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New Recruit

Tony Stark x Scientist!Fem!Reader

Prompt: Tony hears of a new, very talented, and very useful scientist that Steve is interested in having join the team. Needless to say Tony is both appalled at your skills and amazed by your utter beauty.

Warnings: me being bad at writing a smart character (lots of skipping so I don't have to go into detail on science stuff.) Smut, Tony eats you out, then fucks you with your pretty little dress on.

Words: 3571

Note: so I am not good at science at all, I just figured that Tony would need a scientist reader or something I dunno

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"A new scientist? But we already have me and Bruce!" Tony gawked at breakfast, bagel half falling out of his mouth. Steve stood with his arms crossed, shirt stretching over his biceps. Tony was not excited to have someone else join the team, not at all. They already had so many guards and the avengers had so many people and soon enough Tony would forget their names entirely.

"She's coming and you're going to deal with it. Stark." Steve said firmly, slamming down a paper with your basic information on it, Tony skimmed over it before scowling and sitting back, looking up at Steve as he ate his bagel silently.

Fast forward to three days, you come into the large glass tower, amazed at how it looks. You are immediately greeted by a very tall, very broad shouldered man, with his blonde hair pushed back. He was very attractive to say the least, he gave you a warm smile and offered his massive hand out to you.

You accepted the hand shake and smiled kindly at him, "Hello Captain, I'm professor (y/n) (y/l/n) we spoke over email and over the phone many times and I am excited to be joining your science department." You gave a bright smile, noting his strong shake.

Steve smiled and moved to stand beside you, his large hand resting on the small of your back. "Please, doll, call me Steve. It is my absolute pleasure to invite you here. Our science department isn't very... Motivated. However with you here I hope you can lead them much better than I since you are truly qualified to help them in that field." He explained as he led you to the elevator and pressed a button.

You walked into an extravagant living room, very cozy but modern. On the couch was a man wearing a blue long sleeve shirt with the sleeves pushed above his elbows, he had a metal arm and his long, dark hair was tied back in a half up bun. His bright eyes were focused on the game in front of him. Beside him was a younger looking man, laughing and gently nudging the other with his elbow as he played the game as well, he had a bit of facial hair neatly trimmed into a cute mustache. On the floor sitting cross legged was a man with a full sleeve of tattoos on one arm, his hair pushed up into a quiff, he was focused intently on the game, not letting anything distract him. Finally, what really caught your attention was the young boy, teenager no doubt, relaxing in a hammock made of spider silk. He effortlessly hit the necessary buttons to play, keeping him in first place with metal arm guy being a close second.

To the side a beautiful woman says in the chair with one leg pulled up on the arm, a book propped on her thigh. She laughed at the four boys behaving like children. You and Steve just stood quietly behind them, smiling at the scene before you. They were playing Mario Kart with the woman cheering on for "Bucky to beat Peter's ass"

You leaned to Steve, standing on your tip toes to whisper loudly.

"Who is everyone?" The question was quiet but still got everyone's attention. The woman and the man with the long hair were the first to turn, clearly they were trained and could hear every little sound. Followed by the man on the floor, then the man beside the metal armed guy, and then the young teenager stopped to stare.

They all stood and came to you, the broad shouldered, blue eyed man being the first to get to you.

You held your hand out, the man took it and placed a gentle kiss to your knuckles. Your ears heated up at the gesture and he offered a kind smile. Steve smiled as well and patted your back.

"This is James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky for short. He was the infamous Winter Soldier. And my best friend for as long as I can remember." Steve clearly held emotions towards this man, they smiled at each other before Bucky cleared his throat.

"Very nice to meet you, ma'am. Steve told us you should be arriving any day." He smiled, nodding his head before moving out of the woman's way.

"Natasha Romanoff. Russian spy taken by the KGB when she was five. Trained for years to become the best spy out there. Years later here she is with us.”

"Very nice to meet you, beautiful. Nice to finally have a new cute girl on our side." She playfully winked, walking away to join Bucky on the couch. Next was the man next to Bucky. He was very handsome, a small gap in his front teeth which you found adorable, his dark skin was flawless and added to his beauty.

"Sam Wilson, nice to meet you." He greeted, taking your hand and giving a friendly handshake. He quickly left and now came the young teenager, smiling and perking up with a hand held out.

"Peter Parker! Err. Well. Spiderman. But you can call me Peter." He smiled, shaking your hand in a shy, weak shake. You could tell by the handshakes that Steve was the leader. Sam was close to him, and Peter was still discovering things he never knew. Bucky was a gentleman still despite his past and Natasha was driven but still friendly and loving.

"Last but not least. This is Clint Barton." Steve introduced, you smiled and gave him a handshake, he gave a firm shake but it was shorter than Steve's and Sam's. Clint knew he wasn't the leader by any means but knew he had power.

"It's very nice to meet you all. I’m thankful for this chance and i cant wait to get to know everyone." You smiled, everyone waved as Steve led you to the next room, which he assumed would be your favourite.

"Here’s the lab, doll. Follow me so you can meet Bruce and Tony Stark." Steve led you through the room until you came face to face with a very large, very green man. His thumb was bigger than your torso and he intimidated you beyond belief. However he gave you a big grin and wrapped you into a hug.

