What If Tony Stark Was The Villain

Part 13 - On The Floor

"Are you here to postpone this even further or are you actually staying this time?" Tony asks with a bright smirk on his face just when Natasha appears in his mansion once again the following night.

"If you keep going with that irony I might as well leave" she replies, smirking back.

"I can keep going with something else, I'm just doing small talk" he smiles and offers her a drink as they both stand still.

"Thanks but I'm not drinking tonight" she refuses his offer.

"Are you trying to make me look bad?" he chuckles.

"No, I don't think you need any help with that" she nods to the empty glasses of alcohol he has around the messy living room.

"You know what, Nat? That's enough small talk" he raises the glass that was supposed to go to her in the air and with a few long sips he downs it all at once.

Natasha raises her eyebrows, being impressed by how easily Tony can down that whole drink like it's a simple shot. Tony then shakes his head quickly to the intense flavor and loudly puts the glass down, on top of a random piece of furniture near them.

The next thing that follows is completely mechanical. None of them spent a single second more than needed to take the decision to lean into the other. But it's not a simple, sweet kind of kiss. No. It's an aggressive and passionate one.

Tony's body pushes Natasha's back with his strength until she hits a wall and he presses harder against her. She lifts her one leg and wraps it around his waist as he doesn't waste the opportunity to grab her by the back of her thigh strongly.

"You're driving me crazy, Romanoff" he groans deeply at the same time that his semi hard arousal grinds against her body.

"Get to work, Stark" she exhales deeply.

He smirks and quickly pulls her shirt over her head. Natasha passionately pulls him into her by the back of his head to kiss him. They can't get enough of each other, their lust is off the charts.

Tony brings his head lower and kisses his way from her neck to her cleavage before hiding his face in between her breasts. He sucks and bites all over them, having the time of his life.

He unclasps her bra and throws it on the floor with a move. The desire in his eyes is more than obvious. And even if it wasn't, his devilish smirk would show off everything.

"F*cking perfect" he moans and kneels slowly in front of her body.

Her body arches as she slowly gets more and more undressed in front of him. Once he pulls her panties down and she's completely naked, Tony licks his lips and approaches her carefully.

He feels her whole slit with his tongue and grabs her a$s with both of his hands. He moves his tongue slowly and with all his focus over her clit once he finds it. He didn't even stress over it, it was the easiest thing for him to do.

"F*ck" she moans and rolls her eyes backwards.

He gets faster on her but never loses his aim. He's making Natasha feel all kind of shivers and intense feelings all around her body. Her legs tighten and start shaking, only to give Tony all the confidence he needs to take it a step further.

He can't speak but he can add more pressure with his tongue. His perfectly styled goatee is scratching her most sensitive area amazingly. The way his tongue flicks and turns on her is enough to make anyone spasm uncontrollably. And that's what Natasha's doing.

"Starkkk" she yells and feels her heartbeat rising as high as it has ever been.

He grips her harder and gives her his all. His technique is unmatchable, she's never felt anything close to that. He sees this as the best opportunity to move the fingers of his one hand closer to her hole. Natasha is surprised but she can't say she didn't expect this from him.