A/N Okay, so I'm absolutely terrified right now. I don't know what to think about this chapter. I was so scared when I wrote it, because I've never done it before and what if it's bad?

I beg you to tell me what you think... Gods, I'm scared.

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I flipped the food onto matching plates with a bored expression, before dumping the dirtied pan and spatula into the sink. "No." I stated plainly, pushing the plates across the counter. I began to walk around patiently, subtly double checking that I had turned the elements and oven off.

Tony caught the plates deftly, settling into his seat before pouting over at me. "Oh come on, you're no fun." He whined, pushing his food around childishly and kicking his legs. He sent me large doe eyes when I finally looked his way and I quickly dropped his gaze before I gave in.

Sighing, I shook my head. "I assure you, I can be a lot of fun when I want to be." His eyes lit up at that, obviously expecting me to give my permission before they darkened with something else. "And I don't wanna be now." I shrugged, smiling at his annoyed expression.

"It's one night!" He pushed again, holding up his pointer finger to emphasis his words. "One."

I snorted, pushing his hand down and sending him a levelled glare. "Yeah, my point exactly. Even one night with you on the town would be more than enough." I grumbled, forking some food into my mouth.

It had been a month since Tony's sudden kiss and confession. A month since I'd had to begin putting up with badly concealed touches and kisses. A month of constant double entendres directed in my ear.

A whole fucking month.

"We don't have to spend the whole night at the club." He rolled his eyes and I snapped out of my thoughts, realising he was still going at it. For the past half an hour that it had taken me to cook us a quick meal he had been nagging me to accompany him to a newly opened bar. And yes, I mean the type with strobe lights, head pounding music and gyrating bodies on the dance floor.

I felt a weight on my hand and I slumped my shoulders when I noticed Tony shooting me the same doe eyes from before, squeezing my hand lightly. "Come on, please Q? One night, for me?" He begged, smiling gently over at me, tilting his head to the side slightly.

I inwardly moaned, the genius new every tactic made by man and knew exactly how to wind me around his little finger. "Tony, I would do it but I really dislike those places." I explained, shooting him a similar look. Two could play at this game.

"I know, but I promise we won't stay long, I just want to look around quickly."

I blinked and nibbled on my lower lip, watching as Tony's eyes flew to follow the movement. "I don't know..." I trailed off uncertainly. "Is it good for your image? I mean, can Tony Stark just go to a club wily nilly?" I tried a different approach wondering what his CEO would think if she saw him in the headlines with me on his arm.

He scoffed, "I can do what I want. Wily nilly or not." He informed me, smiling slightly. I heaved a breath as I thought, heavily disliking the idea of going out tonight as Tony continued carefully watching me.

Thankfully, after being with the eccentric man for a several weeks I had grown used to the analyzing stares and studying eyes. Sometimes all I would feel would be eyes boring into the back of my head or raking a path across my body. At one time it would've unsettled me, my brain jumping and screaming that he'd somehow find out my feelings through his intense study. But now that I knew he had the same—perhaps not as strong—feelings the stare was almost humbling.

I ran a hand through my hair, dispelling my thoughts. "I can't be bothered," I admitted after letting out a particularly loud groan. My head slumped to the table, narrowly missing my dinner plate as I let out a breath.

I could faintly hear Tony chuckled beside me. "Yeah well, I'm bored. If you can think of another thing for us to do then sure we'll stay and do that but if you can't." He warned, prodding my shoulder. "We're going to the opening." Images flashed through my mind, seconds after Tony offered his compromise.

Tony's head thrown back, mouth open in a silent scream. Sweat soaked bodies entangled. Loud moans of appreciation...

I shot up, eyes widening as I tried to push the thoughts to the back of my mind. God, I could think of a thousand things we could do instead. I almost moaned aloud at the mere thought of having Tony to myself for the night and I bit the inside of my cheek before sending the now confused man a hesitant smile.

"Nope." I said, sounding strained. "Can't think of a damned thing."