"Hi there! I'm Bruce! Well. Right now I guess I'm Hulk. But don't worry. I can get small. I'm Bruce though and uh. Yeah this whole Hulk think was from an experiment I did-"

"When you decided to test it on yourself after getting cocky and rather than being exposed to the serum you thought it to be you rather were exposed to gamma radiation that put you through a massive transformation that originally turned you into a mindless, raging, badass of pure fury. Then Fury recruited you and here you are! I have done me research on you before Doctor Banner. It is an honour to meet you." You said quickly, cutting him off as he stared, amazed at your knowledge. He nodded and turned to look back at his work, poking and prodding at whatever he was experimenting on now.

Steve chuckled softly and led you further back until you came up to a door that led to what looked like a mechanic shop. You look around before spotting a familiar face working on one of his latest suit designs.

"Mister Anthony Edward Stark. The man with many names. Up close and in the flesh I do believe I need to pinch myself. I get to work with not only the Doctor Bruce Banner but also the Tony Stark." You smirked, walking up to the man who stood up and wiped off his hand before shaking yours in a loose, quick shake before kneeling down and going back to working on whatever he was doing.

"Thank you for showing me around, Steve. But I think I'll stay here and find my room later. Thank you for the tour, it was amazing getting to meet almost everyone but I'll meet the rest tonight." You smiled and waved at the man who seemed weary of how you were acting suddenly. Much bolder than the shy woman he had met out front.

You kneeled beside Tony without a word, pulling your hair back into a pony tail to avoid any accidents. Tony didn't say anything but he did tense at your presence. It would be easy for him to be upset if you weren't so attractive but here you sat, wearing a pair of adorable kitten heels, and a cute, simple red a-line dress with a red lace overlay on the top and a simple skirt. You wore a light coat of clear lip gloss looking as if it had crushed diamonds in it, and with your salary he wouldn’t doubt if it did.

He shook his head clear of his distracting thoughts and continued messing with the nuts and bolts.

"Are you okay, sir?" You asked, genuinely concerned. You noticed his change in form when you showed up, Tony paused and glanced at you before shrugging.

"Yeah I'm fine. Fine perfectly fine." He shrugged and chewed on his lip impatiently.

Once he was finished you both stood up and he offered a quick flash of a smile before going to head out. You followed him into the lab where Bruce still sat hunched over the little machine he was working on. Tony looked at you before ushering you to follow him. You listened and he led you into an area practically separated from the rest of the lab by windows and short walls.

"This will be for the most part your area. We deal with the chemicals and explosives back here which from what I understand you excel in." He explained, chewing on a thin piece of plastic.

You looked around, touching the surfaces that had recently been cleaned. Suddenly you looked over at him and chewed on the inside of your cheek.

"I mainly focus on viruses and bacteria but yes chemicals and explosives are a close follow up." You shrugged and smiled at him, you touched all of the brand new equipment before getting a real feel for it all. Tony simply laughed and walked out and went to the living room.

"He likes you! Tony never reacts to new ones like that. He's always an ass to them. But you. Hes real nice to you. You were supposed to get his old office but he gave you the brand new one with all new equipment and everything. Tony doesn’t often do that." Bruce said with a knowing smile, you giggled and blushed a little.

"I dunno. He's a true mystery." You said simply before leaving Bruce standing there.

Hours later, now that it was dark, thumping music played throughout the tower as every one mingled. You stuck close to Steve until you got bored. You weren't really introducing yourself until hours from now, it was only eight and you still have four hours until you have to stand up and introduce who you are.

So you decided to grab a few drinks and head down to the lab.

The music was softer down here, you sipped you drinks and set them safely to the side before you pulled your hair back and went through files you had sent Steve for him to print and organize. You went through all of them until finding the notes you were looking for.

You pulled out your containers and the chemicals stored here, mixing them carefully before sealing it and setting everything aside.

That only took you about an hour. Still three more to go. You played music softly from your phone, laying across your table with your drink and a long straw so you could easily sip it without moving.

You nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard footsteps, sitting up and looking around. You relaxed when you saw it was just Tony, putting his tools away quietly. You stared for a moment, mesmerized by how his muscles flexed under his nice shirt.

"You could say hello. Rather than stare. (Y/l/n)." He scolded with a smirk. You felt your face heat up again and pouted. Suddenly Tony slammed his tool box shut and came over to you.

You tensed up as Tony leaned in the door frame. You stared at each other, you watched as his eyes went from yours, down your neck to your covered chest, following the curve of your tummy under the material before falling past the skirt to your exposed thighs, drinking in the sight before him. Your cheeks were as red as your dress by now, Tony stalked near you and you couldn't deny not only the sexual tension but also how undeniably hot the playboy was as he came up to you.

Without thinking you spread your legs to let Tony stand between them, his rough hands grabbed your thighs and slid you closer to the edge so your bodies pressed together. Tony let your lips brush his as he searched your eyes for something.

"Do you want me, beautiful?" He asked lowly, fingertips digging into your soft thighs gently. You let out a surprised whimper, legs closing on instinct. Tony clicked his tongue and kept your thighs spread for him, leaning down to your ear slowly.

