Prompts: Are you... are you a virgin?/Scream my fucking name
Warnings: virgin reader, oral, fingering, sex, swearing, 18+ readers
Tony sat on his sofa, his arms stretched out over the back as he (for the first time in a while) watched what he wanted in peace. It didn't happen often, never actually but tonight it was different. Steve, Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Natasha and Clint were on a mission. Bruce was in the lab (as always), Thor was off being King, Vision was being Vision, Rhodey was off doing his thing and Peter was off doing whatever kids did and then there was you.
You were out on yet another date with some dick bag that didn't deserve your time. He hated seeing you leave with an excited smile on your beautiful face, only to return a few hours later frowning or even crying because they were a jerk. The guys you always picked were so wrong for you.
"Ugh!" your black clutch suddenly flew across the air and crashed into the TV on the wall before falling to the floor in front of the fireplace. "Mother fucking, asshole, bitch!" You stormed over to the bar and grabbed yourself two glasses and Tony's expensive scotch before walking over to where Tony sat, slumping down next to him.
"Bad date?" Tony asked taking the scotch from your hands and began pouring you both a drink.
You sighed shaking your head. "How'd you know I was on a date?" you asked leaning forwards to take the drink.
"You're wearing your black dress that you always wear when you go on first date." he shrugged as he picked his up and sat back.
Tony didn't see you smile to yourself as you took a sip of your scotch. "What happened?" he asked glancing to you.
You shook your head sighing. "Nothing. It's stupid." you frowned slightly.
Tony frowned as he reached out with his right arm over the the back of the sofa. "Stupid? Nah, not to do with you." he gave you a soft smile.
There was a moments silence before you sighed again turning to look at Tony, bringing your legs underneath you as you kicked your heels off. "Tony, can I ask you something?" you bit your lip.
Tony nodded looking to you. "Sure."
You sighed looking down to your glass. "If, we were to go on a date and... you know, we liked each other and... what have you. Would you think I was, a slut, if I said I... wanted to sleep with you?" you bit your lip blushing as you looked up to him.
Tony shook his head frowning. "No, but then again I am a slut so-" he shrugged, grinning again when you laughed at him.
"Okay, fair-point." you giggled. "What if, I told you, you'd be my first?" you chewed on your bottom lip. "Would you freak out on me and then burst out laughing?"
Tony stared at you not saying a word. Were you serious? He'd known you for quite a while now and that was the last thing he thought when he looked at you. You were the Queen of innuendos and naughty one liners rendering most of Earth's mightiest speechless.
"Are you... are you a virgin?" the words just fell out of his mouth.
You rolled your eyes before nodding with a sigh. "Yes, Tony, I am."
"Shit." Tony sighed deeply before knocking back all of his scotch. He let out a short chuckle making you glare at him. "Sorry, just... fuck." he fell back covering his face with his hands.
"Thanks, Tony." you pattered his knee before untangling your legs and standing.
"Wait-" Tony sat up grabbing a hold of your waist as you bent over to grab your heels. You squealed as you fell back onto the sofa, almost on Tony.