Tony eyed me; looking like he didn't believe me one bit and I offered another weak smile, hoping to get the inquiring look off his face. "Uh huh." Was all I received before he began slowly eating again, shooting me a few looks out of the corner of his eyes.

I followed his example, focusing on the food on my plate instead of the thoughts in my mind. Of course my mind betrayed me within three seconds, filling my head with desirable images and erotic thoughts.

Maybe I should just go to the damned club, at least then the temptation won't be so damn strong. I was practically growling to myself in my head, forcing myself to focus on anything other than the man next to me.

I swallowed thickly, biting my lip as I pushed my plate away, appetite gone. "Okay, fine, let's go to the opening." I agreed, wiping a hand over my face. "I'll just need to have a shower and get changed before we go." I continued quietly, almost falling in my attempt to get away from the billionaire currently frowning over at me.

"Yeah, take your time." I faintly heard him say as I hurried to my room. "We have all night." Something in his tone didn't sit right but I ignored it for favour of pushing into my room, quickly walking to the bathroom and turning the shower onto scalding.

I began to run my hands through my hair, pulling on the chocolate strands harshly. My body felt flushed and warm, the heat curling in my lower stomach as I paced outside my bathroom door. I couldn't remember a time when the pure want and need coursing though me had occurred. I couldn't remember a time when I had wanted something so badly.

My legs walked faster as I shot the bathroom an impatient look, wondering what was taking the water so damn long to heat up.

"Uh Quinn?"

I spun at the smooth voice, plastering a smile on my face when Tony pushed through the door, gently shutting it behind him with a quiet click. I noted the concerned look on his face as I unconsciously took a few microscopic steps back. "Hey, shouldn't you be getting ready?" I questioned, waving my hands uselessly.

Tony shook his head, "Nah, maybe we should just stay in tonight?" He offered, watching me carefully as I shifted my weight from foot to foot.

I mouthed an oh before turning on my heel and stalking into the bathroom, turning the shower off with a worried heart. The club was my only means of distraction from the sudden heat wave and now I was stuck in our apartment with the man the daydreams had focused upon.

"Okay, sure, I guess." I shrugged off as I came back in, protectively wrapping my arms around my stomach. "If you don't want too, we don't have too."

He hummed back, watching me from where he leant against the far wall. The distance between us was large but I could still smell the rich cologne he wore and feel the heat he was giving off. I bit my lip nervously when he smiled and cocked his head, eyes shining brightly.

"Ah..." He said loudly, brushing an invisible speck of dirt off his shirt sleeve as he smirked in my direction. I shifted again, dropping his gaze as I turned to look out the window at my side. I heard movement, and could faintly see him moving closer, stalking me.

My eyes shot back to him and I backed away, quickly putting distance between us as he advanced. My retreat didn't stop him or his strides and soon I was running out of space to escape too, my back hitting a wall and earning a small squeak from me. Tony smirked again as he closed the distance, moving well into my personal space, before letting out another hum at my expense.

"Uh T-Tony?" I stammered, wiggling slightly and feeling my clothes brush against his. I tried to look anywhere but him, trying to ignore the smouldering gaze I was on the receiving end of. "A-are you okay?" I managed again.

He smiled, leaning forward and I stiffened, feeling him plant a small kiss below my ear. Absently, I turned my head, lifting my chin and granting him better access. "Fine." He whispered before giving my neck another kiss, this one closer to my jaw.

I bit my lip to hold back a groan, feeling a warm hand encompass my hip as his small trail of kisses grew longer. He stopped just as he reached the corner of my mouth and without really realising what I was doing; I let out a groan, shooting him a glare for stopping. With another smile, he pushed me further against the wall, trapping me effectively before gently pressing his lips against mine.

I melted into it, as I always did when he graced me with a lip lock, my hands slowly trailing up his chest to encircle his neck. He chuckled against my lips, tongue tracing the outline of them. I graciously opened my mouth, granting him entrance as soon as he asked. I moaned aloud, the sound swallowed by the man kissing me as his tongue mapped out the inside of my mouth.