"I said, princess, do you want me?" He asked softer, breath fanning down your neck, you quickly nod your head and look up at him, biting your lip and letting your legs grip his thin waist. Tony chuckled and moved to press his chapped lips to your soft ones. His scruff rubbed against your skin as he kissed you, one hand sliding up to hold your cheek in his palm.

You allowed yourself to relax into his touch and kissed him with enthusiasm. You never thought that you of all people would get to kiss the Tony Stark, yes he was known for being a play boy but you never thought you'd get to even be this close to him.

Tony smiled and pulled away, kissing down the side of your mouth to your jaw. "I can practically hear you thinking, princess. Just relax and live in the moment." He whispered against your sensitive skin, a shiver coarsed through your spine as he spoke, his facial hair scraping against the skin gently.

He pulled you so you were barely on the edge of the counter and let his hips grind shamelessly against you.

"God, I’ve only just met you but fuck seeing you in this fucking dress, your long pretty legs out for everyone to see, god your fucking intelligence is out of this fucking world simply hearing you speak turned me on I had to be a dick and distract myself so I didn't simply fucking ravish you then and there in front of Bruce. But now, now princess you're here. You’re here for me to absolutely fucking ruin for tonight at least." He all but growled into your skin, biting softly at your neck before pulling back to lick over the skin. He sucked a bit of it between his teeth and sucked harshly, groaning softly as you let out a surprised moan. You weakly pushed him away, whining in your throat as you laid there.

"I cant have hickeys, Tony," you paused with a breathless moan. "I have to speak in front of everyone tonight." You added with a whimper and a tug on his hair.

Tony reluctantly let the skin go and pulled back, pulling you to stand in front of him. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss you quickly before turning you around and swiftly bending you over the cold table. He lifted your dress and kneeled down, face level with your ass. Tony playfully slapped one cheek, watching it jiggle before he rubbed his calloused fingertips over the pale purple lace of your new panties. You visibly shivered at the sensation and let out a soft noise from the back of your throat.

Tony smiled and pushed your panties to the side, leaning forward and running his slick tongue over the entirety of your pussy. He tipped his head back as he eagerly tasted you, moaning softly with you as his tongue moved quickly back and forth over your sensitive clit.

Your thighs shook as Tony ate you out, bringing up a hand to slide in his middle finger as he kept eagerly lapping at your folds. You let out a high pitched moan, head falling limp as you pressed back against him, dragging your pussy over his face.

"Eager little thing aren't we?" He teased, smirking as you simply nodded and looked forward, cheeks heating up as you let Tony please you. The billionaire hummed and curled his finger, rubbing against your g spot flawlessly. You moaned loudly, hips grinding back even more desperate than before. You babbled nonsense and gripped at anything you possibly could to stay steady.

Tony held your thigh in an iron grip while he effortlessly fingered you, enjoying all the moans as he slurped the juices that came from you. Within no time at all he had you shaking and weakly bucking your hips against his face, whimpering as you felt the knot in your abdomen unravel and white filled your vision as you came.

Tony eagerly licked you clean before standing up and wiping his mouth, you giggled as you looked back at him and slowly raised a leg to rest on the table, opening yourself to him quickly.

Tony was surprised to say the least but he pulled a condom from his pocket and tore the pack open, pushing his jeans down to his thighs, he looked up at you as he rolled it on and tugged at his own shaft for a moment before stopping himself and stepping forward to position himself.

You both gasped as he pushed in, eyes rolling backwards as he dived into your heat. He let out a rough moan, gripping your waist as you pressed backwards against him. He stretched you wide and made you chew on your lip so you wouldn't be too loud despite being in a cement room on a different floor.

Tony leaned over you and held you close, catching his breath before he pulled out to the tip and pushed back in. You both moaned as he began to thrust at a slow pace, holding you tightly as you met his thrusts. Tony leaned over you, lips pressed to your ear. "I wont cum until you do a second time." He whispered, thrusting faster and slamming in harder, his fingers reached around to rub your swollen clit in circles which caused a shriek to rip itself from your throat.

Your back arched at the sensation and your eyes rolled back as he pleased you more, Tony insisted on you finishing first no questions asked.

Your desperate moans and pleas for more filled the air and Tony and you both grew more desperate for one another. You turned your head to meet his lips in a sloppy kiss of tongues and teeth.

Your moans reverberated around the two of you as you neared your climaxes.

Tony grunted in your ear as his thrusts grew desperate, you clenched around him and whimpered and he pinched your swollen clit.

"Please, please Tony I want to feel you. Fuck I’m almost there, Tony please make me cum." You begged, whimpering softly and chewing on your lip.

Tony made it a point to thrust harder and rub at your clit more, grunting in effort as he finally made you cum again. You let out a noise similar to a wail as your walls gripped Tony like a vice.

"Please, oh fuck Tony god you feel so good! Fuck Tony it feels so good. Oh fuck thank you Jesus fucking Christ thank the heavens." You panted, blissed out and unaware of what exactly you were saying.

Tony chuckled and thrusted hard, moaning and pressing in deep as he filled the condom. Once he pulled out he tied the condom in a knot and tossed it in a bin nearby. You laid there as Tony gently fixed your pretty panties and then pulled your dress back down.

He leaned over you, giving you one soft kiss before sitting up and patting the table.

