starfish stark

FUCKKKKK YESSSSS SOMEONE ELSE UNDERSTANDS THE SUIT KINK 😭😭🙏🙏

everytime i see an iron man edit of the suit i actually think i enter ovulation. it's so hot. i don't know what it is. the face plate. the armored layers. the power. the gadgets. the technology. the tony inside of it. im actually going crazy just thinking about it.

in my head, there's two ways this can go.

you and tony are dating and he slowly acclimates you to the suit. leaving the helmet on the dresser while you guys get dirty. tinkering with pieces on the dinner table while wearing his sluttiest tank top and flexing more often than usual. then he take you out in the suit, flying with you in his arms. bit by bit, the pieces add up and slowly you start liking the suit like you like your boyfriend. thats the moment he started to introduce it into your sex lives.

he saves you in the suit from danger and carries you to safety and youre back in the penthouse or mansion and before he can say anything, youre stripping off your shirt and kissing the edge of his faceplace where his jaw would be and all over his suit like it's his actual body. cue the suit sex

there's a lot of tony specific moments he would have with the suit.

vibrating suit gauntlet. he's tinkering with the suit's hand one day up to his forearm, and he calls you down to the lab. immiedately he jumps you, one arm flesh and warm, and the other full of the hum of technology. clothes start to come off and he starts slow (slower than usual), because he slips his gauntlet hand down your stomach and under the strap of your underwear. It's hot, he makes it hot, muttering how 'you know how many people this thing has killed? the sheer power it has? there's around 23 types of weaponry in this glove alone, 12 in the two fingers stuffing you full right now, getting soaked by your pussy. how bout that?'. just when you're getting light headed from his words and the situation, he squints his eyes and makes a small move that makes the fingers start vibrating. and tony stark, if anything, is efficent. he will make you come so hard you see stars.

i think he definitely has a 'pin-her-down' function in the suit. if he's ever feeling freaky (which is always), he'll invite you down to the workshop for some lab sex or find you wherever u are and playfully engage like some wrestling and halfway through the suit (without him inside) pins down the wrists he previously had in the palm of his hand, and you look back and realize fuck there’s two of them. tony has two free hands. you have none.

(i also think if you’re into it, he would set up some kind of predator/prey game into it, letting you run until the suit tracks you down and pins you until tony comes by to fuck you senseless and then disable the suit to let you go.)

i think the above can also be the pin-her-down-and-fuck-her-brainless setting, so it pins you down and works essentially as a fucking machine. he gets all excited showing you about it, telling it commands like, “flip her over. fuck her slow. slower. now fast like a jack rabbit, but don’t let her come. fuck, yeah, just like that.” (he is most definitely watching from the arm chair, jacking off tothe fact that his technology, his holy grail, is fucking you an inch of your life. no refractory period for the suit. no need for it to have a break. just overstimulation over and over again for you. he’s man spreading, one hand stroking himself and one holding a glass of whiskey. he’s so fucking hot.

another idea. tony makes YOU wear the suit. not the whole thing (but i mean who knows he’s kinda freaky like that), but parts of it. in my head, he starts with the helmet, holding your face still and sliding it on. you get the light up view from inside, but rather than flight speeds or weaponry details on the inside, it’s your heart beat, showing you how much it speeds up as tony sticks his hand up your shirt and massages your skin, slow and sensual to the point u feel like you’re losing your mind. and while he’s going down on you, kissing up and down your neck, right where your jaw is under the helmet, fucking up into you until your eyes roll back, he mumbles “see that little red dot baby?”, and you search your light up display until u see the blinking dot in the corner. “yeah… it’s recording… your own personal film, baby, for when i’m on a mission, and you miss me!” yeah… he has an issue.

(also, i think tony has enough of an ego and a sexual drive that he gets turned on by the fact you’re gasping and whimpering for life inside his tech, and also the fact he’s kind of looking at himself (the faceplate) while he fucks you? this man’s a freak. it probably gets him off to see his own billion dollar gold titanium alloy staring at him as he fucks it senseless)

in the future, maybe with nanotech, this evolves into using the suit as restraints or as handcuffs. imagine with that what u will.

ok last one last one. he’s fixing something in the interface of the suit, and he gets inside just to monitor how the update is working. he gets the brilliant idea that he wants you to get yourself off by straddling the thigh of his suit and humping like his personal little bunny.

LETS TALK ABOUT THIS GUYS.

616, aka hot movie tony, and sim, superior iron man, tony.

in my head, 616 tony is much more fluid and nonchalant. he knows he’s good at sex and he knows that he can please a woman WELL. if 616 tony is hitting you first, you’re getting a lot of snarky, sassy sex. expect for him to stroke his own ego on how good he is at this while balls deep, giving you no budge to argue about it cause how could you? youre absolutely incoherent in pleasure and if you do find a way to respond, sim! tony is right there about to hold you down so 616 tony has more places to put his hands.

don’t expect a refractory period break. don’t even try to ask for a condom with sim! tony. 616 might— he has enough experience in sex and hook ups that it wouldn’t bother him too much. sim! tony however?

(“no, i’m not wearing a condom. my body cannot be infected by any disease sexually, nor can it hold any disease to spread to you. pregnancy? no i dont think im worried about that. fine fine, ill order plan B.”)

so 616 pulls out and sim tony automatically shifts your position, pressing your face down into the pillows and lifting your hips up. he doesn’t ask, he manhandles you and maybe apologizes if it hurts.

sim! tony is general approach to sex is wayyyy more methodical than 616 tony just because sex is more of an inconvenience for a superior being such as himself. (but fuck you look so hot when you’re blabbering cause you’ve been fucked stupid, and he really likes you like that. maybe he can induldge in this lust for just you— after all he deserves it. he’s your superior.)

he goes right after 616 tony and goes straight to pound town. strictly speaking, he’s so much more intense than 616 tony. heavier, stronger, faster, lasts longer—

(—and bigger. why do you think 616 had to go first? sim! tony would have torn you up if he went in without that prep.)

you’re in ecstasy. absolute bliss. both these men know how to make you feel good, and god are they vocal and cocky about it. their dirty talk is astronomically good, sending you to your edge way sooner.

the reason they go 616 first and then sim is because 616 is how they get into your pants first. flirting, bickering, casual touches, getting close… sim is too dominating for all the nuance, but a part of him understands that you’d freak out if he walked up to you demanding sex so… 616 is here to butter you up. make you feel hot. make you feel so fucking good you can’t breath.

sim iron man can’t go first cause you’d be way to exhausted to take 616 afterwards. so they tag team you like this, 616 and then sim tony cause it’s all about you. making you gasp until you dee stars. kissing you up between the two of them, both their hands wandering in different directions until you get overwhelmed before any intercourse actually happens.

(since i’m an eater-tony truther. after sim tony finished inside you, 616 tony flips you back over and licks a slow strip, cleaning you up. sim tony can’t comprehend and gets a towel and water. 616 is taking his sweet time and asking soft questions like “was that good? did you feel ok? did anything hurt?” in mumbles between licks. once he’s done, sim tony cleans you up with the warm towel, with careful precision. 616 eases you to drink water and rubs your back, praising you with “you did so well. we’re so proud of you. you’re so incredible.” cuddles between them and head scratches from 616 tony while sim tony holds you (with his massive hands) against his chest. heaven on earth.)

The overstimulation? They don’t care you’re all fucked out. There’s literally not one coherent word coming out of your mouth, it’s all moans and whimpers; face stained with tears cause both dicks are that good.

Before I write this, I paused for a long time… I didn't know where to begin.

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