take the lead and kiss him stupid. And even after the kiss, his eyes follow her like a little puppy, desperate for more while she turns around to walk down the escalator. Ugh, he's such a bottom.

P.S. his lips are literally so red and plush in CATWS like.... it's not even funny. I'd imagine even the villains are desperate to feel them.

[gunsandspaceships]

Proof that Tony Stark is a Sub

(Or at least a bottom) in the MCU.

Iron Man (2008):

Sex scene with Christine Everhart (0:09:00): Tony on his back, Christine is sitting on him, leading.

Deleted scene (supposed to be at 0:14:00) “Tony and Rhodey on Stark Jet” (1:25): a «flight attendant» blindfolds Tony before taking him to the bedroom.

Iron Man 2:

Alternate Opening (Deleted Scene – that moment is not on the Disney+ version of the opening, so check on YouTube): so Tony likes spanking, huh… That’s not the only “spanking” moment, read further.

The Avengers:

0:27:25 – Pepper is whispering something in Tony's ear, and we can tell by the look on Tony's face that she will do this to him in the bedroom after the job is done. If we check Gag Reel video for the movie in the first scene we can hear Tony commenting “Dirty, filthy. Fine, suits me” to Pepper’s promises.

Iron Man 3:

0:03:35 - Maya takes off glasses from Tony and pulls him by his scarf into a kiss.

1:18:50 - Tony is tied to a bed in Killian’s lab. Maya says “It’s just like old times, huh?”. Tony replies “Oh, yeah. With zip ties. It’s a ball.”

Avengers: Infinity War:

0:14:35 - Cloak of Levitation smacks Tony for leaning on the Cauldron of Cosmos. Tony turns around and looks at Strange and his hand, thinking that it was him. He replies with “I’m… going to allow that”.

[ririfor20]

This is so starker coded...i can't 🎀

[thoughtdaughterdisease]

okay, so i was thinking about what type of music each one of the avengers would play in the car/quinjet, so here are my thoughts !!

Tony:

Mostly AC/CD obviously, Led Zeppelin , Styx, some lynard skynard, mostly like 80s-90s rock, (or if you get lucky, some milli vanilli.)

Steve:

Yes, a lot of 40s music, feat. Taylor Swift, Marvin Gaye (thanks sam!), Queen, some of The Beetles stuff, maybe even some Bob Marley to be honest :)

Bucky:

As he said in FATWS, he likes 40s music. secretly likes certain Billie Eilish songs, ie; birds of a feather, skinny, the greatest. Would like Hozier, The White Stripes, and Sex On Fire by Kings of Leon. loves ed sheeran songs

would have the saddest relationship with Sailor Song (by Gigi Perez) EVER.

Bruce:

Definitely Classical Music. He definitely seems like the type of person to have the most chaotic self destructive relationship with Requiem by Mozart.

But, sometimes he'll definitely listen to The Beetles and Queen, (probably had a secret addiction to *NSYNC or the Backstreet Boys.) Would lowkey vibe to MARINA and Mother Mother if had the chance.

Clint:

I feel like Clint doesn't listen to a lot of music because he needs all his senses and combined with his hearing problems, it's never really been confident. However, i think if he did listen to music it would be like, Counting Crows, Coldplay, Imagine Dragons, etc.

Sam:

This man has two sides and you cannot convince me otherwise.

1. Hip Hop, or just a range of shitty rap to good rap. so 50 cent, eminem, Dr. Dre, P-Diddy 😨, Ludicrious, Kendrick Lamar, Kanye, Travis Scott, XXTENTENTIONXX. i feel like he would've made his dislike for drake very clear from the moment he got famous

2. Marvin Gaye. Jazz. Blues. The whole shebang, all of it, the slow rock, and let's not forget; Michael Jackson.

Natasha:

Again, Like Clint, i don't think she'd really like having the vulnerability of when you're listening to music but, she does like when Tony puts on his music in the Quinjet. I also feel like she'd like The White Girl Music. She genuinely Believes there's nothing better to rock out to than Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.

Has a hidden Apprieciation for songs like Dance Of The Sugar Plum Fairy, because of how much she loves to dance to them. (this also applies to movies like black swan, etc.)

Thor:

He just so in love with Disney Movies that he Unironically listens to the soundtracks when someone else shows him how. It's really the only music he willingly listens to on earth. On Asgard however, I think he'd like the musicians there but he's never paid much attention to them.

Loki:

If he found out how to use spotify, his liked songs would be filled with Classical Music, Instrumental Covers of Pop Songs that he doesn't know, some Adele songs, Partition and Haunted by Beyoncé, Some MISSIO songs, Fall Out Boy, Teen Idle by MARINA, Lords, Michael Buble, Sex with a Ghost by Teddy Hyde, Artic Monkeys, PHOEBE BRIDGERS FOR SUREEE.

he is the embodiment of BLUE by Billie Eilish and nobody can convince me otherwise.

HAMILTON, HE WOULD LOVE HAMILTON.

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i have a really unhealthy obsession with 2012 Avengers.

[dragonstar2568]

Ok I love love love short Peter Parker buuuut just picture starker standing next to each other and Peters in heels and Tony’s never really noticed how tall Peter is in heels and he’s just like… wow beautiful and is 100% turned on by this realization. Top short king tony stark ! Tall bottom peter ! let’s just say they didn’t make it to the gala…