"Alright, up up missy. You look like sex and you have a speech to deliver in about an hour and a half." He said softly, you slowly sat up, groaning as you slid your shoes on and he led you upstairs.

"Don’t worry, princess. This won't be the last time." He whispered as you entered the elevator to greet your new family and friends.

Distractions

Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton

Prompt: Natasha is still haunted by memories from the infamous red room. Clint offers his complete support and helps take her mind off of it.

Warnings: some emotional stuff, some sexual stuff too

Words: 2.4k

Note: I called Clint a marksman somewhere in here and some people may think it's wrong but Ive always considered archers to be marksmen. Also the characters are both poorly written in my opinion but I'd love feedback

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Natasha sat in her room, door shut, lights off, it was completely dark, around 2 in the morning. She hasn’t been able to sleep since she saw the date for today. She excused herself from the group she was having fun with and simply went up to her floor to lie down and mope to herself.

Clearly she can’t be alone in her own mind. She heard an elevator ding signaling someone's presence. She didn’t sit up or even look that way.

There was a dip in the bed and that's when she turned her head and smiled when she saw who it was.

Steve sat there, smiling and just rubbing her arm. "I noticed you weren't in such a good mood, wanna tell me what's going on Romanoff?" He asked quietly, lips in a tight line as he looked at her. Natasha smiled and shook her head, pursing her lips and shifting to face him.

"It's just. The date is a marker for when I became... Whatever thing I am now." She sighed, looking up at him and patting his arm gently. "I don't really want to talk about it."

Steve nodded and stood up to take his leave, giving her a firm pat on the arm. "I'll send Clint up here in a minute, I'm going to go back down to talk to Tony and Bruce." He said quietly, taking one last look at Natasha before leaving the room. She let out a sigh and stood up, walking to her dresser and pulling out a t shirt and a pair of fluffy pajama bottoms. She quickly stripped and redressed before laying back down, pushing her comforter down to the foot of the bed and laying down under the sheet. There was a quiet tap on her door before it opened and an all too familiar face peeked in.

"Hey there Nat. Steve told me to come talk to you, is everything alright?" He asked quietly, as if he spoke too loud it would break something. Natasha rolled on her side to face Clint and pat the spot beside her on her bed. The marksman came in and shut the door softly before walking over.

When he sat down he laid back against the headboard and laid his legs out in front of him. Natasha scooted closer and laid her head on Clint’s thigh.

Their relationship had always been questioned by others, they weren't really sure what they were either. They acted like a couple, went out on dates sometimes, kissed and cuddled, and sometimes things got a little hot between them as well. There have been several occasions where the both of them have shown up for training littered in scratch marks and bruises from nights before. So they had a complicated relationship to say the least.

Clint took Natasha's hair down from the messy ponytail it was in and combed his fingers through her hair slowly. Natasha instantly relaxed against him and sighed. "Thank you, Clint. For coming up here and checking on me, I'm glad I’ve met you. Its just. The day I didn’t realize what it was so when I found out I was hit instantly with remembrance of what I've become. Who I've become. I'm so glad I've become who I am otherwise I wouldn’t have met you and I wouldn't have been able to become so happy but I always wonder what if I had just been normal?" Natasha rambled on and Clint simply listened and played with her hair. When she finished he looked down at her and smiled, letting his hand trail down to cup her cheek.

Natasha smiled and leaned up, reaching up with one delicate hand to comb through Clint’s hair on the back of his head. Her fingers tangled in suddenly and she pulled him down into a slow kiss. There wasn't any heat behind it just soft, passionate kissing.

Clint pulled away with a throaty chuckle and looked at Natasha despite it being dark in the room enough light was in there for them to see each other.

"Nat, I am so lucky to have met you. You make me so undeniably happy and I hate to see you in such a low spot. I understand that today is a rough day for you but I'm here for you and I wont leave until you need me to. But right now you need someone here and that is gonna be me until you are sick and tired of it. I'm here to listen, comfort, and distract you from your pain in any way needed." Clint whispered sweetly, pressing his forehead to hers and wrapping a large hand around hers as it came up to touch the side of his face. All at once Natasha pulled Clint into another kiss, this time holding fire and desire in it.

Clint blindly reached around behind him until he found the lamp and turned it on. The sudden light made Natasha pull away and smile at him. "I want to be able to actually see you while I cause a distraction." Clint smiled as he shifted so Natasha laid on her back and Clint hovered over her.

They kissed for a long while, Natasha would nibble and bite on Clint’s bottom lip to pull out deep groans and grunts from the man above her. His hands ran over her sides and to her hips then up her legs that had wrapped around his waist. His hands wandered to her knees then came back up to her sides underneath her shirt. Clint pulled away to sit back on his knees between her legs, his rough hands gently massaged and caressed Natasha's pale breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before he began to pinch and tease her sensitive nipples.

Natasha's back arched into the stimulation and her eyes fluttered shut, her small hands gripped his large wrists to have something to hold on to while he touched her. Out of everyone she's ever been with he's the only one who stuck around long enough to learn exactly how to unwind her. She didn't understand why he stayed but she's more than thankful for it every day they spend together. Natasha sat up and ripped her shirt over her head before laying back down to let Clint continue his assault on her torso. He leaned down over her body to place a wet kiss right under her jaw, followed by on her collar bone, then he paused right below the collarbone to suck a dark purple bruise into the pale skin.

