Smut: Random x Male!Reader

Tony Stark | Formula One

kinks/dynamics:

i think orgasm control is the closest? if anyone knows what to label this as, lmk
(someone suggested control play?)

Dom/sub
sub!reader

note:
this has been sitting in my drafts for way too long and i can't look at it anymore lmao
if there are any major mistakes, point em out so i can fix it
otherwise gonna come back at some point and edit it

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Once Tony allowed you to look again, the room was only illuminated by the hidden LED stripes in the ceiling and underneath the bed frame. He had set up the TV, draped the fluffy bankets over the bed and had the controller ready.

After he settled against the headboard, he motioned for you to follow and rest against his chest. With his right hand he started roaming over your back, digging into your shoulders, just to finally come around and close his hand around your throat.

Just moving lightly around, without taking his palm from your throat, got you worked up already. He didn't squeeze, didn't tigheten his hand around your neck, just held you in place, reminding you where you belonged.

Tony started kissing over your neck, sucking here and there, but without ever really leaving a mark.
You knew he was teasing, he loved giving marks just as much as you loved seeing them afterwards.

His other hand had traveled south in the meantime, always coming back up to play with your nipples, twisting and flicking at them lightly. Just because he knew how sensitive you were.
Finally he placed his hand over your groin, the warmth of his palm radiating through your boxers.

"Take them off."

Hastily you complied, almost ripping them off and throwing them somewhere into the room.

His fingers first stroked softly over your dick, keeping the pressure light, too light to be enough.
He let his hand trail further down and circled your hole, barely breaching, never far enough to give any of that relieving pleasure you wanted so badly.

"You remember the rules?"

You nodded, fixating your eyes on the controller that laid on the fuzzy blanket next to you.

"Tell me the rules again."

"I have to play. If I want pleasure, I have to win. I get a kiss per kill. If I die or lose.. y-you get rougher."

"Good boy."

Even at the smallest of praise you couldn't help but beam at him. You were weak like that.

Tony hadn't stopped for one moment playing with you, his fingers finally prodding deeper than just the tip of his finger, but you knew better than to just grind back into his touch.
With his left arm he reached past you, grabbed the controller for the PS5.

When he leaned back, he embraced you from behind and started scrolling through the menu.

"I'll even let you choose the game.  You were so good for me today, baby", he softly kissed the nape of your neck.

Tony still didn't offer you the controller, but slowed down his scrolling for you to be able to follow.

There was a new game. Since you hadn't asked him to buy it for you, he must've gotten it for you. It wasn't the typical kind of game you used for this stuff though.
You bit your lip, trying to decide whether to push your luck with asking if you could play that one.

"May I.."

"What is it, puppy?"

"May I play that one?"