𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗

Ch.19

📍Avengers Compound
Valencia Onyx (1st Person POV)
8:00pm

My smile drops when I realize I'm not alone. I make out the silhouette of the last person I want to see right now. Tony Stark himself. He's lounging on the living room sofa with a bottle of beer. The room is dark, no lights on, just the moon shining in.

He's sort of slumped over, so I hope and pray that he's asleep. I try to shut and lock the door quietly. I turn the volume on the alarm system down so that it's usual "System Armed." won't be as loud.

I try to lightly tip toe past Tony.

"Val. Wait." I hear his voice.

Shit.

Just from that, I can tell he's been drinking a lot. His slurred words tell all truths. I attempt to keep walking, but Tony completely sits himself up.

"No, wait. Val, we gotta talk." He says, trying his best to sound sober.

"I don't want to talk you." I say sternly.

"You know we need to. We'll have to eventually."

I don't want to admit it, but he's right. Though his acts were disgusting, he's still an avenger and will always be an avenger. I can't avoid him for my whole life.

"Come sit." He invites me.

"I'm okay."

"Please, just sit." He insists.

I sit a ways away from him. A few feet. I don't wanna be near him.

"I know there's nothing I can do to fix this."

"You got that right." I assure him.

"But. I wanna say what I have to say anyway. I know I messed up. I screwed up bad, and you have every reason to be mad at me. I was selfish and greedy and I'm sorry." He confesses.

There's a pause. I don't know what he expects, but if it's forgiveness, he can forget it.

"Uh," he clears his throat. "Tonight, I wanted to talk to you about...us." He says.

"Us?"

"Our relationship."

"Um, okay."

He takes a deep breath. "Before all of this, we were happy-"

"Happy?" I cut him off. "We were toxic."

"We were making it work."

"We were a secret!" I raise my voice.

"A beautiful secret, Val. Come on, you can't tell me you didn't feel that. When we were together, something happened-"

"I'm not listening to this." I get up to leave.
I hear him jump off of the couch and run behind me. He grabs my arm.

"Please listen." He looks into my eyes.

Snap out of it snap out of it.

"Val, you know what I'm talking about. When we were together, sparks flew. And yes, it was wrong. And maybe I shouldn't be doing this but...I can't ignore it. The feeling didn't just go away."

"The feeling went away for me when you left me to die." I say coldly.

"I said sorry."

"Sorry doesn't cut it."

He lets out a sigh. "Val, I want us. We could still work."

Is he serious?

"You know, Pepper was right." I start.

"What?"

"I remember in the beginning, when she was suspicious of you and thought you were doing things you shouldn't have been. This was before we even were a thing. She never knew of a specific person, but she thought you were being disloyal. I should've listened to her. She knew you were a liar and a bad man from the start. She was right." I say, staring into his eyes.

I can physically see the emotion change in his eyes. He goes from heartfelt, to rage.

Shit.

His hand grabs my throat and forcefully pushes me back until I hit the wall.

"The fuck?" I choke out, still being pushed.

"Watch your fucking mouth." He growls into my ear.

"I have no respect for you anymore." I snarl back.

He slaps me roughly and gets in my face. "Just like old times."

"You're drunk."

"So what?" He excuses. "You want this, right?"

Listen. I know what you're thinking. I know you're thinking I'm stupid and absolutely brainless to take this man back after the horrible things he did. But you have to understand what I've been through.

When I was with Tony, I felt on top of the world. He wasn't lying about that part. I had been in a cave pissing in a bucket for the last week. And what's happening now, it's bringing those feelings that I used to have for him back.

This sounds like a shitty excuse for wanting to hook up with him, and maybe it is. But I've felt so completely out of control of my life recently. Like nothing I do has any affect and I've just been a passenger in my own body. But with him, I don't feel that way. With Tony I feel like I can be me. I feel like he gets it, he's seen the ugly sides. So excuse the hell out of me if I want to take control of my life again.

I nod.

"Words."

"I want it. I want you." I gasp, his grip still on my neck.

Tony smiles and I can smell the alcohol in his breath. It shouldn't be turning me on how it is. Tony rips off my loose white tank top and starts touching my tits. He thumbs one nipple while attaching his mouth to the other. I miss this feeling.

"Fuck, Tony." I run my hands through his hair and look down at him.

He comes back up and roughly kisses me while unbuttoning his jeans. I help him get his belt off and kneel in front of him.

He makes a ponytail with my hair and immediately shoved his cock down my throat. He goes at it relentlessly, rarely giving me time to breathe.

He pulls out of my throat and grabs my hair again. He pulls me by my hair to the couch which he throws me down on.

He tells me to get on my hands and knees and I do as he says. He aligns himself behind me and shoved into my entrance. I let out a loud moan. We're home alone, who's gonna check us?

He mercilessly rams into me, pulling my hair. I love the feeling. The pure joy I get from being with him is honestly shameful.

After he's done with me in this position, he pulls out.

"On top."

"Hm?"

"Ride me." He growls, getting under me.

I pause. He knows I never do that. I hate riding therefore I haven't really had practice. But before I knew it, we were already doing it.

I start off slow, trying to find a pace. Once I get the hang of it, I start going faster.

"Fuck!" He grunts as he slaps my ass.

At some point, he starts fucking up into me. I love it when he does that. He was holding my hips and pushing his into mine.

I can tell by his desperate thrusts that he's getting close, I had cum long ago. Before I know it, Tony's filling me up.

"Tony-" I say surprised. We had never done that part before.

"I told you Val. I want you."

The End.