Clint always loves marking Natasha, he thinks that the dark purples, blues, and reds all look beautiful compared to her skin as white as cream. He loved how they made her body shiver and rather than snarky remarks he pulls beautiful moans from between her cherry red lips. He loved pleasing Natasha, he would spend hours teasing her and making her feel the best she ever has before.

Clint continued his kisses, kissing between the soft breasts before going off to the side and swirling his tongue around the perky nipple, then closing his lips around it to suck on the skin softly. He let His teeth slowly and carefully scrape over the sides before he pulled away and smirked as he saw the heaving breaths Natasha was taking. Whenever he stopped the assassin would lift her head up with a pout, followed by a whine from the back of her throat.

Natasha swirled her hips around and pushed them up against Clint's. Even through the soft material of her pants and his sweat pants she felt a jolt of pleasure spark through her abdomen. She impatiently ran her hands under his shirt and tugged it up and off. Immediately her eyes landed on his chest and his arm, Natasha always loved his tattoos, she loved to admire them and take her time to kiss over the soft inked skin. Just as she went to flip them over to appreciate his body Clint put a firm hand on her chest and leaned down again.

"I know you like to take control, princess. But tonight is about you. Im going to make sure you see how perfect I think you are no matter what your past consists of." He whispered against the soft skin of her flat stomach. Natasha bit her lip and relaxed, slowly calming herself down and taking a deep breath in before closing her eyes and letting herself be pleasured.

Clint took this as an okay and pulled her fuzzy fox print pajama bottoms off and tossed them aside. His lips traced over the faint mark of her abs and left more hickeys on the smooth skin before kissing down to her hips where he barely bit the jutted out hip bone and sucked in a mark as well. Natasha's hips jerked roughly with every kiss and bite, she was practically grinding her now exposed clit against his jaw. Clint snickered at her impatience and wrapped his tan hands around her thighs before diving in and moaning against her clit as he finally tasted her.

Natasha let out a very audible squeal and immediately her back arched, her bright eyes rolled back, her thighs clenched around Clint’s head, and her long nails scratched his scalp as she pulled his hair roughly. Clint only let out another moan against her, looking up her body at Natasha blissed out face. She let out quiet moans, she usually wasn’t that loud in bed until it came to Clint’s fingers.

Rather than jumping straight to his fingers Clint decided to continue lapping at her swollen clit, flicking his tongue against the nerves and smirking as Natasha's hips arched up against his face. She mumbled random nonsense, which Clint zoned in on.

"Oh fuck... Fuck fuck fuck Clint... Oh my god-fuck-" Nat panted and let out a surprised squeal when suddenly Clint’s middle finger pushed into her all the way to the last knuckle. Her body froze as he continued sucking and licking over her clit, his finger slowly pumped a couple of times before suddenly curling up all at once which made Natasha lock up and let out a loud moan from the sudden intense pleasure rather than the dull, constant pleasure from his tongue.

Suddenly all of her senses were heightened, Clint continued quickly curling his finger inside of her while his tongue flicked back and forth across her clit. She felt as if it were too much yet still not enough.

Clint was relentless, he wasn't slowing down at all. He added a second finger to Natasha and curled them both, Natasha felt a tight knot curl up in her abdomen. Her hips thrusted against the pleasure and bucked erratically. Clint pressed a hand down on her pelvis which caused Natasha to clamp down all at once and and keep Clint’s fingers inside of her. His tongue worked against her as her walls clenched and unclenched through her orgasm as it ripped through her. She hadn’t had an orgasm this powerful in over a month, some juices leaked around Clint’s strong fingers. Finally she relaxed and looked down at Clint who had pulled away and sucked his fingers clean.

He kissed up Natasha's body and licked his lips before kissing her softly. "Do you have the energy for one more, Natasha? If not that is perfectly fine we can go and get in a bath and then come back in here and cuddle until you fall asleep." Clint began rambling this time, Natasha giggled and kissed him again with a satisfied hum.

"I can go again, but I'd rather you let me have a taste of you." She rasped, sitting up and urging Clint to lie back. He wasn't going to complain at all so he followed as she said and lifted his hips as she tugged down his sweatpants.

Natasha wasn’t in the mood to tease so she looked up through her long lashes as she gripped Clint at the base and slowly sank down. She had to pull back about halfway down and push her hair back before sinking down once more, this time closing her eyes and taking a steady breath through her nose as she allowed her throat to relax. Her gag reflex tried to tighten around the head of Clint’s cock but Natasha had to force herself to fight it and take him down all the way.

Clint let his head fall back and a groan fall from his lips, his hand came up to Natasha's hair to push it back and grip it tight. Natasha hummed a little as she pulled back, saliva dripping down the shaft slowly. She then suctioned her lips tightly around the swollen tip before sinking back down, Clint jerked his head up to watch Natasha as he moaned again. His eyes fluttered just as she glanced up and sank all the way down again.

Natasha continued this steady pace until Clint was grinding his hips up into her. Finally Natasha pulled off and looked up with wide eyes. "You can fuck my face, Clint. You know that." She smiled, he grinned and pulled her back to his cock. She opened her mouth and slid just past the tip into her mouth then let Clint take control from there.

