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You had noticed something…peculiar during your intimate nights with Tony. He always made sure that you were very well taken care of, allowing you to let go and truly live in the moment. However, something in his touch, in his eyes, told you that there was something holding him back. No matter the place, position, or time of day, he always seemed to be holding back; never truly letting himself go. Any attempts to discuss it seemed to fall on scared, deaf ears.
“Tony, please” you had begged pressing your bodies together, “you deserve to let go just as much as anyone else”
He had hesitantly grabbed your arms, giving them a firm squeeze, “I don’t wanna hurt you, babe…”
Despite the whole him being a werewolf thing, you knew that there had to be a way. There had to be something that would allow you to truly help him let go. So you spent your free time researching to hell and back, trying to find anything that would put his mind at ease.
Thankfully, you didn’t have to look too far.
Tony had left early that morning for some odd job across town, leaving you ample time to prepare for what you hoped would be a very fun night. Laying on your shared bed, you fidgeted nervously with the hem of your shirt, he should be home any minute. You’d wanted this for what felt like forever, and it was finally literally in your grasp. You open and shut the small box sitting next to you every few minutes, making sure that it was still there and not just some figment of your wishful imagination. Your shaking body making it more and more difficult to place the lid back on each time. After what felt like hours (but was more like 30 minutes) you heard the tell-tale sound of that creaky hinge he never got around to greasing. It rang in your ears like a siren, drowning out the thoughts racing through your head. You snapped back to reality at the heavy thud of his work boots hitting the floor.
“Babe?” he called out
“In here!” you took a deep breath, attempting to swallow your nerves
His footsteps became louder as he walked towards the bedroom; before swinging the door open with a smile, “mm, there you are, I missed ya. Come give papa some sugar”.
Your face burned as Tony made his way over to you. Shooting up from the bed, you met him halfway, pressing your lips together in a tender kiss. Wrapping his arms around your waist, Tony hummed against your lips. After a few moments, you placed a shaky hand on his chest, pulling away just enough to speak.
“That’s the stuff” he muttered, wearing that big loving smile you knew and loved.
As soon as your eyes met, you could feel his body tense, rubbing comforting circles into your back with his thumbs. Your nerves must have been plastered across your face. His eyebrows knit together in concern, causing your stomach to tie itself into knots.
“What’s wrong?”
“So I’ve been thinking-” you swallowed thickly, fidgeting with the collar of his shirt, “I know you’re hesitant, but I think I figured out how you can truly let go.”
His thumbs stilled with a hitch of his breath, his expression tightening into something closer to fear. Tony’s eyes never left yours as he gave you a small nod, encouraging you to continue. Stepping back, you grab the small black box from your bed, holding it out to him with a shaking hand. He grabbed it, carefully pulling off the top to reveal its contents. Inside the box sat a small round silver pendant. It looked incredibly old, patina settled deep into the lines, accentuating the seemingly hand drawn wolf design in the center.
“I did some research, it should work…as insurance.” You carefully pulled the pendant from the box, along with a matching chain. “If I get scared, or you’re out of control, I can just put it around your neck or…something, and it should bring you back.”
Holding the pendant in your palm, you extended your arm out to him again, your heartbeat now hammering in your ears. He carefully placed a shaky finger against the pendant, immediately jumping back with a hiss of pain before sucking the digit into his mouth.
“Shit. Yeah. That’ll bring me back.”
You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, pulling your arm back and smiling. The hammering in your ears softening as you gripped the necklace tightly in your hand.
“Does…that mean you’re willing to give it a try?”
Tony met your eyes again. Closing the distance between you, he carefully tucks a piece of hair behind your ear, before trailing his hand down to cup your face, “You remember the safe word?”
You nod, leaning into his touch
His eyes shift to the floor, attempting to hide the hesitation.
“…and you promise to use that thing if I hurt you?”
You nod even faster, turning your head to press a soft kiss to his palm.
