𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

Marks to prove you're mine "!"

a gasp leaves your lips as you look in the mirror. marks ranging from red to purple cover your neck, trailing down your chest and on your breasts.

tony comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he presses his face into your neck, placing kisses onto the soft skin.

"tony! i can't go to work looking like this!" you say, causing him to pull his face out of your neck, just now noticing the marks. his eyes slightly widen before he smirks.

"just put your hair down, it's not that noticeable." he shrugs.

you roll your eyes, pulling your hair out of its ponytail as you attempt to cover up the marks. it's useless, the marks are everywhere, far too dark to even attempt at covering up with makeup.

you turn to tony and give him a death glare as he just smiles at you. he steps closer to admire his work, fingers ghosting over the mark that lies in the middle of your neck.

"i won't apologize for marking you up, everyone should know you're taken," he says, wrapping his hand around your neck.

you instantly turn into putty under his touch. big doe eyes staring up at him as arousal starts to pool in your panties. he had to gather himself before he ripped your clothes off right then and there.

"and, while we're at it. quit your job. you know I'm more than capable of taking care of you and i'll be able to mark you up as much as i want."