The archer pulled her down a bit more before thrusting his hips up into her mouth, once he got used to the feeling he let himself thrust faster. Clint moaned and let himself go, his muscles were pulled taut and he felt his climax building all too quick. Natasha knew this and waited patiently, adding in soft moans as he hit the back of her throat. His thighs tensed and pulled up just a little bit as his head fell back hard against the pillows.

He couldn't form proper words but Natasha felt the pulsing cock and closed her lips around it just as she felt the hot, salty cum shoot out and land on her tongue and even down her throat. It kept going and once he was done she pulled away, she swallowed everything in her mouth and stuck her tongue out at him. Clint smiled and reached up, cupping her face and stroking over her cheek.

"I hope you don’t think we're done yet, I'm gonna be distracting you all day." Clint said with a wink.

Steve Rogers & Tony Stark 18+

✴ Prompt: N/A

✴✴ Warnings: Smut, teasing, gay smut

✴✴ Word Count: 3101 (smut starts a little less than half way through)

✴✴ Notes: This is an AU in which Peter is their adopted son, obviously this is pre endgame

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It had been a long day, to say the least. Steve came inside, he slid off his shoes at the door and marched up the stairs and into his room. Tony was down stairs cooking with Peter who is about to head out for a camping trip with his friends. So Tony and Steve have the house all to themselves for a week and a half.

Steve set his shield down in the room, propping it up against the wall before he walked into their closet, pulling out a grey t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. He tossed his dirty suit into a hamper and went to the bathroom to scrub his face clean. The plus side about the suit was despite the sweat he never really got noticeably dirty except his face. So he cleaned off the dirt and went downstairs. He'd take a shower later.

Once he got into the kitchen he came up behind Tony and leaned down to kiss his cheek, then came up to Peter and gave him a tight hug, kissing the side of his head before letting him go. They all fell into the usual go about of things, Tony let Steve take over with cooking, Tony washed dishes as they needed them, and Peter would put away dishes and hand Steve whatever he needed. It was a simple routine honestly. Tony and Steve would discuss their days at the table, Peter would tell them what happened at school that day or the latest gossip

"Are you going to be here for dinner, son?" Tony asked Peter, glancing up with a raised brow quickly before looking down at the nearly empty sink. The angelic boy nodded quickly, setting his phone down and looking at his dad with a smile. "Yes sir I am. I'll have to leave right after though so I wont be able to help out." He explained before he got a text, Peter glanced at it and smiled.

"Actually, Ned said he's ready to leave now if you two are okay with that." He said as he began to stand up. Steve set the spoon he was using to the side and looked up at Peter. "Of course its okay, son. We know where you are, you'll have your suit ready just in case, and we trust Ned. Be sure to keep in touch." He said, Tony nodding behind him.

Peter came up and hugged the both of them, kissing their cheeks before heading upstairs to grab his bags and head out to Neds.

Steve and Tony fell into a comfortable silence before Cap got bored.

"How was your day, Tony?" He asked as he worked on the sauce for spaghetti. Tony dried the last dish and came to prop himself on the counter beside the stove.

"It was really good. I got to talk to Harley today, and Wade too. I saw Natasha while I went to get some groceries." He said with a smile. Steve couldn't help the fond smile as he stepped to the side and leaned forward, quickly kissing Tony's lips. It was supposed to be a simple, gentle kiss.

However, clearly Tony had other plans. When Cap went to pull back Tony grabbed onto his tight shirt, not pulling but just holding him where he was. He attempted to eagerly deepen the already hot kiss but Steve pulled away with a smirk.

Tony gave a childish pout, Steve was the only person who could see him like this. He was relaxed, truly calm. He truly trusted Rogers with his whole heart.

Steve booped his nose and went back to the sauce, stirring it and adding cilantro. "That’s for later Tony, after I've showered." He said quickly as he pulled out two plates and two wine glasses. Tony smiled wide and sat up, clearing his throat and hopping off the counter.

He took the glasses and helped set up the table, then sat in his usual seat right next to Steve's. Said man brought in the pot of pasta and sauce, followed by two bottles of wine. White and red.

Tony took the wine and poured himself a glass of white and Steve a glass of red. Steve plated the dinner and gave a warm smile as he sat down.

Throughout dinner Tony and Steve calmly talked about their day, not saying much but enough to fill the silence. Then the conversation got more bold and flirtatious as the bottles slowly emptied.

"Steve, remember the first time we had sex?" Tony asked, seemingly out of nowhere. Steve almost choked on his food, clearing his throat and turning his head to look at Tony with wide blue eyes.

He regained his composure, putting on his usual charming smile. "Of course I do. It was in your room at your place. I showed up on your doorstep, right after a battle. You were so scared you had no clue what to do I mean hell it was well past midnight and a bleeding Captain America covered in soot and dirt showed up at your doorstep. You pulled me into your bathroom and ran me a bath. I remember being nervous to take my clothes off in front of you. Hell you ended up having to take my pants off for me since they were stuck to my leg." Steve chuckled fondly, shaking his head a bit before sipping his glass and pouring some more and continuing.