A drawn out sigh falls from his lips, worrying his bottom lip between his sharp canines. You open your mouth to say something, but before you could find the words, Tony surged forward, crashing your lips together once again. This kiss was different from all the others before, the hesitation replaced with something raw, something hungry. A moan falls from your lips as you press your bodies together, tucking your clasped hand behind your back, keeping the pendant far away from him.
Strong hands grab your hips, yanking you closer with a grip you’re sure will leave bruises. You can hear his bones cracking, reforming into something less than human. His tongue prods at your lips, begging for entry, you open your mouth without a second thought, reveling in the taste of his tongue. With all the times you’ve tasted him before, it should have been nothing out of the ordinary. However, the thought of him taking what he wanted, what he needed, had your legs shaking. You wince as the taste of iron overpowers that of his tongue, his canines having pricked the tender flesh of your bottom lip.
Pulling away, you begin kissing his neck, nibbling at sensitive skin that had him twitching in his pants. Your free hand immediately trailing down his torso, landing on the button of his jeans. Circling the smooth metal with a finger, you moan his name, low and breathy against his ear.
“Can I?” you ask, slipping your finger under the flap of fabric before ghosting your finger against the zipper
Tony thrusts into your hand with a stifled moan.
“Baby…” you coo, making quick work of his pants, “tonight’s about you letting go…please, let me hear you…”
You cup his growing bulge, fingers running along the front seams of his boxers. Ripping a sound out of him you’d never heard before…a whine. The sound made you rub your thighs together, searching for any sort of friction.
God, you needed more.
With one more squeeze, you sank to your knees, involuntarily grinding against the floor as you looked up at him through hooded eyes. In one swift motion, you hook your fingers into the waist band of his boxers, yanking them down along with his jeans. As his cock sprang free, you groaned, taking no time in pressing a kiss to the tip. Licking a teasing strip up the underside of his cock, another whine ripping from his throat. Just as your tongue flicked off of sensitive skin, calloused hands gripped your hair before thrusting your head down onto his cock. The feeling of him slamming into the back of your throat causing you to gag.
A loud, guttural, groan rang out above you as sharp claws pricked your scalp. Tony was once again biting his lip, but this time his fangs were noticeably larger, sharper… you wondered what they’d feel like buried deep in your flesh. Before another thought could form, he pulled his hips back, leaving just the tip in your mouth. Instinctively, you wrap your lips tightly around it, expertly swirling your tongue just the way he likes. With another thrust he slams back into your throat, this time almost to the hilt, your nose just barely brushing the dark curls below his belly button.
With another moan, you do your best to relax your throat, surging forward in an attempt to swallow him whole. However, as soon as he feels your movements his grip tightens, claws piercing deeper into your scalp. Just as your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, he began thrusting harshly into your mouth, face slamming against those dark curls with every movement.
You had sucked his dick hundreds of times before, but this time he was in control. Using your mouth however he wanted, no matter the pain it might cause. While the thought of him finally taking what he needed made you throb; actually being in the thick of it had you soaked. Your jaw ached as you felt his cock growing even bigger inside you, worrying that his frenzied movements might cause it to break. Unable to stop yourself, your free hand flew to his thigh, gripping it with a mere fraction of the force he was displaying.
Tony’s thrusts became frantic as you gagged with every slam into the back of your throat. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head with pleasure, whining in frustration, you attempted to center them again. You wanted to look at him, see if he looked as desperate and needy as you felt. However, your attempts were futile as truthfully you’d never felt this turned on in your life, trapped mentally and physically in his clutches. Instead, you opted to close your eyes and focus on the one thing you had control over, sucking his cock. The new weight to his beastly length posed a challenge, usually your lips were the only thing straining against his girth, but this time every muscle in your mouth ached. Even attempting to swirl your tongue around him strained the muscles, your throat especially felt like it was on fire.
