Please, I Love This Cute Little Superhero Chibi 🥺💓✨

Please, I love this cute little superhero chibi 🥺💓✨

Sweet Treat ♡

Tony Stark x Black!Reader

Fandom: MCU

Summary: Tony brings a surprise for you, but there’s a catch—he wants something in return.

Warnings: Smut/nsfw, thigh riding, fingering, daddy kink, masturbation, crying(?)

Word Count: 1.8k

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“Baby, I’m back,” Tony calls into the apartment, closing the door behind him, “I brought something you might enjoy…”

You perk up from your spot on the bed with a grin. What could it be this time? Tony loves to surprise you with occasional gifts and treats and you can’t help but try to guess. “Hold on, Tony. I’ll be right down!”

“Alright baby, be quick.”

You feel all bubbly throwing on a pair of sweats and a tank top in quick fashion. Scurrying to the stairs you peer across the living area below. Your boyfriend is shuffling through a white paper bag but you can’t see what’s inside. Skipping down the steps, you ask him about the surprise.

“Close your eyes for a sec and I’ll let you see it.”

You nod quickly and shut your eyes, anticipation growing stronger.

“Alright, open.”

Tony is sitting in his suede lounge chair with your favorite treat in hand, making you absolutely giddy. “D’ya want it?”

“Yes, please,” you say and bounce on your toes.

Tony pats his thigh, ushering you towards him. You stand in front of him reaching for the dessert, but he shakes his head with a tsk. “Ah, ah, before you eat your ice cream you have to sit down. I don’t want you making a mess, princess.”

You pout as he pulls his hand away and waits for you to comply. With a sigh you situate yourself comfortably on his leg, feeling warmth radiating from it.

“That’s right, here you go.”

You happily take the cone from his hand and bite through the chocolate coating it was dipped into. In content you close your eyes, since it feels like you haven’t had ice cream in forever. Just a simple vanilla cone is all you need to get your mind off of such a demanding week. Tony places his hands on your hips and you think nothing of it, he’s probably trying to hold you steady. Then his hands reach lower and cup your ass, causing your eyes to shoot open.

He observes you with a smirk while kneading your asscheeks. You lick up the dripping cone and furrow your eyebrows, “What're you doing?”

“Well… Daddy was nice enough to bring you a treat today. He didn’t have to, but he kept thinking about his girl being so good this week. Shouldn’t Daddy get something in return?”

You stick your bottom lip out and shrug, continuing to eat your ice cream. Tony arches an eyebrow and you ignore him, “Maybe. Maybe not.”

A quick laugh falls from Tony’s lips and he throws his head back dramatically. His head rests against the back of the chair and you continue to stare at him blankly. Tony rakes his eyes up your body and he swipes his tongue out past his teeth. With a deep inhale he says, “Mhm, I see how it is then. Daddy is so good to you and wants to reward you, but you just don’t want to give anything back. Such a shame.”

Tony swiftly plucks the treat from your hand and tosses it into its original bag on the table behind you. Your jaw drops, not believing he would do something like that. You thought he knew you were just teasing him. His hands find your hips again but instead of kneading them, Tony prys you off him. Suddenly, he pulls down the waistband of your grey sweats, and before you can protest, his fingers dip under your pink panties. For a second he finds himself wanting to laugh, seeing how parts of your youthfulness peek out even during your most intimate times together.

“No, not right now. I want my ice cream!” you complain and swat his hands away from you.

Tony roughly pulls you forward by your waist and clicks his tongue, “You ruined that right after talking back to me, missy. Maybe next time you’ll learn from your mistakes.”

“Take that off,” he points to your tank top. His fingers find their way back to your core, rubbing slow but hard flicks across your throbbing clit. Simultaneously, he inches forward and peppers kisses along your exposed tummy, making you whine at the contact. Before you can get your release, Tony takes your panties off and spreads you open. He bites his lip, pursing them for a moment while inspecting you, “Jesus Christ… you’re already this wet for me?”

Tony looks up at you from his seat and what he does next practically makes your eyes roll back in bliss. He leans over and spits directly on your pussy, watching as you glisten and saliva drips down your inner thighs.

“Hmmff. Daddy please… I’m so tingly.”

“You’re tingly, baby?” he waits for you to nod, “I can do something to help you, but you might not like it very much.”

He guides you back over his thigh and chuckles once he notices you catch on. You try to escape, but his hands trap you against him and it’s no use. Tony pushes you onto him and you squirm at the feeling of his spit spreading not only across yourself and mixing with your wetness, but the rough material of his pants. Tony’s knuckles turn white as he holds you down and he leans back in the suede chair groaning to himself. “I wan— need you to grind this sweet pussy on me, baby. I wanna feel your juices seep through my jeans.”

