4. Undercover (Tony Stark)

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MCU

Smut!

~Y/N's POV~

I never thought I'd ever join the Avengers when I applied for a job at SHIELD. I thought I'd just stay in a low rank, a simple agent, but then Fury called me and said my talents were too good to be wasted, so he got me into the Avengers. At first they were hesitant, thinking I'd be nothing special, but I proved them wrong. 

My favorite weapon to fight with always has been daggers. I always kept one hidden in my sleeve, in my belt and by my ankle in case of emergency. Now you're thinking 'why three?', well that's simple. Guards will always find your first and your second, a third one they don't expect, so they mostly stop after two.

Tony and I got applied for an undercover mission to get some HYDRA information. There was a party, organised by a member of them in an old facility. While Tony used his famous identity to distract guests, I'd sneak inside the facility and get the intel. Nat and Steve would keep an eye on us from a distance. I'd still wear a dress, so no one would be suspicious why I was there. Surprise, surprise: I hate dresses. And heels. Especially to fight with.

I was in the bathroom trying to find a way to make the dress easier to fight with infront of the mirror when Tony came in behind me.

"Hey, Y/N─", when he saw me struggle he chuckled. "I upgraded it with some nano-tech, I know how much you hate dresses and heels. Wait, let me just..."

He pressed a hidden button on the strap of my dress and it transformed into a black outfit, easier to fight with. The heels were transformed into some comfortable running shoes.

"You're awesome, Stark."

He smirked. "I know", he said as he pressed the button again, so I was in the dress and heels again. His hands were on my waist as he looked at my reflection in the mirror. "You look beautiful in a dress, darling."

I roll my eyes, used to his flirting, yet I secretly like it. "Yeah, well, I don't care, I hate dresses. And because it doesn't have long sleeves I can't hide my dagger!"

"I thought of that too." He gave me a bracelet and pushed a button there too. "Tadaah, a dagger."

"You really are amazing..."

"As I said, I know."

"I really should stop saying that, shouldn't I? It's just boosting your ego..."

He chuckled again. "No, please keep saying it, it sounds good."

"You done, love birds? We gotta go!" Nat's voice calls from outside. She and Steve have another room, but they just love being in ours.

"Shut it, Red!" Tony shouts back. "Let's go." He removes his hands reluctantly from my waist. 

I smile and walk out behind Tony. 

"Okay, let's go over the plan one last time─" Nat begins, but Tony interrupts her.

"I get Y/N in by using my brilliant self, so she can get the HYDRA intel, while you and Capsicle keep an eye on us from that building nearby. We've gone over it for 20 times for the past week, Romanoff, I think we know it."

Natasha shrugs. "Alright, but if it fails I'm blaming you."

I roll my eyes. "Let's just go, alright? The sooner I get out of this stupid outfit, the better."

The plan had gone perfect, so no one had to be blamed. We got the intel and got out safely. Nat got Steve to go to a bar with her, while I decided to go to our room to get out of the dress. Tony decided to accompany me, which made Nat smirk and wink at me.

"Of all people I never thought you'd be the one who'd turn down alcohol", I tell him as we reach our room. I open the door and walk inside. He follows me. I kick my heels off and sigh in relief when I feel the soft floor.

"It's more fun with you than with the assasin and the old man."

"Don't make Steve hear you!"

"I know when to keep my mouth shut, darling."

"You sure it's for the fun, though? Aren't you a little bit hoping for something?"

"Like what?"

"Maybe... It has to do with the fact you've been staring at me all night...?" Something makes me bolder tonight than usual. Maybe that one tequila shot after I returned with the intel?

He smirks as he walks closer, backing me up against the wall. "Maybe... Or maybe you are hoping for something?" he whispers as he presses his hands next to my head, making it impossible for me to escape.

"What makes you think that?" I ask. I know I'm flustered, that my face is a shade of red.

"It's just a guess... But I'm sure my finger would come out dripping wet if I just slid it against your pussy, right now..." he whispers in my ear. One of his hands slide down my side, gripping my ass.

My mouth is dry and I don't seem to be able to form words. He's speaking the truth, and he knows it.

"Why don't I find out, hm?" His hand quickly finds the zipper of my dress and slides it off, leaving me only in my underwear. He unclasps my bra and stares at my breasts like they are some precious treasure. "Fucking beautiful..." he whispers as he grabs my hips and leads me to the bed, placing me down on the side. 

He makes quick work of his own suit, leaving himself only in his boxer. He kneels between my spreaded legs and almost rips the panties off. He starts by barely grazing my clit, while he keeps that stupid smirk I fell in love with on his face. I groan and buck my hips for just a friction of more pressure.

His smirk only grows. "Eager, are we?"

"Just touch me, Sta─" I get interrupted by a moan when he slides two fingers inside of me, curling them, hitting my G-spot perfectly.

"What did you say, honey?" he says, as he starts moving the fingers more, stretching me.

"Fuck, Tony", I moan out. He smirks up at me as his thumb moves against my clit. "I'm going to come... Fuck..."

"Do it, come for me, baby..." He applies more pressure to my clit, tipping me over the edge.

He grabs my hips and places me fully on the bed. He takes his time taking his boxer off and when he finally does he just stares at me, grinning. "So fucking beautiful..."

"Just fuck me, Stark", I hiss.

He shrugs. "Just stating facts."

When he sees my annoyed expression he chuckles. "Fine..." He grabs my hips and alignes himself with my entrance. He slowly sinks in me, letting me take each inch. "So tight... So perfect..."

A soft moan escapes my lips when his full length is inside me. I've never felt so full. After getting used to his size, I nod, giving Tony permission to move.

He pulls back and trusts back in, a bit faster than earlier, making louder moans escape my lips. 

"Look at you, taking me like a good girl", he whispers against my neck, soft pants escaping both me and him as he keeps trusting, faster with the minute.

"Tony, I'm gonna...", he interrupts me by letting me moan when he trusts again, "I'm gonna come..."

"Come...", he whispers.

Only his words are enough to tip me over the edge for the second time that night. I can feel his cock twitch inside me, indicating he's close too.

"Can I... Fuck. Can I come inside you?"

I nod and a few seconds later he does. He pulls out and lies down beside me, wrapping his arms around me and nuzzling my neck. "You okay?"

"Yeah... Just wondering why we've never done that earlier..."

He chuckles. "True... We should've done that way earlier."

Yay! Finally some smut for y'all!

The reason you all chose to read the book, am I right? I have the same problem. (We need therapy)

Please let me know if I have made mistakes and if you liked it!

Thx!

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