TonyxJarvis

"Sir, your secret deliveries have arrived," Jarvis said in his accurate british voice. Tony was all alone in his room on valentines day without the presence of a significant other. He was feeling a little down until he heard the voice of his one loyal friend announce the arrival of his purchases. "Ooh! My dildos are here!" He sang. "Please bring them to my bedroom, Jarvis."

"Yes, sir."

At the sound of his voice, Tony felt a little tingling in his insides. "Jarvis… Call me sir again?"

"Sir."

"Again! Again!"

"Sir. Sir."

At this moment, Tony's cock had hardened tremendously. His wonderful creation had aroused him so. "Oh, Jarvis," he sighed as another robot transported the box of dildos to his room. Tony ripped the box open and picked a particularly long and thick red dildo to accompany him in bed. He peeled his clothes off of himself and settled in the middle of his supremely expensive satin sheets. "You've been a bad program, haven't you, Jarvis?"

"No, sir."

"Goddamn it, Jarvis, just play along!"

"Does not compute."

"Do I really have to activate that bit of your programming myself? Alright! Activate code dove-three-four-nine-six-slash-four-two!"

"Oh, yes, sir." Jarvis' voice immediately took on a more raspy and sultry tone. Tony grinned. "Bad robots get to do bad things," Tony mumbled as he spread lube all over the dildo. "Position the sexual object at your excremental orifice," Jarvis commanded. Tony rolled his eyes but complied. "Jarvis," he moaned as he laid back and allowed the red length to breach his body. "Sir, you've been a bad, bad boy," Jarvis teased. Tony groaned in response. "You need a real artificial intelligence computer program to teach you a lesson. Push the dildo into your orifice, then hold it there." Tony responded without a moment's hesitation. He then trembled in anticipation. "Talk dirty to me, Jarvis."

"Pull that dildo all the way out, then push it back in again."

"Jarvis! Oh, Jarvis!"

"Pull that dildo all the way out, then push it back in again."

"Um… Okay."

"Pull that dildo all the way out, then push it back in again."

"JARVIS! I programmed you to do better than that!"

"Alright, sir. Piston the dildo in and out of your fleshed orifice at will. Do you like that, Iron Man? Do you like the sound of my voice sending blood to your sexual organs? I believe the answer is affirmative, Sir. You cannot live without me. Now, release your active sex cells with inconsistant force onto your anterior abdomen."

"Oh, god," Tony moaned as he came all over his bare stomach. A few moments passed in a hazy silence. "Deactivate code dove-three-four-nine-six-slash-four-two," he slurred. His head swung to its side and discovered that, right at his door, stood Steve. He was holding flowers and a box of chocolates, his face not disguising the fact that he was desperately trying to hold in his laughter. "Bad time?" Steve inquired. Tony nodded in embarrassment.