You place your shaky hands on his chest carefully, steadying your racing heart. With a sigh, you slowly start to grind and the fabric provides you with friction you’re dying for. Eventually you’re able to go a little faster and your movement earns a deep groan from Tony.

He leans forward, hair falling onto his forehead, and eagerly begins to suck on your brown nipples, releasing every once in a while with a pop. You feel his fingers dig deeper into your waist and you know he’s going to leave bruises. Tony hums onto your breasts, “Mmm, you should disobey me every once in a while so I can punish you more often.”

He nips at your swollen buds, teeth grazing gently on the edges. You respond with a whimper making grabby hands at his shoulders.

“Get yourself off on my thigh, baby. C’mon. You need my help?”

Tony doesn’t wait for you to respond knowing that you won’t be able to come without his assistance, anyway. He peers at you with his dark brown eyes, a smirk tugging at his lips. He starts controlling your movements rocking you back and forth, pressing you down harder with every grind. At some point his hand finds your ass again making it a point to give you a slap here and there to increase your speed, almost as if you’re a race horse.

“Pleasee, I can’t! I can’t!” you cry out.

Tony sucks in a sharp breath, “How are you gonna come then, huh? ‘Cause I know damn well you’re not getting fucked until you do.”

“B-but I-I,” you stammer, your face growing warm. Your eyes connect with his, your lip quivers and a tear slides down your hot cheek. Tony shakes his head at you, reaching for your leg to pull over himself so you’re in a straddling position. He wipes your tears away and kisses you softly while bouncing his legs. You begin to feel better and a fuzzy feeling starts in your belly. Tony places his hand on your bare back, sliding it down past your butt. You gasp into his mouth as his digits push into your entrance filling you up nicely.

“Does my baby like that? She likes my fingers stretching through her wet pussy?”

“Y-yes I love it!” you squeal, curling your toes tight.

You wrap your arms fully around Tony in glee, unintentionally giving him a face full of your breasts, but he’s certainly not complaining. Squelches are music to your ears as Tony pumps his fingers into your pussy faster, slippery arousal dripping down his hand. His fingers curve upward against your pink fleshy walls pressing onto your g-spot. Your mouth forms an “o.”

“Ohh f-fuck! D-daddy p—”

“You like when Daddy presses on that gummy spot. Makes you feel like you’re gonna pee, huh?” he taunts.

In response you begin bouncing on his fingers, following his quick rhythm. This is exactly what you needed today and Tony knows that. Before he left this morning, you weren’t in the best mood. Every class you had was getting more stressful and it didn’t help that Tony couldn’t stay with you for the whole day, since he had work to catch up on. It wasn’t his fault, but when he left, you stayed curled up in bed in a funk.

Thinking about his kind gesture you give your boyfriend a toothy grin, biting your lip hastily. Your breaths grow heavier and the tingling sensation coils deeper in your stomach. “Shit! Yes, yes. More!”

“C’mon… Fuck! That’s right, baby. Release all on my fingers like a good girl. Play with that clit for me,” Tony curses, reaching a hand into his jeans and starts to pump himself.

You arch your back further, ass in the air and breasts pressed against Tony’s chest. Throwing your head back, you let out a strangled moan, whimpering with each graze over your sweet spot. Your cunt begins to spasm, clenching tighter around Tony’s fingers after every thrust. “D-daddy! Oh- mmfuck! I’m gonna—”

“Come for me, princess! Shit!”

You throw your head back as ecstasy flows right through you. Everything is so blissful and you feel your juices drip down your legs. Tony hisses, withdrawing his fingers, seeing your slick coat his hand completely. He grins lazily at you, a laugh escaping him.

“You get your treat, I get mine,” Tony sucks on his fingers, growing even more aroused at the taste. He puts his thumb to your full lips pushing past them. “Suck.”

Tony groans as you swirl your tongue around the tip of his thumb like a lollipop. Your eye catches his other hand in his pants, jerking faster the more you suck. “You like how I suck your thumb, Daddy?” you ask innocently, your words muffled.

Tony responds with a sultry groan, his mouth agape and his head against the chair. Right as he’s reaching his high, he takes his wet digit out of your mouth and brings it down to your little bundle, teasing you some more. You both moan in unison as he comes in his pants. Tony pauses for a moment, eyelids hooded with lust, and brushes back the coils of hair falling into your face.

“Oh I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby,” he grits his teeth playfully while tickling your sides. You giggle and kiss his warm cheek softly.

“Do it then,” your breath fans his ear.

In seconds, Tony has you flipped around and pinned to the seat.

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