Ironstrange one shots

🍋Hickeys🍋

This a smut bitch

One thing about Tony is that he loved Hickeys. Whether it would be giving them or receiving them, he would be yours in seconds.

Now this wasn't anticipated but it was clear neither were stopping. Tony had given Stephen at least 12 hickeys on his neck and they were both now working on removing their clothing.

"Someone's bitey." Stephen purred, working off his own shirt. "Shut up." Stark growled in return. As soon as Stranges shirt was off Tonys mouth was over his skin once again. Stephen melted under the feeling of the shorter mans mouth and teeth grazing his skin.

Both men were shirtless and breathing heavily. Stranges hand worked down to Tonys pants and worked them off quickly. "Fuuck..." Stephen moaned as Stark bit down on his sweet spot.

A large smirk appeared on the smaller males face as he bit down lightly on that same spot. Tony held himself above the sorcerer as he worked at his neck. His actions stopped quickly when he felt a hand go into his boxers and wrap around his length. Tony he let out a breathy moan and bit his lip.

Stephen smirked and moved his hand painfully slow up and down Tonys hardening length.
"F-fuck...Stephen please." Stark begged and rolled his hips against Stranges touch.

Tony looked down at the rest of Stephen body and growled. "Strange if you don't take off the rest of your clothes I will personally rip them off." Stephen laughed and began working at his pants pulling them off quickly, leaving him in just his boxers as well.

Tony lowered himself down to Stephens waist and kissed right above his length. Stephen grew impatient and sat up, pulling Tony onto his lap. The shorter male was about to make a snarky comment before he was interrupted by one of his own moans.

Stephen made quick work of Tonys neck, finding his sweet spot quickly. Starks hand ran over Stephens chest admiring and taking in everything. Tonys arc reactor gave a light blue glow in the dimly lit room.

Stephen moved from Tonys neck to his bare chest, tracing his thighs with his free hand. Tony melted and let himself be completely vulnerable to the sorcerer. Stephen drank up the noises Tony made under his touch.

Strange then lay Tony on his back proceeding to remove his boxers and throw them across the room. Tony gasped and the cold air hit his length. A warm heat suddenly surrounded him and he threw head back, moaning loudly.

Stephen bobbed his head up and down Tony before taking in all of him. Strange felt Tony hit the back of his throat and he gagged reflexively but relaxed his throat, taking in all of Stark. Tony was reduced to random blabbering that consisted of Stephens name and a slew of curses.

Stephen pulled himself off and looked up at Stark with kind eyes.
"Where is it?" He asked and Tony closed his eyes, disheveled. "I don't want it." He replied and Strange pressed further.
"I don't want to hurt you. Where is it?" He asked again. Tony sighed in defeat.

"Bedside table." Quickly Stephen opened the first drawer and grabbed a bottle of lube. Strange covered his fingers in lube and looked up to Tony to make sure this was okay.

Tony nodded and let out a low moan as one finger entered him. He gripped the sheets tightly as another finger entered him slowly, moving in a scissor motion. Stephen kept looking up Tony watching for any signs of discomfort. After a minute Stephen pulled his fingers out and pulled his boxers down.

Stephen grabbed the lube again and covered his length, lining himself up with Tonys entrance.
"Please...please...fuck..." Tonys voice was low and breathy as he begged for the feel of Stephen inside of him. Stephen ran his hands up and down Tonys sides and looked into his dark eyes lovingly.