Tony Stark x Reader Smut

Tony x Reader Smut

Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, unprotected sex

It wasn't often Tony found himself sleeping completely through the night, dark memories and even darker dreams keeping him awake. But sometimes he did. Sometimes he found himself sleeping peacefully with you wrapped in his arms where you belonged. Those were the mornings he loved. They were soft and slow, full of love and what healed Tony.

Tony brushed your hair back from your face before he slipped his hand to the back of your head, pulling you closer so he could press his lips against yours.

You slowly rolled your hips against his, moaning softly against his lips as Tony brushed his fingers over your skin.

"Tell me you love me, beautiful." Tony whispered.

"You know I do," You whispered, kissing his lips again.

Tony shook his head, "Say it. Say you love me."

You smiled, "I love you, Tony."

Tony let out a low growl before he flipped you over onto your back. He crashed his lips against yours as he hiked your right leg over his hip. "Fuck," He smiled, dropping his head against the crook of your neck. "S'good." He kissed your neck as he slowly fucked you. "Perfect."

"Oh, God, Tony," You moaned softly as you dug your nails into Tony's back.

Tony let out a deep groan, driving his hips deeper into you. "Fuck, baby," He crashed his lips against yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth.

You rolled your hips against Tony's, pulling him closer as your peak neared.

"Fuck." Tony smiled, pressing his forehead against yours. "That's it baby," He reached down between your bodies and pressed his fingers against your sensitive bud.

Your eyes rolled back as you let out a deep moan as Tony fucked you through your orgasm, your pussy squeezing around Tony's cock. Tony let out a deep groan as he came, painting your walls with his cum.

"G'mornin, Mrs Stark." Tony chuckled softly, pressing a light kiss to your shoulder then your neck making you smile.

"Good morning, Mr Stark." You let out a soft giggle, pushing Tony back. "Don't you have a meeting to get to?" You asked.

Tony shook his head as he dropped his head back and carried on kissing you.

"Mr Stark," F.R.I.D.A.Y, spoke before Tony could get too carried away, making him let out a frustrated groan.

"Yes, F.R.I.D.A.Y?"

"You're fifteen minutes late to your meet--"

"He's coming, F.R.I.D.A.Y." You laughed, pushing Tony back from you before slipping out of bed. "Dress, now." You sent him a playful smile over your shoulder "Or, join me in the shower and make it a nice even hour your late to the meeting."

Tony's grin stretched before he through the covers back. "F.R.I.D.A.Y, tell them I'm going to be late to my next meeting."