"You helped me into the tub, my hand was holding my crotch so you wouldn’t see it while I was getting in. Once I was in the water I relaxed and calmed down while you washed me. You started with my hair, commenting on how soft it was even after all the damage it has taken. Then you washed my face and cleaned all the cuts. You cleaned all of me, making a few naughty jokes to lighten the mood. Then when you dried me off you had me wait on your bed for some clothes. So I sat naked all except for a damp towel on my lap so I didn’t soak your sheets. I remember falling asleep at some point. I had a dream, and it wasn't a pleasant one at all. I woke up clutching your arms, practically screaming. When I saw you I instantly calmed down. You gave me a pair of joggers and we ended up cuddling while watching a movie. Well. One thing led to another. And so yeah." Steve finished quickly, face heating up at the memory of Tony's face as he bounced on Steve's lap.

He jerked out of his brain when he felt Tony reach over and grab his thigh, squeezing it softly before letting go and standing up. Only then did Steve realize that he was completely finished.

Steve suddenly decided he couldn't eat anymore and set his plate in the sink. He put the wine away and chugged his glass down before heading upstairs where he saw Tony go.

Once Steve walked into the room he heard the shower running and saw a little bit of steam coming out. He walked in and saw Tony, brushing his teeth and looking in the mirror. He saw Steve and smiled, "Coming to shower with me, baby?" He asked sweetly, pulling his shirt off before turning around to look at Steve.

Steve smiled and nodded, walking into the hot bathroom and pulling off his shirt. Tony was transfixed on his arms, the way his muscles rippled as he pulled his clothes off. Tony eagerly got on the counter again, smiling at Steve. "Come here sweet heart. I want a kiss." He made grabby hands to Steve, swinging his legs and tilting his head. Steve smirked and stood between them, hands resting on Tony's strong thighs.

They leaned towards each other at the same time, lips meeting in a gentle kiss. Tony’s hand resting on Steve's jaw, pulling him closer whilst Steve’s hands rested on Tony's waist. They pulled each other as close as they could get together, and only paused when Tony pawed at Steve's hips where the joggers still rested. He smirked and hooked his fingers underneath the elastic band, snatching them down over the plump curve of Steve's ass and down his muscular thighs.

As Tony leaned in for another kiss he smirked as their lips brushed. Mumbling a quick "That is America's ass." Before giving it a firm slap and smirking against Steve's soft lips. He felt rather than heard the sharp gasp before he was being lifted up, thankfully he was already naked as Steve carried him into the shower and closed the door.

Steve pressed Tony against the wall, groaning into his mouth as he pressed their hips together. They obviously couldn't get hard nearly as fast as they used to but they enjoyed the steady build up of pleasure. Steve carefully let Tony down before sitting on the cool shower bench and looking at his lover with a smirk.

Tony got the message and dropped to his knees, this was his favourite part. He loved watching and feeling Steve grow as he sucked him off.

Steve's head thunked back against thick glass as Tony took his semi-hard shaft into his hot mouth. His strong hand grabbed Tony's dark hair and led him into a fair paced bob, closing his eyes and letting out the faintest of groans. He wasn’t always a loud person, he would groan but mostly just bite his lip and listen to Tony's moans of pleasure.

Tony smiled as he felt blood rush to Steve's cock, hardening it quickly. Before long Tony had trouble sucking it all, he had to force himself to breathe through his nose and open his throat a bit to allow Steve to be fully sheathed in his mouth.

Every time Tony deep-throated Steve he had the same reaction, he'd always look down to look into Tony's eyes, hips twitching and lip forced between his teeth.

Tony hummed a little and reached up, he continued bobbing his head as he grabbed one of Steve's perk, pink nipples and gently rolled it between his tan fingers, rubbing over the tip of it before squeezing it again.

Steve couldn’t help the surprised moan as his hips jerked towards Tony and his back arched. His thighs were tense as he tried to force himself to breathe properly again and hold back.

Tony pulled up with a satisfying pop before he gave Steve a smirk. "Aw, are these still sensitive dear?" He teased, using both hands to tug and rub at Steve's nipples. He let out a hiss of pleasure and his back arched towards the pleasure again.

Suddenly Steve grabbed Tony’s wrists in one large hand and pressed him against the wall, standing up and pressing their chests together. Tony blushed and looked up at the smirking Steve.

Steve suddenly grabbed Tony's throat with his free hand, giving a firm squeeze that made Tony's legs tremble.

"So, you wanna play games, huh? Then you won’t get this sweet cock in you at all until you apologize and beg for it." Steve practically growled, leaning close to Tony, breathing it into his ear before he let go and quickly moved to turn Tony around.

"Are you going to apologize now my dear?" He asked softly, finger tip grazing down Tony's spine making him shiver and arch his back. He let it trail down to Tony's hole, rubbing against it but not pushing in.

Tony, being the brat he is turned to look back at Steve in his peripheral. "No." He said simply, sticking his tongue out but desperately pushing his hips back against the finger prodding at his hole.

"Fine. I can do this all day baby boy." He smirked and pushed in a long finger, Tony gasped and tensed a little at the shock but relaxed and bit his lip to hide his whimper.

Steve gripped his own aching cock and began to touch himself as he fingered Tony. He added in his second finger and arched it to push directly against Tony's prostate.

