Outlandish and Fantastic (Tony Stark Love Story)

The Kill

I've never killed a person before, not until today. When I saw that man shooting at Bruce, green or not, I lost it. He's my best friend. I electrocuted him until his guts went flying. Even though the plane ride back to what Fury called the tower was silent and no one said anything to me, I felt like a monster. Natasha calmed Bruce easily, I found that very strange.

"We're here." Fury muttered quietly.

He normally would've yelled, given us a command. Anything. Yet everyone was so thrown off by me. My powers.

"I think it's safe to say that we'll take this to analysis, find a place to strike. In the mean time you all can return to your quarters, get some rest. We'll continue on in the morning." Continuing the mission was the last thing I wanted to do. However, I told Fury I'd help them. I was a part of their team and there was no going back.

Tony and I shared a room here, he insisted I not sleep alone tonight. The conversation was unpleasant.

"They're upset with you." He says to me, removing his shirt and readying himself for a shower.

"I know." My voice was shaken and dull.

As if I didn't feel terrible enough.

"You're staying with me for the night. I know the feeling you're going through. Its painful. I don't want you to be alone."

This was something I never knew about Tony. I knew almost everything, but never knew he had a dark side. Never knew he had too killed someone. In fact, he had killed multiple men at once, threatening women and children with guns. He opened up to me about everything. About being kidnapped, about being imprisoned. Things he never shared with me.

He didn't share them because they'd make him vulnerable. He didn't share them because he had to look suave in front of me, and after all was said and done, he broke down.

"And now I lost Pepper." He wept silently in my shoulder and I couldn't help but feel awkward.

He did need Pepper, whether he liked it or not... As much as I hated to do this, I'm going to try and reason with her.

Tony grunted, clearing his throat, like he hadn't just been quietly sobbing.

"I'm going to go shower." He says, trailing off into our bathroom.

I couldn't stop thinking about it, no matter how hard I tried. All I could picture was flesh and bone spewing out toward me. This wasn't at all what I expected to encounter during my time at the memorial. I paced for a moment, contemplating what to do to take my mind off of being a complete monster.

I flip threw a few channels on TV. Nothing. I put on my music, try singing along but still, nothing. I pick up the book laying on the nightstand, reading and reading until I'm suddenly brought back the memory. Nothing was working. Except for maybe one thing...

I look up and notice Tony, his body glistening. He didn't say anything, absolutely nothing. He just stared at me, that familiar flame trickling in his eyes. I suddenly felt nervous, my breathing gathered into a hitch. My chest was moving rapidly and I try to shield my eyes with the book. Tony places two fingers on the edge of the pages and pushes the book down onto my stomach. He drops his towel from his hips and I blush madly at the sight of him fully nude. It had been way too long.

I struggled in my head for a moment. I certainly didn't want to be a rebound, but I missed being with Tony like this. I also juggled around the idea of him and Pepper. What if I can fix the relationship? Tony crawls on top of me, cutting to the chase and biting along my neck. He grabs my breasts as he does so and I can't keep in my small moans.

He was sending vibrations through me all over again and this time I was hoping no one would walk in. I may be a rebound but, I've been in Tony's arms before, and nothing sounded better right now. We both could relieve some stress.

With one swift movement, my pants were to my ankles, my button flew off and I could hear it clatter against the hard wood floor.

"Tony." I can't help but whisper and I feel his grin in the crook of my neck. Tony always knew what he was doing, it didn't matter the woman.

"Yes?" He asks, his breath sending shivers down my spine.

I grab his member into my hands and place it right at my entrance. He grips the sheets below him and I feel his body clench.

"Dammit, Janny." He mumbles, trying to hold back his urge to plummet into me.

I tease his cock, slowly pushing my hips upward, sliding him in and out, only the tip caressing along my insides. He quivered above me and I couldn't help but grin, biting my lip as I watched him.

"It's been to long..." He moans before pushing himself deep into me. I yelp at first but within a split second I am clenching onto his hips, moving in the same sync with his thrusts.

"Fuck!" I shout, missing the feeling of him, the comfort of him, I just missed everything about him.

Tony crashes his lips onto mine, the sweat dribbling into my mouth as he parted my lips to intrude them with his tongue. Everything felt so perfect and right again. Even though I was partially clothed.

His tongue swiveled with mine, like a choreographed dance. I never expected this when I came home either.

Tony pulls out suddenly, flipping me onto my stomach and bringing my ass off of the bed, sitting on my hands and knees. He clutches onto my hips before inserting himself again, my body too weak in this position to move with him, and, he knew it. He wanted complete control of me and my body was suddenly limp. The sensation of the friction within me was bringing me to my brink, he knew my body well and knew I couldn't resist this. My chest was now laying against the bed, my ass the only thing propped up and my face muzzled into the sheets. I clenched onto the nearest pillow as I began to shake, my legs quivering as my climax approached. Tony spanks me and pushes hard into my g-spot, my climax suddenly washing over me at the pain and the pleasure. Tony, however, keeps going, loving the look of my wetness cover him. I can finally feel him begin to pulse and without warning, he finishes... inside of me.