A week passed by with Tony trying daily to win me back over. Every time he ended up rejected. He didn't give up though, and now I had a giant teddy bear, a new laptop, a whole new wardrobe, and a new car with promises to teach me to drive. I didn't budge though, none of that would make what he said any better. He knew it too. Then one day as I was sitting by the window just people watching when Tony came in with a huge smile.

"Jamie."

"No." I snapped.

His persistence was getting tiring.

"But, Baby." He said wrapping his arms around me.

"Don't 'Baby' me, you're an asshole." I said struggling to get away from him.

"Jamie, I want to give you something." He said seriously.

"You can't buy me over, Tony." I said pouting when I couldn't get loose.

"It's nothing that I could buy you." He said turning me around.

"Tony-" But my words were cut off as his lips pressed against mine.

The kiss was amazing as he worked his mouth against my lips and his tongue tried to tempt mine into a seductive dance. He pushed me gently against the wall. He kept one arm around me while the other rested next to my head and soon I was running out of air.

"How much have you had to drink?" I asked as soon as he pulled away.

"Nothing, what makes you think I've been drinking?" He asked feigning hurt.

"You kissed me." I laughed.

"And I'm going to do it again." He said lips covering mine.

This kiss was full of more passion, there was more emotion poured into it. Tony's hands roamed over my clothed body until one found the hem of my shirt and ventured over my bare torso. I moaned when his rough fingers brushed one of my nipples. I could feel the smirk on his face as his lips moved from my mouth to my jaw. His other hand popped the button of my jeans and smoothly pulled down the zipper. His hand wondered over my boxer clad hip moving to my back and then to my ass to give a sharp squeeze as he began sucking on my neck.

"Tony, release the kid." Fury's voice rang threw the room.

Tony and I immediately moved apart and I redid my pants.

"Tony, he's eighteen, what the hell is wrong with you?" Fury snapped.

"That just means he's legal and I couldn't go to jail for what I was going to do next." Tony grinned.

I shook my head.

"I hope you were planning on using protection." Fury was looking directly at me as he said this.

"It's not like I can get him pregnant." Tony muttered.

"My bigger concern from you is STDs. Besides do you know how inappropriate this is? He's still a kid and you're how old?" Fury asked.

"I'm clean, and I'm not forcing him into anything." Tony defended.

Fury looked at me and then back at Tony before shaking his head and walking out.

"Fine, I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into." Fury said leaving.

"Hey let's go on a date." Tony whispered.

"I can't go out." I said frowning.

"No, but I can sneak you out. Come on, it'll be fun." He said in a sing-song tone.

"Fine." I caved rolling my eyes.

A few hours later we were down in the shop trying to figure out what car Tony wanted to take while he babbled on about how he bought the restaurant and reserved the entire place for us so there was no chance for us being seen. And just as luck would have it, he chose the car I'd pissed in twice. He opened the door and his face screwed up.

"I don't remember having an accident in this car." He said shutting the door.

"You should have told me where the bathroom was, and not tried to collect my urine. I was trying to help you out." I said laughing.

"So you pissed in my car?" He asked looking puzzled.

"Yep." I smirked at him.

"Jarvis remind me to get it cleaned. We'll just take this one." He said walking over to a slightly new model.

The entire way to dinner he asked a ton of weird questions. Some about my personal life others about the world around us. I didn't pay much attention to him, I knew he liked to just talk. Maybe that's why he hated being ignored. He knew nobody was listening and it must of bothered him. When we got into the four start eatery I stomach did little flips. A young average looking woman seated us and asked what we'd like to drink, Tony of course ordered whiskey and I ordered water. Tony told me about his favorite dish here and how it was made. I shrugged and said it sounded good, but I really wouldn't have known. My tongue was only trained to things I was use to eating or things my mom made when I still had a mom.

When the waitress came back and handed us our drinks Tony ordered for both of us. I didn't really care, I didn't know what they served. Through out dinner we talked about different things, interests, hobbies, family. I avoided the last one but Tony didn't seem to mind. Soon the conversation shifted to something a bit more uncomfortable.

"Who was your first kiss?" He asked sipping his drink.

"You were." I admitted quietly.

"Are you serious?" He seemed really shocked.

"Yeah." I said playing with the ice floating in the glass.

"So, does that mean...?" He trailed off but I knew where this was going.

"Yes." I said pushing a cube to the bottom of the glass with my straw.

He just nodded pushing his whiskey out of the way. I kept my eyes trained on the dripping glass not wanting to look at him. I didn't have much of a choice when he leaned across the table, however. He tilted my chin up so I was looking him in the eye before he closed the few inches between our lips. The kiss was soft and sweet and very short. He pulled away and gave me a grin. He moved over to my side of the booth and pushed my water away. I looked at him confused as he moved me around with ease so I was sitting on the table with my legs on either side of him.

He pulled me down until my lips met his again. The kiss that happened that afternoon was quickly repeating itself. His lips were traveling over my jaw and neck as he stood up spinning me so I was laying across the table with his body hovering over me. He leaned down grinding our crotches together and pulling my shirt to kiss and suck at my collarbone.

"You're in public." Fury's voice said.

I jumped up at Tony jumped back and we both looked at Fury.

"No, we're not. I bought the place. Reserved the entire thing for the night, so it's actually private, but whoever let you in is getting fired." Tony said leaning back onto the table.

"Stark, he isn't supposed to be out of the tower. You've put his life on the line so you could get in his pants." Fury said.

"No, I put our lives on the line so he could have a good time." Tony defended.

"Get back to the tower." Fury said leaving.

And thats what we did, laughing the entire way. That night Tony crashed in my bed allowing me to lay on his chest, fingers tracing the arc reactor.