He tasted like spice and coffee, an intoxicating mixture to my senses. I let out another pleased moan, feeling Tony press me against the wall more firmly, the hard planes of his body pressing against mine deliciously. He let my lips go, panting heavily as he remained a hairs breadth from my own kiss swollen lips.

I swallowed thickly, licking my lips and tasting Tony on them. He pressed against my body, giving me an appreciative chaste kiss before I felt him grin. He nuzzled my cheek affectionately as I caught my breath, hot lips travelling downwards. He found my pulse point, biting down before lapping at the wound.

I whimpered slightly at the pain before arching against him, tipping my head back and moaning loudly. I could hear—and feel—Tony's chest rumble as he made a noise in the back of his throat. I bit my lip hard, drawing blood as his hands slipped under my shirt, touching bare skin. My body screamed at his touch and I raised my hands, cupping his cheeks and lifting his head.

I was met with a confused look before I slammed our lips together, forcing his lips open as soon as we touched. His laugh was smothered as I tried to push off the wall, making him take a few steps back. His body came to a jolting stop as his knees hit the edge of the bed before he dropped, making me gasp as he took me with him. I straddled his hip, feeling slightly smug at the half lidded eyes I could see looking up at me through dark lashes.

"Quinn..." He breathed out; eyes fluttering close as he pulled me again. His lips were warm and he moved gently, like he was scared he would break me. I almost frowned at the sudden precaution he was showing before I felt a pair of burning hands lifting my shirt. Pulling back, I lifted my arms, silently granting him permission to remove the article of clothing.

Hands roamed and I frowned into the kiss, now struggling to pull his shirt off. He huffed when I pulled back, pouting at me. I grinned shyly, tugging at the bottom of his shirt teasingly, waiting for permission. He smiled back, pulling the shirt off effortlessly and throwing it off to the side, leaving his delicious bronzed skin open to my eyes.

God he was beautiful. Perfect even. Scars surrounded the Arc Reactor and I lightly pressed kisses against them, hearing Tony's breath hitch above me. I smirked into his skin, trailing my hands over his lower stomach before bringing them around his back, light scratching upwards.

He shuddered under my hands and I almost beamed in pride at being able to make him melt like this. My own breath caught when his head tipped back, mouth open like the image I had conjured only minutes before. I wiggled on his lap, feeling him harden against me before placing open mouthed kisses on his bared neck.

"Quinn... stop..." I pulled back, licking my lips as I frowned at him. He yanked my head down, hands curling in my hair as he ravished my mouth, moaning without shame as we began a battle for dominance which he quickly won. I felt him move beneath me, spinning us around so my back lay against the bed, his body hovering above mine.

Tony refrained from deepening the kiss further, pulling back and staring at the creamy skin on my stomach. His hands ghosted over my ribs, brushing over my clothed breasts. I arched up again, the sensitive skin begging for his touch again. He pushed me down and I whimpered, eyes opening to show my confusion. "Patience, Q." He crooned, rubbing a hand over my bared stomach.

"Tony... please, god." I bit the inside of my cheek, almost whining as his hands slowly travelled to my shoulders. He pushed down the straps of the bra I wore and I mentally begged him to move faster, to end the teasing nature he had suddenly taken on. The hand that wasn't holding him up reached behind me to unclasp my bra, roughly pulling it away before he greedily drunk me in.

I fought the urge to shrink away from his gaze before he swooped down, engulfing my left breast in his mouth. I let out a cry, mouth gaping open as my fingers balled up in the sheets. His chuckle resonated through my body. "Oh god..." I whimpered as he switched to the other side, paying attention to the neglected breast.

As he was busy I trailed my hands down, hooking my fingers in his pants. Pulling away he stood up, kicking off his boots and shimmering out of his pants. I licked my lips, reaching out to grab him and drag him back to me before he shook his head, tugging on my jeans and all but ripping them off my body.

