Rating: R
Fandom: Marvel Universe
Characters: Iron Man/Nocturne
Warnings: Implied sex, nudity
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing
Summary: Tony's discovered she's got fur.
And he’d thought feathers were seductive.
No.
Fur was even more so. Especially fur that covered the entire body.
Tony felt a little dirty, then, but quelled the thoughts that went along with it. He’d never been into the fur thing. At least, not until he’d met Nocturne.
She nipped at him, just missing his nose as he pulled back just in time. He ran his arms around her waist, over her naked body, through her fur.
Talia-she hated when he called her that-chuckled darkly, seductively. Her tail shot out and wrapped around him.
It didn’t take much for him to get her hint.
"What will your father do to me when he finds out about this?" Tony mumbled against her kitten-soft fur.
"He’ll kill you. And that’s if he finds out. Or did you intend to end your life so soon?"
She’s got a sick sense of humor, he thought.
She tangled her thick fingers in his hair and pulled, not enough to hurt, but certainly enough to get his attention a few times over.
"We really shouldn’t be doing this," he pointed out, playing with one of her blonde locks.
"We shouldn’t do a lot of things, but do you see that stopping us?" she countered.
He couldn’t argue there. Especially not with her warm hands running over his back and her tail finding just the right places to touch.
So he simply didn’t.