Editor's note: I apologize to my friend Bobby, for having to read this. Don't kill me. :')
My eyes flutter open, my eyes scan the male ontop of me. It's Mister Stark. My skin frozen with the warmth of his skin. I wiggle under him and gasp as I felt him thrust into me to hold me still.
"Stop moving, or I swear to god you'll be sore." Mister stark growled. My cheeks flush a bright red hearing what he said.
"Y-yes Mister Stark." I muttered under my lustful breath, my eyes close softly as I felt him ease out of me. My breath hitches in my throat as I watched him get dressed.
"Aren't you gonna get dressed?" Mister Stark asked as he looked down at my exposed body. His eyes trail me up and down until her kneels beside me and gently nips at my neck, sending shivers down my spine. He eyes me curiously then he finishes buttoning up his white silk dress shirt. He pulls on his pants, leaving his boxers thrown away somewhere in here. I look around and try to find where his boxers were but have no luck in finding them.
"Get dressed." Mister Stark growled, a growl that sent me wild with lust. I inwardly groan then stand up. When I bent down to grab my shirt, I felt his hands touch my ass, gently massaging it. I inwardly gasp then stand up straight, brushing his hands off of my ass. I turn to him, while throwing my shirt on and eventually finding my boxers I also throw those on. I look around but notice, my pants. They're gone.
I eye mister stark and he gives me a devilish grin. I groan then ask sheepishly.
"Where's my pants?"
His grin grew even wider, he then pointed behind me, where they hung on the stall, drenched in some sorta liquid. When did that happen?!
I gape at my pants then look at Mister Stark.
"What the heck?!?" I snarled, my anger boiling deep inside of me.
His eyes went wide as he watched my anger.
He sighed then took out his phone and typed Something. I walked up to him and tried peeking at his phone and instantly gasped when I felt his hand on my crotch. I gasped again when I'm pinned against the wall again, feeling his groin against mine.Editor note; I'm too lazy to write more lol. Bye?
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Peter Parker X Tony Stark (smut)
أدب الهواةno clue why I'm writing this. :p and yes. the cover image isn't mine. 👌