Last Night (Tony Stark x reader One Shot!)

Caught in the pressure pain and pleasure

There are moments in everyone's life that at some point we wish we could go in the past and slap ourselves in the face for what the fuck we had been thinking the night before.

There have been many mistakes Tony has made in his life, but he was able to fix them without a problem. Easy, simple fix, no harm done. But this time, this was a lot of harm done. This was much, much more than a simple mistake in his lab, the government ridding up his ass about this and that, the media concluding up false allegations about him or some social blunder. No. This was a bomb ready to set off at any second. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. His throat felt immensely dry he was ready to throw up from the way his head pounded inside his skull.

Rubbing the stubble that formed on his chin he closed his eyes, hoping that when he opened them the mess that sat in front of him would be gone because if it weren't he wouldn't know what the fuck to do.

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Cracking his eyes open he almost let out a sigh but caught himself before he did. This wasn't good, this was so damn far from good.

Tony drifted his eyes to the woman who laid bare in his bed still sound asleep. (H/C) locks of hair spilled around her face, mascara smudged under her eyes while she buried her head into one of Tony's pillows. When Tony first woke up with what he would say one of the most God awful headaches he's ever experienced, that all quickly whipped away once he saw the young woman who's leg was wrapped around his bare torso while an arm was loosely hugging his bicep. On any other day, he wouldn't have mind waking up to a sexy young woman laying bare naked in his bed, even if he didn't remember the previous night. But seeing her of all people sent a bone chilling feeling within him. Christ, he really didn't mean for this to happen. It wasn't supposed to happen.

Rubbing his eyes Tony was careful to slowly creep out the bed without waking the sleeping beauty up. Grabbing nothing more than the boxers from the floor that held all of the other scattered clothing he silently slipped out of the room, Pepper already on the line whispering down while he made his way towards the lab with the cold tiles chilling his feet but that hardly bothered him. He had other things to worry about at the moment.

Rubbing a hand through his hair he began to think scenario, after scenario, after scenario on how he could have prevented all of this. All in all he counted up to over a thousand and one ways this would have been avoided.

Some big hot shot school were horning in on him for months about some of their top students coming along to work or intern at Stark Industries. It's all about name branding these days and what better way to lure more people into your program by saying you're associated with the Mr. Tony Stark himself? Right, because there is none.

When he finally agreed, they sent out their top ten people to come work for him. It was hardly three months before six of the ten had quit. Another four months before three more were gone. He scoffed at them, if they can't handle a little bit of work as his intern then they clearly weren't able to work full time.
"Welcome to the big league kid. You're here to play big kid games, if you can't then go back to play little ones instead." He'd say to whoever complained that this was too much work. And after that the ten started dropping like flies.

However, only one had managed to stay.
And that's when she entered his life. (Y/N) (L/N).

Though he thought to himself that It was only a matter of time before she had enough. He was actively waiting for her to come stomping up to his office, calling him a dick with all sorts of other crude names before marching out. But it never happened.