Just as you had found a comfortable rhythm, you were harshly ripped off of his cock, thick arms wrapping around your waist and throwing you onto the bed. As soon as your back hit the soft sheets, you place the pendant on your night stand before making quick work of your pants, throwing them in god knows what direction. Before you could finish undressing, Tony crawled over you, caging you under his larger form, glowing eyes locking onto yours.
In the time that your eyes had been off of him, Tony’s shirt had been lost, and his face was twisted in an expression you had never seen before. His lips snarled to framing his sharp teeth, as if he was attempting to warn you before tearing you apart. Clawed hands pinned your wrists to the mattress on either side of you as he lowered his face closer and closer to yours. A nervous breath caught in your throat, wondering if you had made a mistake and this was truly the end.
Instinctively, you closed your eyes, heart pounding as you attempted to accept your fate. Instead of sharp, searing pain ripping through your skin, you were met with warm skin pressed firmly against your forehead. Your eyes snapped to find Tony pressing your foreheads together, wordlessly staring into your eyes. One of his clawed hands moved to grab your hip with a softness you had yet to see tonight…he was asking for permission.
“Please, Tony” you nod with a warm smile, “take whatever you need”
You jumped slightly at the sound of ripping fabric, followed by the feeling of cool air hitting your heated skin. A mixture of sweat and your slick pooled between your legs, you prayed that it would be enough. If his cock had threatened to snap your jaw in half, you shuddered at the thought of what it would do to your insides.
His grip on your hip tightened into that bruising grip once again, sharp claws piercing your skin, before slamming inside of you with a whine. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head again in a mixture of pleasure and pain. It felt like his dick had doubled in girth, with a cursory glance between your legs you realize that he’d doubled in length too, only sitting half inside of you. You’d never felt this full before…and god, did you want more. With a low moan of his name you wrapped your legs around his waist, despite him having you pinned to the mattress, you pulled him closer attempting to force yourself down the rest of his length.
Tony buried his face into your neck as he finally began thrusting into you harshly, each movement punctuated with an animalistic whine. You could hear the creaking of your shared bed frame threatening to snap under his movements, but god, you couldn’t care less right now. All you could focus on was the feeling of him inside of you, stretching you into a delicious burn as he took what he so desperately needed. You could feel that familiar warmth in your stomach building faster than you’d like to admit.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, in a high-pitched warning, you moaned out his name. Your hips involuntarily matching his movements, as you chased your release. 1, 2, 3 more thrusts had you seeing stars, clawing up his shoulder blades with a scream louder than you thought you were capable of. You felt his thrusts slow, as if he was debating pulling out, despite the swelling you could feel at the base of his cock. While you weren’t entirely sure what it was, you knew it was something you wanted to be buried inside you.
With a kiss to his hair, you tightened your legs to keep him inside.
“Go ahead baby, I can take it” you whisper, your body shuddering from your orgasm.
Tony pulled back pulling almost completely out of you, before slamming into you fully burying into you swelling and all. With a few more whines and desperate thrusts, he was spilling inside of you, filling you more than you ever thought possible.
The two of you laid there in a comfortable silence for several moments, your panting breaths filling the room as you both came down from your highs. You could feel his claws shrink as his bones cracked back into their more human form.
“How are you feeling?” he mumbled against your neck, rubbing soothing circles on the bruises that were undoubtedly already blooming on your hips.
“That was amazing” you hum, pulling back ever so slightly to meet his eyes, “how about you?”
“Good…really good” Tony’s face looked utterly spent, hair sticking to his sweat slicked forehead with bright red cheeks and half lidded eyes. Wrapping his arms around your torso, he began pressing kisses along your neck and shoulder, “Can we just stay like this for a little while?”
“Hmm, I don’t know” you carded your fingers through his hair with a soft smirk, “It’ll cost ya”
“Oh yeah? What do I owe ya?”
“Promise we can do this again?”