𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

take control !

you were laying on the couch when you heard the front door open and quickly slam shut. keys being thrown on the dinning table as tony walked into the house. you could already tell today didn't go well.

he walked up to the bar in the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of bourbon and took a long swig straight from the bottle. he didn't flinch as the whiskey burned down his throat.

you gently made your way over, not wanting to startle him.

"is everything okay?" you asked, sitting on one of the bar stools beside him.

he let out a deep sigh, running his hand over his face.

"nothing to worry your pretty little head, amore mio." he said, grabbing the back of your head so he could place a kiss on your forehead.

you could see how tense he was, red eyes telling you he was stressed. an idea came to mind, you knew the perfect way to help him relax.

your hands on his waist brought his attention back to your face. "can i do something for you?" you asked, giving him your best doe eyes, knowing he could never resist them.

he raised his brow at your question.

"meet me upstairs in 5 minutes." you quickly blurted out, giving him a peck on the lips before jumping off the stool and running up the stairs to your shared bedroom.

you shut the door behind you as you walk in, grabbing a few candles and spreading them around the room. the warm smell of vanilla filled the space. grabbing all the pillow you set them up against the headboard in a u-shape, and quickly stripped out of your clothes and threw on one of your silk robes.

a soft knock at the door let you know time was up. tony walked in and looked around, eyes lingering on you.

you smiled at him and extended your hand for him to grab and pulled him close to you.

"what are you up to?" he asked.

"i want to help you relax." you said, placing a kiss on his neck, he leaned to the side to give you more access, smirking against his neck at the motion.

you continue to place kisses as you undo his tie, tossing it on the floor. unbutton his dress shirt, your hands roam his bare chest when you let it fall to the floor.

he grabs your face when you reach his pants, kissing you deeply as you pop the button, undoing the zipper so they drop to floor. tony impatience gets the best of him as he pulls down his boxers and kicks them off.

he puts his hands on your waist and starts forcing you to walk backwards. you almost forget what your were originally planning on doing until your feel the edge of the bed against the back of your legs.

"i want to take care of you today." you whisper as you pull away.

you can see a flash of confusion on his face. whenever he comes home like this from work, you let him have his way with you, give him back the control he lost at work.

it's almost like he doesn't know what to say.

"do you trust me?" you ask, rubbing your thumbs against his biceps.

he doesn't hesitate to nod. "of course i do."

"if you don't like what i'm doing, i'll stop and we can just go back to what we normal do, okay?" you say, watching him nod.

you place another kiss on his lips and undo your robe. he doesn't make his wander eyes subtle, he makes sure you know he's staring at your naked body.

you climb onto the bed, placing your back against the pillows you set up.

"sit in between my legs, baby." you say as you spread your legs, wet cunt on full display.

he's almost hypnotised as he crawls towards you, turning around and place his back against your bare chest. you place kisses on his neck as you run your nails up his arms, doing the same to his thighs when you feel him relax against you.

you bring your hand up to your mouth and spit on it, coating his tip in your spit. your movements are slow, you don't want to rush anything, just wanting him to feel everything.

his breathing gets heavy as you continue to work his tip, precum leaking and running down his shaft. you make your way down longer, stroking more of him until your reach his balls.

he's already turned into putty, his hands gripping your thighs in an attempt and trying to control himself.

"does that feel good?" you ask against his ear. he just nods. "i need to hear you say it." you say sternly, with the same tone he uses on you in moment like this.

"yes, feels amazing, baby." he whispers back.

"good boy." you whisper. he moans at your praise, thigh muscles tensing as you continue to stroke him.

you reach down and massage his balls in his hand, you can feel how full they are. he jerks forward when you tighten your hold on his shaft. whisper a "fuck" under his breath.

his hands now hover over your hand, almost like he wants to guide your movements.

"go ahead," you say, "show me how you touch yourself."

he places his hand over yours and squeezes some more, moving your hands up and down, lingering a bit on his tip before repeating the movements.

you decide to use both hands now, not bothering to spit on your other hand, his precum was enough lubricante.

he lets out a loud moan and moves his hand back to your thigh. you can see his toes curling, stomach tensing as you speed up your movements, focusing on hand solely on his tip.

having him like this has you so incredibly wet, you never thought you'd see your big and bad mob boss in this position. sat between your legs as you pleasure him.

the candle lit room was filled with his grunts and moans, the thin layer of sweat that coated his body made him glow. he was beautiful, this was a sight you'd never forget.

"i'm so close." he said in a broken whisper. "please don't stop."

the way he spoke made you speed up your movements, just wanting to give him the release he desperately needed.

you turn to look at him only to find him already staring at you. he leans forward and kisses you, it's mainly just tony moaning against your lips since he just couldn't control himself anymore.

you suddenly feel his hot release start to run down your hands, spurting out to coat his stomach as well. he throws his head back against your shoulder, body going limp as your stroke him, wanting to milk his cock. you only stop when he starts to jerk in over stimulation.

"look at the mess you made." you say, bringing your hand up to your mouth to taste him. he's quick to kiss you, tasting himself on your tongue.

you break the kiss and reach over to your night stand to grab the towel you had left. gently clean him up, he hisses when you reach his cock, clearly still very sensitive.

kissing him once more, you go to pull away, but tony quickly grabs your arm.

"where are you going?" he asks with a mischievous tone.

"i'm gonna run you a bath, i'll be right back." you say, expecting him to let you go. but he doesn't, he just pulls you right back into the bed.

he places his hands on your thighs and flips over so he's now laying on his stomach between your legs.

"i could damn near feel this cunt throbbing just now. let me repay you the favor."