Break-up Sex | Tony Stark x F! Reader
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Peter and Y/N had been together for more than four years and had been dating the summer before she started working for SHIELD and Avengers. Since then, they’d done everything together until the last two months. She had loved him so much – every moment spent on and off the field. But when everything goes so right, it is a prefigurement of everything going wrong. And the turning point of their relationship was the reappearance of his high school love MJ. From never leaving each other’s side to we- don’t- talk -anymore had been the progress they made in the last six months. He had decided to put her in the same state, as he was five years ago when MJ had left him. Y/n felt this was worse than what he had suffered for he didn’t break up straight away. Rather he kept her around showcasing that high school friends were more interesting to hang out with.
As she sat in the airless car, Ned’s words rang in her ears – If I were you, I would back off. It’s better than suffering this way. Grief swept her as she missed the guy who was never going to come back.
Y/n pushed open the unlocked door, comfortably walking into the house unannounced. She had been here many times when they didn’t have any missions. The team had termed it officially as the vacation house. Would this be my last time here?
She walked across the hall towards the French doors that opened to the patio and the bright blue pool.
Tony must have sensed her arrival because he stopped mi-stroke, pushed his wet hair out of his eyes and stared at her with confusion. She had impure thoughts about Tony before. She couldn’t help herself and tried not to feel guilty about them. They were just harmless fantasies, she had kept saying to herself, and were kept safe in her mind.
“Y/N?”
“Hey Mr Stark, didn’t Peter tell you I was coming over?”
He shook his head. “He’s inside. On a call.” Well, this very much explained why he wasn’t where he had texted her to meet. He beckoned her towards the pool. Y/n walked to the edge and crouched down.
“Is everything alright between you two?” Her stomach clenched at the question.
“No,” she said almost in a whisper.
He nodded. “I shouldn’t be saying this but... you should end it.” Tears brimmed in her eyes and she couldn’t respond. “He’s not ready to understand that whatever he is doing is hurting you. He’s at a point in his life where he’s extremely selfish, and he’s not going to get better. At least not for a while. He’s taking you for granted and things won’t go right even if you stick to him, unfortunately, I’m speaking this from experience. You deserve better than this.”
Y/n swallowed thickly and nodded at him. She opened her mouth to tell him that she was here for the same reason but he continued talking.
“I know this all sounds terrible. What a horrible dad am I, telling you to break up with his son -”
“No, you aren’t.” She cut him off. “I came here to bring closure to us. You are right.”
They turned their gaze towards the doors as they opened and Peter stood in the shade.
“Hurry up Y/N, I need to leave in ten minutes,” Peter said, settling into one of the cushioned chairs.
“That’s my cue to leave,” Tony muttered, getting out of the pool, grabbing a towel and disappearing into the house.
Y/n felt gutted as he walked away. Tony came in as soon as Peter left. As she swallowed the lump in her throat, he moved toward her, his arms spread open for a hug. She stepped into it eagerly and let him crush her against his chest.
“Four years and it meant nothing. All he said was fine,” she mumbled into his chest.
His arms wrapped tighter, and she closed her eyes, squeezing back the tears as his hand smoothed down the hair on the back of her head. He moved, shifting the position, and unexpected pleasure jolted through her. It was instantly followed by a wave of shame. He was only offering comfort and this was the most inappropriate time to get turned on. Yet she grew heavier each moment she was in his arms, wanting to get closer to him.
“Everything will go right... eventually.” He murmured.
Y/n pulled slightly just to meet his eyes, they were filled with anger yet relief. When his gaze slid down to her parted lips, she felt a surge from inside and without thinking - tiptoed and kissed him. He was taken aback and when he didn’t respond, she pulled back.
“I’m so sorry,” she stepped away, nearly losing her balance, and he drew her back to him.
“Y/N,” he whispered, looking into her eyes searching for something. “Is it because he left you?”
She didn't know what to answer. Even though she didn't know why she did it, she still wanted to do it.
