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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      The_Avengers_(Marvel_Movies), The_Avengers_(Marvel)_-_All_Media_Types,
      Iron_Man_(Movies), Iron_Man_-_All_Media_Types, Black_Widow_(Comics)
  Relationship:
      Natasha_Romanov/Tony_Stark
  Character:
      Natasha_Romanov, Tony_Stark
  Additional Tags:
      Sex, Light_BDSM, Smut, Handcuffs, Blindfolds, Dom/sub, Dom_Tony_Stark,
      Sub_Natasha_Romanov
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-16 Words: 2158
****** We Can Make Love ******
by darkshadows
Summary
     A Natasha Romanoff/Tony Stark fanfic based off the song "We Can Make
     Love" by Somo. The entire thing is just pure smut
I can be tender, I can be rough
I can do anything you care for
Everything above
Just by walking onto his floor, Natasha knew that it was going to be a
pleasured-filled night. The lights were on low and candles were burning,
filling the air with her favorite scent. She felt the stress from the long day
already beginning to seemingly roll of her body. When she made her way to the
kitchen to set her purse on the table, she saw a vase full of roses and a note
on the table.
          Natasha –
            Please meet me in the bedroom
She couldn’t help but smile slightly to herself. It wasn’t often Tony left
notes like this. Normally he would just meet her at the door and bring her
straight to the bedroom while the exchanged heated kisses and clothes were
being ripped apart in the rush to feel the other right against them. Those were
the times Tony was rough with her, pulling her hair, making her bed, leaving
marks where only they could see. And she would love every moment of it.
Then there were times where he would ask her how her day was and help her with
her things. They would talk for a while, unconsciously moving closer to each
other until there was no more room and they shared the air between them. Then
he would kiss her and carry her to the bedroom and give her the gentleness he
knew she secretly craved.
She looked at the note once more, reading it over again, and then made her way
toward the bedroom while quietly anticipating for the rest of the night.

Baby, let me rock your body, ride your body
Kiss your favorite spot
Tie your hands behind your back
Feel my fingertips above your shoulders
Natasha sighed in contentment as Tony tied her hands together with some rope,
tight enough to where she wouldn’t be able to use her hands, but loose enough
so she wasn’t uncomfortable. Although she liked being in control of herself
most of the time, having someone else be in control for a little while was
quite relieving. Especially when it was Tony.
She felt his hand creep up around her neck, closing around it and bringing her
head back a bit so that he could have easy access to her neck. As his lips
ghosted over the skin where her neck and shoulder met, his free hand lightly
trailed up and down her arm, giving her goosebumps and sending shivers down her
spine. She closed her eyes and let out a quiet breath, trying to calm her fast
beating heart.
He began kissing up her neck until he was just below her ear, kissing that spot
lightly. She let out a quiet moan, the heat between her legs beginning to grow.
She felt him smile against her skin and nipped at her. She swallowed and
clenched her hands into fists. He knew just how to drive her crazy.

You like it when I drive it, yeah, I push the clutch
I just want it all, but no rush
Breathing deeply, she looked down at her lover. He was on his knees between her
legs, her right leg over his shoulder as he kissed down her thigh, moving
closer to her core. The trail of kisses and love marks he had left behind on
his journey down her body still burned against her skin. His fingers trailed
down from her stomach to over her clothed clit, causing her breath to hitch for
a moment. When he looked at her, there was a smirk on his face and lust in his
eyes. When his finger moved over her again, this time with more pressure, a
moan managed to escape through her lips.

So we can make love
Or we can just fuck
We can get romantic, dirty dancing
Feel my hands until the sun comes up
Natasha’s moans rang out through the room as she rode out her high. Tony’s
hands stayed tight on her hips even as he pulled his head away slowly, kissing
the insides of her thighs again. She kept her eyes closed, focusing on the
touches and kisses Tony was giving her. Her heavy breathing was quiet now and
she let her eyes flutter open to look down at Tony. She couldn’t help but
notice the love in his eyes as he stared back at her. She smiled at him and he
smiled back, standing up and leaning back down to kiss her passionately on the
lips.

