The Owning Of A Miko
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Summary: They each owned her in their own way and she loved it. Drabbles.
AN: Not to sure if this will be okay with the TOS if it's not it will be posted on An Archive Of Our Own just in case. That being said I have MUCH more posted on Archive then I do here so please do check it out.
Tony Stark
He was a vain man, he prided himself on being a ladies' man and with dark humor, she knew why. He knew just how to touch her, making her toes curl, and the most sinful noises fall from her throat. He made her do things she never would have even dreamed of, say things that were not becoming of the Shikon Miko.
She loved it.
The feel of his hands on her body, his searing kisses, the way his eyes would practically burn into her. She was his, and he didn't like it when others touched his things.
It made it all worth it, even his smug smirks and knowing grins.
He was after Tony Stark, the smug bastard.