Writing Prompt: "I Fixed your breakfast. I know its a bow of cereal, but it's the only thing I can't burn."
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My vision was blurry and my steps were off balance as our sweaty bodies collided, and our lips met. The sound of groans and thuds from items falling on the floor echoed throughout the room. Our clothes slowly disappeared one by one, a layer at a time being thrown in different directions in the room. Soon enough we were bare and our bodies collided once more.
I woke up to the sunrays shining from the small gaps in the window blinds. I groaned and rolled onto my back, yawning. I ran a hand through my hair and slowly sat up. I looked around the room and saw what a mess it was. Clothes were on the floor, there were giant messes on the floor next to the dresser, and the bed sheets were half on the floor. I slid out of bed, picking up a few things and placing them back where they belonged before walking out of the room, down the hall. I found a pair of stairs leading to the ground floor and I walked down them. I heard some clattering in the kitchen and I peeked around the corner. I saw a brunet male, pouring some cereal into a bowl, along with some milk. I moved out of the corner and he noticed me.
"I Fixed your breakfast. I know its a bow of cereal, but it's the only thing I can't burn." He mumbled moving the bowl forward, after placing a spoon into it. I saw him grab a bowl of his own and pour the cereal and some milk in as well.
I walked up to the barstool and sat down, pulling the bowl in front of me.
"It's not drugged is it?" I joked.
He chuckled, "If I wanted to drug you I think I would've done it last night." He admitted.
"Pffff, you wish," I added on, grabbing a spoonful of cereal, and moving it into my mouth.
He just smiled again and ate some cereal as well. I couldn't help but wonder what actually happened last night. I wanted to ask, but I feel like the discarded clothes, messed up room and sheets messed up was a huge hint of what happened. I just shrugged it off and continued to eat my cereal in the almost perfect silence.
I finished my cereal and watched as Tony grabbed both our bowls and rinsed them in the sink, leaving them a quarter full of water.
"Sooooo. What do you want to do?" He asked.
I turned my attention to his watch.
"My parents won't be home until late, so. We could watch a movie or play a game or whatever you want to do." I suggested.
"Okay," He replied. walking into another room. I followed him and we ended up in the living room, where a big TV sat mounted on the wall. I watched as he walked towards it, and sat down on the floor in front of it sitting on his legs. I watched as he pushed a button on what looked like an Xbox, and it started glowing. He pulled out a few games out of a drawer and I studied them before he looked at me.
"COD, Titan fall, Halo, GTA or Destiny?" He asked.
"I've always been a sucker for Call Of Duty," I responded.
I watched as he nodded and slid the CD out of its case, and into the machine. He placed the other games back into a drawer and grabbed a controller.
"I only have one controller, so." He reported.
"It's fine," I replied. He sat down next to me and handed me the controller.
"Lady's first," I joked.
"I know, that's why I gave you the controller."
I shook my head and chuckled.
"You're such a jerk," I replied, loading up an online match.
"You didn't say that last night," He joked.
I blushed and playfully punched him.
"stop," I spoke. waiting in the queue
I felt him place a kiss on my neck and I moved my head to the other side. He placed a hand on my waist, pulling me closer to him. I watched as the numbers counted down to one.
I felt him pull me unto his lap, as the black screen with the other player's name popped up. I felt him reach his hands up my shirt and I could feel the slight coldness in his hands. His hands slid over my nipples and I melted into his touch.
"Just focus on the game," He insisted, kissing my neck again.
I chose my gun of choice and waited for the game to start.
I felt one of his hands travel down my stomach and slid into my pants. I moaned at the slight touch as I tried to focus on the game. Everyone was released and I made my way through the map trying to find someone.
His hands slowly started to move up and down as his other hand rubbed my nipple between two fingers. I let out another moan, closing my eyes for a second. When my eyes opened I had gotten the respawn screen and I let out a curse under my breath.
His hands moved faster and I pushed back into him. I let out a louder moan when his hand ran over the slit. I felt a ball of warmth form in my stomach and I turned my attention back to the game. I killed one person before I got snipped. I was getting frustrated. I trusted into Tony's hand building more friction, hoping he would move faster. And he did.
We were in the last thirty seconds and I felt my self-getting extremely close to my climax. I moaned as Tony's hand moved fast. I killed someone, before dying once more and the game timer ran out. I felt Tony's grip tighten a little, as his thumb over the slit once more and I let out a loud moan before I released into his hand. I watched as his hand left my pants and was brought up to his mouth, where he licked every single drop off his hand. I felt him take the controller.
"My turn," he smirked, waiting in the queue.
I smirked as I watched the game load. I sat on the floor in front of him on my knees. I stared up at him and he looked down at me. He nodded and I moved my head to his crouch.
The time was mine for revenge.
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Tony Stark x Male Reader one shots || Holiday Edition (COMPLETED)
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