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**WARNING**
This chapter contains sexual context!!!!!!!!!
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“Hey Tony.” Angela smiled as entered his office.
She closed the door behind her and silently locking it. Tony blinks and looks up from his monitor. “Yeees?”
Angela slowly sauntered over to his desk and sat in front of him. “What are you doing?”
“…Uhh…” Closes out the spider solitaire game he was playing and picks up a random file. “Just working.”
“Don’t you ever play any?” She smirked and crossed her legs.
Her skirt rising above her mid-thigh. Tony slowly glances to the side. “…probably more than I should, honestly…Why?”
Tony felt an odd, unfamiliar sensation begin to stir in his stomach…FEAR.
“I’ve had a really hard day, Tony. And I just thought we could blow off some steam together.” Angela nibbled her lower lip timidly.
Tony leaned back in his chair, slowly. He watched her skeptically with an arched eyebrow and one eye slightly bigger than the other one. Then it clicked, ‘It’s a trap…oh fuck…it’s a trap.’ His eyes grew bigger at this thought.
“Tony?”
Angela was surprised by Tony’s reaction. After all this years she was finally offering herself to him and he was reluctant.
Tony shakes his head, “Sorry. What? I was reliving court dates.”
Angela sighed softly and hopped up, “Just forget it then.”
“Hey. That was a dick thing to say. Sit back down.”
“No, I’ll just go…cry or something as equally embarrassing.”
Tony makes a face. “Well, don’t go off crying. You said blow off some steam, yeah? What did you have in mind?”
“I think I had made that horribly obvious.” Angela stated annoyed.
Tony blinks, “Wait…you actually want me to sex you up?”
“I did.”
“Is there any way I could, per say, “reverse” that effect that I had?”
“I don’t know…I was even going to let you record it.”
Tony blinks in disbelief, “Film it?” He was skeptical, to say the least. “As in actually recording it?”
“Because I knew you would be iffy because you would be scared of another lawsuit. So, I was going to let you film it so you would have proof, I was extremely willing.”
Tony couldn’t help, but smirk. “You actually want me. Don’t you? No shit?”
Angela giggled. She really couldn’t help it. ‘Yes.”
Tony’s smirk grows wider and pats his lap. “Come take a seat. You look exhausted.”
She smiled and went over to sit in Tony’s lap. Tony chuckles and pulls her closer. “So tell Tony what you want for Christmas?” He pokes her nose.
Angela could help, but to giggle at his antics. “A video.”
“Oh a video, eah? I’m sure I could arrange something.” One hand happily comes to rest on her upper thigh. “What kind of video, though? Santa Stark aims to please.”