The shaking man let out a gasp and pushed back against Steve’s fingers, he replied by pulling them both out entirely. "Apologize. Or I'll leave you like this all night. Dangling on the edge but never once getting to cum." Steve threatened.

Tony gulped down his pride, one hand shooting back to find Steve's and grip his hand tightly. He cracked and closed his eyes, licking his lips before opening his eyes again.

"Okay okay Steve, fuck-Steve... I’m sorry for teasing you about your.. Your nipples being so sensitive I uh-" he had to pause to catch his breath when Steve let go of his own shaft to push two fingers back into Tony's hole.

"You what? Tony. Don't leave it like that." Steve teased, smirking at Tony’s determined look.

"I'm really sorry and please dear god fuck the day lights out of me before I do it myself Steve Jesus Christ I'm practically dripping over here don’t leave me like this please!" Tony begged all in one breath, gasping as Steve curved his strong fingers again and massaged over Tony's prostate.

Tony let out a long moan at the feeling while Steve pushed in a third finger, still rubbing against his prostate.

Tony bit back a whimper as he felt the pressure building up. His breaths were shallow as he suddenly bucked against the cool wall, gasping loudly as the shower sprayed away the sticky wet substance he just released. Steve seemed genuinely appalled at this, but soon he smirked a devilish smirk.

Tony whimpered as Steve continued rubbing against his swollen prostate, "Come on, baby boy. I've made you cum multiple times I know you can do this." He smirked and stood up from where he was kneeled behind Tony. He gave a soft slap to Tony's ass, watching as it jiggled gently.

"Come on Tony, kneel over the bench." He smiled and helped his lover into position. Tony smiled a little as he finally caught his breath and looked back at Steve.

Currently he was rubbing the blunt head of America's cock against his ready hole. Tony groaned and pushed his hips back a little, pushing Steve's fat head into himself.

They both let out a groan, Tony trembling and Steve gripping his hips in an iron hold. Slowly, Steve eased himself into Tony fully. He let out a breath and at the save time Tony began rocking his hips, knocking the wind out of Steve.

After he regained himself Steve gripped Tony's hips tighter and began thrusting, biting his plump lip as he did so. Tony however wasn't silent at all, he let out loud, feminine moans.

Steve gripped Tony's hair and used it as leverage to thrust faster. Tony looked back with a challenge. "I said fuck me Steve not make love to me god dammit! Fuck me like I'm your dirty fucking whore! Give me that cock sir oh good god-" Tony began blabbering nonsense after that because Steve did as he told him to and snapped his hips forward, pushing into him as deep as he could possibly go. His shaft rubbed against Tony's prostate as he thrusted making Tony's legs tremble and threaten to give out so Steve did what any boyfriend would do when giving their lover the best dick they've ever had.

He pulled out and lifted Tony easily, pressing him against the wall and wrapping Tony's legs around him. Steve pushed back in and he swore Tony thought he saw God himself. In this position Tony felt tighter and he felt Steve deeper inside him. His eyes rolled back as he gripped onto Steve, who was thrusting into him at a punishing speed. He leaned forward to bite and suck on Tony's neck, leaving a dark purple bruise on the side.

Tony whimpered softly, his cock throbbing between them. Steve smiled and gripped it, still thrusting as he began to quickly get Tony off, his hips and left arm moving quickly.

Tony let his head fall back as he let out a loud moan, trembling against Steve and digging his nails into Steve's firm back.

Without warning yet again Tony gasped as he came, it shot between them and coated their stomachs and chests, Steve didn't slow down at all. The water from the shower was cold by now but neither one of them cared, Steve held Tony up as he thrusted harder.

Steve felt his balls tighten as he pressed all the way into Tony he let out his first true moan of the night as he came hot and heavy into Tony, they both shivered as they felt it leak out just a bit between Steve's dick and Tony's tight hole. 

Slowly Steve pulled out, groaning and setting Tony down on the bench. He carefully washed him, using a wash cloth and gentle soap that smelled like vanilla.

Steve smirked as he kneeled down to help clean off Tony's thighs but saw he was so stretched it was already leaking out quickly and getting sprayed off the bench. He glanced up at Tony and grinned, leaning forward to gently lick over Tony's stretched hole. He heard the man squeak softly and his hand rest in Steve's hair. He was debating whether to pull Steve closer or push him away.

Sadly he chose the latter, Steve backed off as soon as he felt the gentle pressure on his head and looked up at Tony with a warm smile. "I’m sorry baby, you know sometimes I can hardly help myself." Steve said sweetly, standing up and turning off the water. He grabbed them two towels and began drying Tony off, once he was as dry as he'd get Steve dried himself off and carried Tony into the bedroom. He tossed their wet towels to the side and pulled a tired Tony under the warm blankets.

The shorter man instantly pulled Steve against him to cuddle against his tan chest. Steve wrapped their legs together and laid his head on Tony's shoulder, careful of his chest. He leaned up to quickly kiss Tony’s cheek before settling back down.

"Hey, Steve?" Tony asked after a few seconds.

"...Yeah?" A groggy Steve answered.

"I love you. And your sensitive nipples."

"Go to sleep. Asshole."

"Language."