Not for the sex-- Tony and crazy sex are old friends. He's been on his knees with something up his ass more times than he cares to try to remember. No, that's not what he has to hide here, what he has to bury deep down with all the other ugly things he carries around under the suit of armor he never takes off. The one that's nowhere to be found as Tony's head is yanked up and he sucks in air in a gasp that is choked off by a moan.
The thought of Pepper seeing Tony so debased, so degraded, should be the most horrifying thing his mind can conjure up. He wants it to be, but it's not. His own self-hatred is a fucking aphrodisiac at this point and John just keeps driving the point home with every thrust of his hips and every word that pierces Tony's skin like a snakebite.
And that's what's so beautiful. John just takes, rips all the control away from Tony so he can just shut down and leave his mind and be a tight quivering fuckhole for the man to ruin. He can't even touch himself.
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Not for the sex-- Tony and crazy sex are old friends. He's been on his knees with something up his ass more times than he cares to try to remember. No, that's not what he has to hide here, what he has to bury deep down with all the other ugly things he carries around under the suit of armor he never takes off. The one that's nowhere to be found as Tony's head is yanked up and he sucks in air in a gasp that is choked off by a moan.
The thought of Pepper seeing Tony so debased, so degraded, should be the most horrifying thing his mind can conjure up. He wants it to be, but it's not. His own self-hatred is a fucking aphrodisiac at this point and John just keeps driving the point home with every thrust of his hips and every word that pierces Tony's skin like a snakebite.
And that's what's so beautiful. John just takes, rips all the control away from Tony so he can just shut down and leave his mind and be a tight quivering fuckhole for the man to ruin. He can't even touch himself.
He might come anyway.]