Tony and Natasha swayed slowly with the music. "See this isn't so bad," Tony claimed softly.

"I don't know what your intentions are, but you better rethink them Stark," Natasha snapped back. Tony smirked ever so slightly then pulled away.

"Natasha! I am offended you think I have any other intentions then dancing with a friend," Tony accused, now grinning widely. He leaned in and nibbled at her ear making her flinch, "And besides..." he whispered seductively into her ear, "If I wanted to fuck you, we'd have already made a mess of this hotel's sheets. "

Natasha began to dig her nails into his back as a warning. "Tony, if you even think about trying something, I will inflict more pain than you can imagine," Natasha hissed in his ear.

Tony continued to grin, "Mmm...baby. How'd you know I liked it rough?" Stark gropes Natasha's ass slightly, and when he hears her moan quietly he bites her neck.

Minutes Later

Tony slams open the door with such force he swears the entire hotel shook. Natasha moaned softly into his kiss and was desperately trying to unbutton his shirt. Stark laughed at her desperation, and pulled off her dress letting his eyes look her up and down. He licked his lips and grabbed at her panties, slidding them down to her ankles. Natasha was breathing heavily, so he slowly kissed his way up her legs.

Tony made eye contact with Natasha when his lips came in contact with the skin just below her "kitty". He gave her a few gentle kisses before latching his mouth on her clit. Natasha moaned loudly which inspired Tony to push a finger into her. Stark began to pump his finger before inserting another, Natasha moaned and tangled her hands in his hair.

About An Hour Later

The couple lay on the bed, out of breath with the sheets in a bundle. Natasha sighed in content and Tony smiled. "Told you," he said, earning himself an eyeroll.

There was a knock at the door which caused Natasha to jump up, cursing in Russian, "Blyad."

"Mr. Stark? Room service."

"Not now, thank you," Tony called out laughing slightly.