More Than A Hero

It's Good To Be Sober (Tony X Male)

"Would you not drink for just one night, Stark?" You begged, yanking the bottle from your best friend. He looked at you, sighing. "No. Why would I do that?"

"Give that poor liver of yours a break, man." Tony yanked the bottle back. "Eh. I'll replace it if I need to," he said as he took a sip. "No you won't. FRIDAY, set the lock." Your friend set the bottle down as a locking noise echoed through the room. He was glaring at you. "Did you just lock me out of my alcohol cabinet?"

"Maybe. What ya gonna do 'bout it, huh?" You challenged. "Five... four... three..." You ran towards the door and tried to open it, but heard it lock instead. "Manual override is cheating!" Tony's shadow covered you, and you turned around to look at him. He was grinning evilly as he put one hand on either side of you, effectively trapping you in place.

"Well, maybe you should think about that next time you take my drinks away," he whispered in your ear. The tone of his voice made you turn bright red; it took all your self control not to pull his face against your own. Tony put his face in front of yours, so close his hairs brushed your forehead. "Tony-"

Your E/C eyes shot open as his chapped lips pressed against yours. He pulled away right as you started to kiss back. "Oh, no. You don't get to enjoy this. You took my whiskey away, Y/N."

"If I apologize will you do it again?" You whispered, leaning forward to try and kiss him. "No. But I might if you shut up," he said, leaning back. It was all he had to say. Your mouth was closed before he finished. Smirking, Tony pressed a soft kiss to your lips, then moved to your neck. All your strength went to making sure your knees didn't buckle, but that failed when he nibbled your sweet spot. Three things happened then; first, he caught you at the waist, second, you whimpered needily, and third, you heard a husky whisper.

"Maybe I will stay sober tonight."