You love when I'm sweet babe
I love when you bite
You love it when I cover up your eyes for a minute
But only some nights
Their lips moved together in harmony, each eager for the taste of the other.
Natasha decided it was time to test her limits, see how far she could go before
she was restrained again. She bit Tony’s bottom lip and pulled slightly,
smirking all the while. He groaned, giving her some satisfaction in her
actions. However, it was soon gone when he pulled away, standing straight up to
stare down at her, devilish smirk present on his own lips.
She watched as he walked away, heading toward his closet. She felt her heart
beginning to speed up again, wondering where he was going or what he was going
to get. He was soon back in view, holding up a blindfold in one hand and
handcuffs in the other. Her breath was caught in her throat and anticipation
grew inside of her. He was smiling – the smug bastard – knowing that he was
giving her every single one of her weaknesses. He knew just how to play her.
She licked her lips, eyes scanning over him as he walked over to her. It was
then she realized that while she was only in her bra and panties, he was still
fully clothed. She desperately wanted to tell him to strip, to tell him that
she wanted to see every bit of his body, but she knew how that would work. He
would deny her request and keep his clothes on longer than he planned, no
matter how uncomfortable it was for him. So she stayed quiet.
He went around her to kneel behind the chair. A handcuff was locked on one of
her wrists before he began to untie the ropes. He held onto the cuff once she
was free, preventing her from escaping him. She stayed seated, sighing when she
felt his warm breath against her neck again as he kissed her. She leaned her
head to the side and closed her eyes, letting her senses take over.
In an instant, he was gone and when she opened her eyes, she was engulfed in
darkness. The blindfold was tied around her head now, leaving her with only
being able to hear what was going on around her. She felt her arm being tugged
forward as Tony walked around her again. He handcuffed her hands together
again, this time in front of her. He slipped them around his neck and she felt
herself being pulled closer to him. His hands were under her thighs now and she
felt the chair disappear from underneath her. He was kissing her neck again and
that was she noticed his pants were gone. He must have slipped out of them when
he was standing behind her.

I love when you ask me
To tickle your back
You love when I reach up underneath
And grab between your thighs like that
His hands held her waist tight, their foreheads pressed together and moans
mixed together in the space they shared. Her moans continued to escalate as the
pleasure grew inside of her. She had her hands tangled in his hair, legs
wrapped around his waist as tight as they could go. She felt him speed up a
little, leaning in to kiss her again. He pulled them away from the wall to move
a hand on her back, trailing up and down her spin. Her gasp was silenced by his
lips on hers again. The pressure was quickly building up in her, threatening to
release but also refusing to do so. She pulled on his hair, trying to give him
the message that she needed just a little bit more. She knew he understood when
his hand moved from her back to in between them, thumb rubbing against her in
quick motions, giving her that last bit of edge to send over the edge.

Baby, let me rock your body, ride your body
Kiss your favorite spot
You're screaming out my name, you don't have to tell me stop
The way your body is moving like a bubble 'bout to pop
I just want it all so don't stop
She couldn’t help it when Tony’s name stumbled out as she moaned. It was like a
prayer at this point as he continued to kiss her neck while he pushed the
vibrator against her a little harder. The handcuffs rattled against the
headboard whenever she moved her hands, trying desperately to find something to
grip but instead only found air.
Curses filled the air when Tony bit her skin and she was sent yet again into
the mindless abyss. Instead of giving her a sense of reality again, though,
Natasha felt more pressure as he held the vibrator against her harder, moving
it in circles as she practically screamed his name. She knew doing that was
only fueling his ego, but she didn’t care. In that moment, she would do
anything to fuel his ego even more because she knew he could only take so much
before he would give her exactly what she wanted. 

And we can make love
Or we can just fuck
We can get romantic, dirty dancing
Feel my hands until the sun comes up

He was above her again, kissing along her jaw and one her cheeks. Her breathing
was uneven as she lifted her hips to get some friction. Tony’s hands held her
down to the bed, though, making her wait even longer for him. She whined a
little and then felt Tony smirk against the skin on her neck. He chuckled a
little and moved a hand to take the blindfold off, which she was very thankful
for. Looking up into his eyes, she wanted nothing more than to have all of him
at the moment. And she knew he felt the same because not long after, his lips
were pressed hard against hers as he entered her again, taking his time.

Baby, let me rock your body, ride your body
Kiss your favorite spot
Tie your hands behind your back
Feel my fingertips above your shoulders
You like it when I drive it, yeah, I push the clutch
I just want it all, but no rush
Tony continued to kiss her, their connected lips muffling out their moans. His
hands were all over her and it was driving her mad. Goosebumps were left
wherever his fingers had just been. Natasha wrapped her legs around his waist,
pulling him closer to her. Doing this also pushed him in her further, giving
her a new sense of pleasure. She pulled away from his lips, gasping for air and
moaning loud. Her hands continued to strain against the cuffs, needing to run
her fingers through his hair.

Ride it out, I swear
Take your clothes off and leave them right there
Tell me you love me even if you don't
I wanna make love tonight, I don't care yeah
Just ride it out {Just ride it out}
Just ride it out, ride it out
Natasha felt the mattress dip on either side of her as Tony repositioned
himself so that his arms were on either side of her head and holding most of
his weight. She stared up at him, mouth slightly ajar as the moans continued to
spill from between her lips. He smirked down at her, quickly snapping his hips
into her. She gasped and pulled her legs around him tighter, lifting her hips
up again.
The new angle gave her even more pleasure than before. She screamed his name,
eyes closed and head thrown back. She was thankful he got the hint and
continued moving his hips in the same place while kissing her neck again. Her
moans filled the room once again, ringing out in the night. Tony quickened his
pace, groaning in Natasha’s ear. She knew he was getting close, and so was she.
Everything was completely peaceful the moment both of them tumbled over.
Natasha moved her hips up against Tony’s as he went down on hers, the other’s
name on each other’s lips. They rode out their highs, giving the other light
kisses as they started to collect themselves. They were left staring at each
other, nothing but love for each other as they kissed again.
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