They had just beat the space aliens and wanted to celebrate, everyone was drinking save Steve, Bruce, and Natasha. Bruce had walked away and Tony had walked up to the bar.
"Come on enjoy the party," he said sipping his scotch.
"It's unprofessional," she replied.
"Well we did end the entire race of space monsters, so I think we can be unprofessional for just one night. At least drink a little."
"No."
"Come on, please?" He said smirking.
"Fine, one drink."
"Thank you," he commented. As you can expect one drink turned into multiple drinks.
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His hand was tangled in her hair, with the other was unzipping her dress that dropped to the floor like it wasn't even there to begin with. He was holding her close, and when her dress dropped her pushed her away slightly to look her up and down. She felt him mumble something into her neck.
"What?" Natasha asked breathlessly.
"I said, you're as sexy as ever," Tony answered still kissing on her neck. She giggled but that quickly turned into a moan.
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Natasha had woke up in a room she didn't recognize. Computer, lots of windows, big room, bathroom, Tony. Tony was on his computer, she looked under the blanket and sure enough, she was naked.
"Damn it," she mumbled but Tony heard her. He spun around in his chair and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"What? We fucked, thats what."
"We've fucked many times, so whats so different about this time?"
"I've moved on, I'm working for Sheild."
"Obviously you haven't moved on or we wouldn't have slept together."
She ignored the comment trying not to give into his tricks, he wanted her to admit she still had feelings for him. "We work together."
"Nope, because I don't work for Sheild. Try again."
"I'm leaving," she said getting up.
"About that...Pepper took both of our clothes to the wash."
"What?!"
"Listen, I have some extra lying around."
"Extra women's clothes?"
"I know it sounds bad...because it is bad...but I'm trying to help."
"Help me leave? I doubt that." Tony got up and left the room. Natasha looked under the bed to see if he tucked her clothes under there. He came back in at the worst moment possible, she was on the ground looking under the bed, but she was naked. I'll just let you imagine, what that looked like.
"Um...hun?" He asked concerned though slightly enjoying it. She got up and spun around.
"Oops, I'll -uh- take those," she said carefully grabbing the clothes and putting them on. He just watched, with a raised eyebrow and noticed she was blushing. She walked past him and quickly exited the building.
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For weeks now, Tony has been finding Natasha's weaknesses and using them to his advantage to get in her pants. She tries to avoid it as much as possible but he knows her too well, even though she thinks she's changed to the point of being unrecognizable.
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She lay on the bed next to him, breathless. They were silent for a few more seconds.
"I want to take you somewhere," Tony said.
"Where?" she asked.
"Dinner. Maybe lunch. I just want to take you out."
"Are you serious?"
"Of course... Listen, you stay the night and I'll take you somewhere."
"On a date?"
"If you want it to be or it could just be a hangout. You know, two friends, with major benefits."
"The second one is just...not right."
"So a date it is," he said. Natasha turned to her side and Tony did the same, wrapping his arm around her waist.
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Their date was nice, peaceful, and romantic. Tony wasn't planning on screwing her that night because he wanted her to know that he wasn't taking her on a date for the sex, even though the sex was great. They headed to his house and talked but then Natasha made a move which landed them in Tony's room.
Tony picked Natasha up and opened his bedroom door then shoved her into a wall, they had both liked it rough so it didn't bother her. Natasha had a 'thing' for wearing strapless dresses that fall as soon as they were unzipped and that just made it easier for Tony. As soon as her dress was off, Tony propped her up and shoved a finger into her, she gasped and he put another one in. He moved his fingers slowly but quickly picked up the pace. He pulled his fingers out, making Natasha moan and whispered into her neck.
"Hands and knees, Hun," he said laying kisses on her neck.
"Yes, sir," she said trying to be sarcastic but it hadn't come out that way. She got on her hands and knees and soon felt his hands on her waist. He eased himself into her and began to thrust quickly.
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Tony and Natasha had kept their relationship a secret for months now. Tony was sitting on the couch on his phone, while Clint, Thor, Jane, Pepper, Bruce, and Natasha all held a conversation. Natasha soon walked over to the couch and lay on it, her head in Tony's lap, they weren't even trying to hide their relationship at this point. The rest of the group soon noticed Tony and Natasha and starred for a minute, confused because Natasha isn't normally like that, before catching on.
"I'm bored," Natasha complained, while the rest sat in silence trying to figure out how they hadn't noticed earlier.
"I thought you were having a conversation, what happened to that?" Tony asked, not realizing the group stopped talking.
"I don't know it got...boring. I'm much more entertained right now."
"Laying on my lap? I bet you are," Tony commented sarcastically. He looked around realizing for the first time that the group stopped talking. "I think they're on to us."
"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn," Natasha quoted.
"'Gone With the Wind'?" He asked.
"Mhm," Natasha mumbled.
"How long?" Clint asked.
"What?" Tony questioned.
"How long have you guys been together?"
"I dunno, about 4 months."
"6," Natasha corrected.
"She's right, I'm wrong."
"I'm always right," she said smirking.
"Not always, just most of the time," Tony said. "Hun, I'm goin' to go in the lab, I've got an idea."
"I'm coming with you, I've got nothing to do."
