Marvel Imagines pt. 5

Kids having kids ❤️‍🔥 Tony Stark

Song: Fkj - Ylang Ylang.

Imagine; Tony and you have three kids, your eldest, Morgan, is pregnant, Tony freaks out, you get mad at Tony.

Warnings: borderline smut, like suggestive stuff, teen pregnancy, angst, fluff.

I haven't idea but this just was stuck in my head so here you go! Mentions of child loss?

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Your eyes flutter open, you stretch your back a little before rolling over in the large bed. You smile when you see Tony still dead asleep.

His mouth hung open a little as soft snores escape. You chuckle a little as you shuffle closer. You cup his cheek and rub your thumb over it.

This is the most peaceful morning you've had in a while. With your eldest child, Morgan, being a heavy sleeper and a long sleeper, she won't wake you. Your other kids, the twins are at a sleepover, so with nobody to disturb you, you're up to no good.

'Morning already?' Tony's groggy voice reaches your ears. 'Yup...' you chuckle once you feel his arm snake around your waist, effectively pulling you in closer.

'What's with the smirk honey?' He asks amused. You peck him on the lips. 'Twins are at a sleepover, Morgan won't wake up until noon and of course our eldest doesn't live at home anymore... which means...'

You run your hands over his naked chest and right over his scar. He shudders as you repeat the action multiple times. 'Honey...' he rasps.

You hum as you push closer to him. Your lips attach to his cheek, then go lower to his neck and over his adamsapple. You move your leg up and over him so you're straddling him.

'Tones, we have three kids, we finally have an opportunity to spend some quality time in the morning like we used to... call me nostalgic but I don't want to waste it...' you mutter against his neck.

His hands roam your body lovingly. Squeezing and rubbing all over you. 'After all these years...and you still make me go crazy...' Tony huffs.

'Well, you age like a Bordeaux... I wouldn't be so surprised...' you chuckle. You press your lips against his again.

'Have I told you how much I love you?' He mutters against your lips.

'All the time...trust me I know... I love you too....'

There's a knock on the door and you sigh. 'I love the kids..I love the kids...' you roll off of Tony and cover yourself with the sheet right in time before the door opens.

'Mom? Dad? Are you awake yet?' Morgan asks softly.

'Yes baby we're awake... what's going on?'

Tony glances at you and his heart melts, even though he's very frustrated right now and you as well, you'll still drop everything for your kids.

'I uh, need to talk to you both...it's uh.. it's pretty serious... If you could get dressed and meet me in the kitchen then I can tell you...'

'Oh, okay baby we will be right there...' your brow furrows at her stressed state. She is rarely stressed, in public. She got that from her father. Even at home she rarely shows that she is stressed. The door closes and you hurry to get out of bed.

'Seems serious... I've never seen her this stressed around us before...'

'I'm sure it's fine, maybe she got into some trouble or something...' Tony waves it off, but your mother instinct is tingling.

You walk towards the kitchen where you find your daughter sitting at the kitchen island with her head in her hands. She's trembling and you have to hold back from hugging her.