I'm gonna get you (Robert Downey Jr. fanfic)

- "Dark", -*short a/n*

Please don't skip this text. the story is finished soon and I'm thinking about doing a sequel to this book but only if you'd like, so comment what you think of it :3

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What was Robert saying with "It takes two to tango"?

Is he saying that we argue a lot? That I always want to have the last word in an argument?

What was happening between me and Robert when my mom was there was unexplainable, really not normal.

We didn't talk with eachother, we just talked with my mom, sometimes looking at eachother but then pretending you've been looking at something else.

I thought maybe I should cook something for them both, so I did, with my cooking talents.

As I put the dishes on the table, Roberts arm brushed against mine, making me shiver. Something about today was strange, I could feel it, he could feel it even my mom could probably feel it.

We sat down and I, not really hungry, rather stabbed the meat than eating it. My mom looked at me with furrowed brows, taking a sip from her glass. "This wine is delicious", she said, trying to start an conversation.

Robert nodded, chopping his meat in little pieces. Okay, that's definitely not normal, he's always the one that eats alot.

I poked his foot with mine, which wasn't that easy since he sat right next to me.

Suddenly his hand touched my thigh, going up, almost touching the sensible place.

"So, Mrs. Greene, you wanted to talk about your daughter", he said, biting his lip as he looked to me.

She coughed, wiping her mouth with a napkin and grabbing the glass as she opened her mouth to speak "How is she in school? I haven't talked to her since the small argument", Yeah. 'Small' Argument.

His hand moving more up, me grabbing the table out of the feelings he was giving, he looked at my mom then back at me "She's good, very good. She's paying a lot of attention", his hand moved onto my crotch, lightly stroking it.

I took the napkin and pretended I was wiping my mouth when in reality I was holding back moans and whimpers. I decided to pay back and layed my hand on his thigh, slowly, teasingly, moving it up. His facial expression was hilarious, he looked like he was about to let out a big fart or something.

He breathed out slowly, again looking at my mother which seemed confused. Thanks god she couldn't see what was going on under the table, she'd pour holy water on us.

"..She's learning fast", he said between fast, small breaths. I bit my lip from smiling, feeling good that he was turning red slowly and starting to breath fast.

My mom took another sip from her wine, looking between me and Robert with furrowed brows. "She's nice to everyone. Basicially a good noodle", I furrowed my brows amused, looking at Robert.

Did someone watch too much spongebob?

My mom smiled, still holding her glass of wine. She seemed interested in something else though, she always looked at Robert with a flirtatious look on her face, almost making me jealous.

Well, I shouldn't be jealous of my own mom, but she was staring at him..really..weird, like, the look she usually gives my dad.

"So, Robert...have you been married? Any kids?", he looked at her, brows raised, then back at me. "Uhm..I don't..well..I've been married, yeah..I'm...uh...I'm not a dad", She took a sip from her wine again, looking at me. "You're planning something?", she asked me, her eyes almost killing me.

She's a very, very strange woman and how she was acting now scared me alot. I decided to change the topic, so I telled my mom about Lesley and her escaped chippendales, which made her laugh. I felt Roberts hand on my thigh, moving up slowly, slowly but surely, to my crotch, making me crave for him. I swear to god, if my mom wouldn't be here I'd do him on the kitchen table by now.

Yeah, I sound like a dude, but we haven't had any romantic moments since that Susan drama and I felt unwanted day by day. Although I shouldn't, considering the fact that I didn't even know which positions existed, even at my age. Actually I was proud that I stayed a virgin at that age an-

Whoops, where did the topic go?

My mom coughed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked at Robert, his eyes full of passion and lust that I was probably returning.

I excused myself from the table, making my way to the stairs to go up in his bathroom. I just needed cold water, fresh cold water in my face. I opened the bathroom door, still stunned at how gigantic it was.

The sink was white, beautiful and too coordinated for a man. I looked in the mirror, fixing my hair and my make-up.

Wow, I really looked weird when I had those strange feelings. My cheeks were red, as if I had fever, my eyes were shining, looking like I've just cried.

Suddenly the door opened, lights going off, leaving me in an confused yet shocked state. I felt hands on my waist, hot breath tickling on my neck. I didn't understand what was going on, but I knew from the hands that it was Robert, confusing me more than ever.

His hands went under my shirt, making me shiver because of the cold in the bathroom.

"I've always wanted to do this", his warm lips brushed against my ear, leaving me with goosebumps. My hands were on his neck, playing with his hair, even lightly tugging on it.

"What?", I whispered, kissing his cheek. He pulled my shirt over my head, immadietly grabbing after my bra. As he tried to open it I pulled shirt over his head, slapping his hands away from the bra. "Leave it on this time, it's difficult", I felt him nod against my chest, gently kissing it with his lips.

He was unbuckling his belt whilst I was waiting in the dark, waiting for him to finally do it.

He took of his jeans, again cupping my face in his hands. His lips touched my forehead, moving back to the cheeks, then my nose and finally, finally!, my lips. Everything felt good in that moment, I didn't want it to end.

I pulled my boxers down, waiting again, whilst stroking over his upper body.

He repeated after me, his warm lips brushing against my chest again, my goosebumps getting bigger and bigger. "Do you even know..where...in the dark?", "Yes.", suddenly he grabbed me under my legs, putting me on the counter right next to the sink.

I dug my nails into his back as he entered me, getting used to the size again. "Oh god, Zo", I whimpered as he increased the speed, thrusting harder. I bit my lip from not moaning to loud, my mom was downstairs after all. Robert bit my shoulder, letting his tongue glide over it gently. We were both panting by now, trying to not make so much noise.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by a "Are you ok?" from my mom. I yelled back "y..es" between small, quiet sighs, trying to catch my breath. She knocked again, making me mad at the fact that she just stood outside, literally hearing us having sex.

That's what a mother always wanted to do.

Robert increased his speed again, this time thrusting even harder than before, making me whimper, almost moan from the wave of good feelings I was feeling. I felt a knot in my stomach, making me know I wasn't far.

I dug my nails harder into Roberts back, probably leaving him with big scratches that would hurt in the morning. His breathing was getting faster, making me know that he was close. "Oh go..", he couldn't finish because I was biting my lip, feeling the knot finally relaxing, my body shaking, holding back the 'big moan'

He tugged on my hair, letting my head tilt to the side a bit. I felt him release in me, his head on my shoulder, his hot breath on my chest.

Dear mother of god, I hope she didn't hear any of this.

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