“You know what, don't answer that.” He said tightening his grip around her waist. “I want you, even if it's one time or just a way for your release.” With that said he crashed the lips onto hers.
Pulling away for breath, she looked into his gaze and her stomach flipped and flopped like a dolphin. She could have never thought that Tony would want to see her as anything other-
All her thoughts were lost as he yanked the buttons of her thin shirt and palmed the curve of her breasts.
“Like that little one?” he whispered in her ear, “You have no idea the things I have always wanted to do to you.” Y/n moaned, arching into his touch.
Tony slid into one of the chairs and pulled her into his lap. Her fingers frantically tugged off her clothing, “I'm no grace,” she whispered, making him chuckle.
“I don't want grace. I like it when you are flustered,” he said tracing his fingers over the valley of her breasts, “Ripe like a fruit,” he tweaked one of her nipples, “to be devoured.”
“God, Tony,” she moaned as he latched his mouth to her scrumptious tits. He continued sucking, swirling his tongue around one nipple while his fingers pinched and tugged the other.
Y/n turned in his grip, straddling him, bringing herself right over the erection in his sweatpants. She rolled and rocked her hips, relishing the friction beneath.
Tony gripped her wait, halting the movements, and looked at her. “Aren’t you a little greedy?”
“I haven’t been spoiled for a long time. I need you inside me. Is that too much to ask?”
“Not at all,” he said, kissing her once again. He moved his hands, grabbed her thighs and got up, making her squeal into the kiss. Walking inside, he placed her over the kitchen island and slid a hand, cupping her between her thighs firmly, massaging her clit first and spreading the wet heat of her desire.
“I'm gonna cum,” she groaned. “That’s the whole idea of this,” he rasped, getting on his knees. His thumb rubbed and pressured her clit while his tongue swarmed in the pool of her wetness.
It took hardly a few minutes before she shuddered and shook above him. Her nails clawed at the marble as he relentlessly sucked and licked her pussy.
“Tony, please,” she whimpered after her body shuddered once again. The pleasure of his goatee scratching her sensitive skin as his mouth and tongue lavished her was too much to take.
A smug smile tainted his features when he stood up. “Peter didn’t do a good job,” he sounded disappointed as he pushed her body down on the island. He dropped his pants to his ankle, pumping himself as he enjoyed her naked form tantalisingly spread in front of him. Her body was still trembling as pulled her hips and lined up to her entrance. “Are you tired already?”
“I want you,” Y/n pouted, pushing up on her elbows.
“Relax little one, you aren’t walking out of this house until I give you three more orgasms at the least.”
Her eyes widened at his declaration and she opened her mouth to speak but his hands jerked her hips pulling her hard and deep into his thrust. She screamed when he pulled out and drove in once again.
His cock pumped fast, hard and deep. He moved inside her with a wild abandon that drove her insane. Pleasure notched higher, nearly unbearable, and she knew she was going to come. She’d wanted him for too long, dreamed of how it would be and the reality was much better than any fantasy. Just him hammering his cock inside her was enough to draw a climax from her.
“Fuck,” he groaned, throwing back his neck. “I knew you would be tight but…” The words died out as his cock twitched, his knees almost gave out and his body shook. “So. Fucking. Amazing,” he punctuated each word with a deep thrust.
Y/n could feel the heat seeping through her from the inside out as his hot semen as it filled her. Her emotions were a jumble when she propped up and caught sight of him. He was staring down, at where their bodies were connected, and his semen was dripping out of her.
“I like being inside you.”
“I love it too, Mr Stark,” she whispered, carefully reaching him while having him deep inside her. She pressed soft, gentle kisses on his forehead, cheeks and lips.
“I’m glad to hear that,” he laughed, nuzzling into her neck.
“Can we take the bed for the next round ?” she asked shyly wondering if he was going to keep his word.
Tony chucked, securing her legs around his waist and marched towards his room.
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