He crawled back over me, pressing a thigh against my centre as he took my mouth again. I would never get sick of kissing the genius, or the way he would move his tongue against mine, body warm and heavy above mine. "Beautiful." He mumbled into the kiss, "Please Quinn, let me..." He trailed off, nervously pulling back and meeting my gaze.

I nodded and tangled my hands in his hair, relishing the soft strands as he rolled his hips against mine. "Jesus!" I cried, arching up and moving with the gorgeous man above me. "Fuck, Tony... just hurry up." I said in exasperation, pulling on the boxers covering what I wanted to see.

"No..." He breathed, stopping my hands before smiling. "You first." He decided, looking pointedly down at the lace encasing my hips. I groaned and lifted my hips, helping him take off the offending item. He grinned and did as he was told, gently pulling the clothing down, eyes drinking me in.

I allowed him his staring before I sighed and leant up, pulling his down while he was distracted. He started before realizing what I was doing and kicked the boxes off in a vain effort to help. I looked down at his swollen member, swallowing as I took in the size.

"Quinn?" I looked back up, smiling before pulling him down, feeling the need to go slow and relish his touch. The feeling of bare skin touching was intoxicating and I arched up as he rolled his hips, lips leaving a burning path down my neck before he planted a sound kiss between my breasts. "Are you sure?" He asked, thighs snugly between mine as he pushed them open.

I took a shuddering breath before I nodded, heart rate quickening. I felt his tip brush against my core and I mewled, tipping my head back at the contact. A kiss was placed on my pulse point before he slowly entered, hips pressing against mine as he filled me. His movement stopped as he continued kissing my neck and jaw line, giving me time to adjust.

The feeling of being connected with Tony brought a brilliant flush to my face and I opened my eyes slowly, looking down and catching Tony's dishevelled hair and similar reddening face. I rolled my hips, arching up again to tell him to move.

He pulled out gently and I bit my lip, panting before he slammed back in. I let out a scream. "God, Tony." I sobbed, hands curling in the sheets below me. The expensive silk was cool against my back, giving me relief from the heat of Tony's body above me.

I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his hips as he started a rhythm. I could feel Tony's panting breaths against my neck as he breathed heavily, muttering endearing comments against the sweat covered skin. As we continued moving together, I opened my eyes again, wanting to look at the man above me. He met my gaze and entwined our fingers, leaning down to give me a tender kiss.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered, and I could barely hear him over my own pounding heart and panting breath. My body flushed at the compliment as heat coiled in my stomach, white dancing in my eyes. "Quinn..."

The pleasure almost became too much and I whimpered and tossed my head back and forth, hands balled up as I cursed colourfully. Tony's thrusts became more frantic and I tightened my grip on his hips, taking him deeper before I climaxed, screaming out his name as white spots flashed in my vision.

With a cry of his own Tony slumped against me, body heaving after his own release. He pulled out, slumping to the side of me and letting out an exhausted chuckle. "If I had known you wanted to do this instead of going to that stupid club I wouldn't have even brought it up." He admitted, turning and pulled me closer.

The feel of his body against mine ignited my bones again but I settled for cuddling into his side, humming in contentment. "Oh you would've," I breathed, "Just to be annoying."

He scoffed and lifted me, pulling me on top of him before shifting, dragging us both up to the top of the bed. He placed me gently down on the pillows, un-tucking the blankets beneath us and settling them over us. I hummed in thanks and cuddled back into him, feeling him tighten his grip on my waist.

"We didn't..." He faltered before breathing in a sigh, "Was this too fast Quinn?" He asked, his tone asking for honestly from me.

I pressed a kiss against his pulse point before I looked up and met his gaze. "Tony, no, it was perfect." I whispered, before giving him the tenderest kiss I could manage.

"Yeah, you were."


God, that was so hard. I have no idea how I even did that... like what? Man, it took me ages, I admit. Like I haven't read it over yet and that will take me another ten minutes but it's already taking me four hours.

Four. Please review, I have never written a scene like this and I'm not sure if I did it right?

Taila