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Tony Stark/Iron Man (boots_of_lead) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-16 00:00:00

Entry tags:

thirteen, tony stark

Who: Tony Stark and Thirteen
Where: Somewhere deep in the Stark inner sanctum
When: Late Friday evening
Why: Because Tony apologized. Let's see what happens.
Rating: Smut is promised. Hide the kiddies

The room was practically dark aside from a the light from the drafting table and the blue glow from the apparatus on Tony's chest through the tank top he wore. He was bent over the desk, pencil in hand as he used the T square to draw lines here and there, connecting points in the giant piece of blue print paper. "No, wait...ah, crap," he said as he reached for his eraser and took away one of the lines, brushed away the shavings and attempted to redraw the line the way it should go. Tony hadn't spoken much to Thirteen aside from the exchange about his gifts. It was all well and good that he didn't. He'd already said too much, and so he'd done just as he always did: retreat to his usual solitude and kept himself busy working.

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notunlucky
2008-02-16 05:11 am UTC (link)

After they'd had their little discussion about getting her to stay, she felt.. different. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but she noticed he'd been staying away. For once she decided not think about what she was doing, and went to go find him. She was wearing his shirt, one of the more dressier ones she found, with nothing else on underneath.

When she found him in his study, she came up behind him and put her hand down on his shoulder. "... Tony.."

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boots_of_lead
2008-02-16 05:31 am UTC (link)

He barely lifted his head from his work, but his eyebrows lifted as the tip of his tongue poked out of the corner of his mouth. "Hmm?" Fingers drew fine lines on the paper then added inch dimensions underneath them. Tony thought he could hold some resolve over himself if he didn't make eye contact. He was having a hard time looking her in hers lately.

"Do you need something?" he asked as he switched pencils to another broader one and started shading an area on the paper.

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notunlucky
2008-02-16 05:36 am UTC (link)

She wasn't quite sure if he really didn't want to see her or whether he was just acting like he didn't. But either way she was going to have to work harder. "Um.. no.. not really.. I just.." she didn't know how to explain herself, so she did the next best thing. She came around to the front of him and put her hand on his cheek, caressing it a little with her thumb.

"... Tony.."

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boots_of_lead
2008-02-16 05:51 am UTC (link)

He was about to dismiss her and bend closer to the desk to examine his work when she touched his face. There wasn't much he could do but comply when she blocked him from his distraction, his hand laying the pencil down and looking up at her now. She was wearing his shirt, and it managed to draw a slight smile from him. "Suppose a face to face belated Valentine's Day greeting is called for right now." His other hand, having laid the ruler to the side, started at her bare knee and crept softly up her thigh to rest just under the curve of her ass.

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notunlucky
2008-02-16 06:00 am UTC (link)

Remy smiled slightly back at him, glad that he was looking up at her. Her fingers traced over his jaw and she nodded, "I'd like that.." her breath caught in her throat when he started to touch her. "But.. I want.. to go slow.. please.." she was actually saying please. Go figure. She moved forward so that she was completely in front of him then, and then slid down to sit on his lap, straddling him. Her other hand came up to his other cheek, and she kissed him, nice and slow, but hard.

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boots_of_lead
2008-02-16 06:30 am UTC (link)

He'd long since dropped the pencil and let it clatter to the floor ad he leaned back in the chair, his hands on her waist as if guiding her onto his lap. Slow? That was something not usually in his repertoire, but Tony didn't mind filling her request. "Happy...Valentine's Day...Remy," he said between kisses. His shirt rode up on her hips, and he could feel that she lacked panties as his hands roamed over her thighs and underneath. "I could do better in bed." He arched up slowly between her thighs as broke the kiss and sucked on her earlobe.

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notunlucky
2008-02-16 06:35 am UTC (link)

"Happy Valentine's Day, Tony.." she whispered in his ear as he broke the kiss. She just wanted to feel his hands all over her instead of just getting right down to it, wanting to explore every inch of him. Her eyes shut as he sucked on her earlobe, and she made a soft whimpering sound. "Then take me to bed.." then she kissed him again, just as slowly as the first time, sucking on his tongue and groaning into his mouth.

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boots_of_lead
2008-02-16 06:51 am UTC (link)

It wouldn't take long before he'd be painfully hard and unable to carry her to the bedroom, so he woefully broke the kiss again just as he let out a loud groan to match her own. He was wondering what had her in this kind of mood, thinking it had something to do with the combination of asking her to not leave and being exceptionally sweet to her, albeit a bit aloof.

Kicking the chair back from the desk, he wrapped his arms around her, one at her waist and one along her shoulders, and held her close to him, the glowing metal pressing into her through his tank top. Picking her up, he carried her over to the bed, depositing her with ease before crawling on after her.

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notunlucky
2008-02-16 06:56 am UTC (link)

That was pretty much what did it. She put her arms around him to hold on as he picked her up to carry her to the bedroom. She kissed at his neck lightly as they moved, her face pressed against the curve of his throat, breathing him in. Her hand moved over his chest, just above the glowing metal. She still wanted to ask. But she could do that later.

When he laid her down on the bed, she sat up only enough so that she could pull him on top of her. Her hands tugged at the tank top, sliding it upwards so she could take it off of him. Once it was gone, she ran her hands over his skin, her mouth pressing kisses against his shoulder.

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boots_of_lead
2008-02-16 07:08 am UTC (link)

Relenting, he ducked his head and lifted his arms enough for her to pull the tank top off, the metal disc protruded slightly from his chest about an inch, though it looked practically melded to his body. Fingers flicked the buttons apart on the shirt and parted the fabric, shucking it off of her. His muscles shifted in response to her touches as he lay on her, his groin rubbing between her legs as he took the time to kiss over her shoulders and neck, his tongue darting out to taste her and soothe the small nips to her flesh.

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notunlucky
2008-02-16 07:15 am UTC (link)

Her hands slid over his body, up his chest, and then back down his shoulders and then his back, fingers digging in slightly. Once the shirt was off, she sat up enough so that they were pressed together, every inch of her was touching him, just the way she wanted. Fingertips traced over the lines in his hips as hers rocked up to meet his. She exposed her neck to him quite gratefully as her legs slid open for him. Her tongue teased and tasted his shoulder, down one arm before she moved to the other side.

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boots_of_lead
2008-02-16 07:28 am UTC (link)

Sliding his tongue down the column of her throat, he sucked gently on the center, his arms underneath her, almost cradling her body against his as he moved downwards. His mouth explored sucking on the curves and swell of her breasts before swirling the tip of his tongue around her nipple, drawing it into his mouth, sucking once, and released it. After licking all the way down to her navel, he sat up and crawled off the bed to take off his pants and boxers, letting them pool on the floor before joining her again. "Wet for me?" he asked as he ran two fingers down between her legs, parting her enough to brush over her clit, his body kneeling between her knees.

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notunlucky
2008-02-16 07:34 am UTC (link)

She knew it would be good, she just didn't know it would be this good. He was driving her crazy in all the right places. She gasped and moaned here and there when he hit a spot on her body that she liked more then the others. For some reason when he kissed against her stomach, she gasped and her eyes rolled back. His fingers teased her open, and she could barely nod, "Very.." she whispered. "I'm sure you can feel it.. fuck, Tony.." her back arched up off the bed as she squirmed underneath him. As bad as she wanted it at that moment, she wanted him to keep drawing it out, just like that.