Thread: Comeuppance

There was a lot to be said of this, of this whole situation. Was she in charge? He was tied up, sure enough, but Tony didn't think so Pepper had a clear, hungering need to be among the women considered worthy of his bed, so clear that she was here to take it by force. The ginger-haired vagina in his face? That was foreplay. That was frustration coming to a head. Zing. A pleasured sigh exhaled against the dripping pint snatch, sending warmth breath dancing upon her hot, textured skin. She wasn't just sitting on his face like a dead fish, as some women were wont to do, which was a very, very good thing when she gripped his hair and ground down, he rose his chin and used his tongue to scratch her sexual itch at an angle. When her clit came in contact with his nose he instead pushed his chin down, which brought his nose forward, rubbing back against that sensitive nub. Whenever her fiery landing strip caressed against his face he smirked, just a little, because, well, it slightly tickled. Though she was behind the wheel of this ride Tony was clearly the engine taking her where she needed to go he embraced that, lapping at her hungrily, groaning hotly against her cunt, kissing, flicking, exploring, and doing every goddamn thing he could to bring her to that blissful peak. At one point she'd even lowered her clit past his nose, close to his mouth, and that was when he made use of his teeth, the absolute carefullest of nibbles coming into play. Lord, did she ever explode. Tony licked her furiously as she whimpered, gasped, grunted and moaned, doing as best he could in his tied up position to raise that climactic peak as high as it could go. When she was done, when she shakily slid off of him and knelt beside him on the bed, the billionaire said nothing, allowing her the moment to enjoy. He did, though, give her the calmest, most confident of smiles, with a pair of lips and chin heavily coated in her orgasmic juice. The lighter voice she started with played right into what he expected she'd gotten the initial craving out of the way, so now she was going to turn into a sweet kitten for him, huh? She'd probably want to lay on her back and have him take her with the lights on, then cuddle the afternoon away. The pinch to his nipple made him smirk, even lightly chuckle. What came next, though, perplexed him. No, he said with a similar chuckle, mixed with a quirk of his brow, that's never been a desire. Men were not beautiful creatures. Bless women's hearts for craving them anyway. And as for the idea of a woman doing such a thing...the initial thought in his mind was an inability to think of someone he'd respect enough to ever allow them such a claim. But when Pepper continued on about it, Tony's face sobered up quick. No longer was the cocky expression there. His features had grown calm, his eyes open and alert, listening to every word she said. She was...serious? And it didn't sound like she meant to give him a choice either. Tony shivered. He shivered more even as he felt her hand gliding to and then squeezing his thigh, coming oh so close to the tent in his long red silk pajama pants with a generously sized damp patch at its top. Tony's brown eyes centered on hers of blue. Oh my. She was serious . He wasn't going to beg for it. Did she forget who she was dealing with? Tony Stark was a businessman he would negotiate. This doesn't get out, he stated simply, and you'll be very gentle. But that was the tip of the iceberg. Looking Pepper in the eyes, he continued, his voice calm, Afterward, I get to take you the same way, Red. And I'm not restricted to that same promise of gentleness. Oh, no. Not at all. He would make sure her asshole ached and burned. He would make sure it hurt to sit for the first two days, and was awkward after that for at least a week. So, what do you say? He did smile again, now, curiously to her. As awkward a thought as this whole sudden thing was, Tony was already looking forward to taking charge over her once her turn came and passed. Do you want to go back to being a simple boss and assistant, or do you want to be open-minded too?