#crudeness

“I’m telling you, man, tighter is better,” one of the guests at the VIP area snickers. He watches one of the girls' dance for him, growling as he palms his cock through his pants.

“Maybe, but if you want to put two cocks in her cunt she shouldn’t be too tight,” you scrunch up your nose in disgust whilst the two men bicker about their latest conquests. “Did you ever fuck a virgin ass? I love the way they act all shy and moan like a bitch in heat the moment I stuff her ass with my cock.”

“Ahem—anything else,” it’s a weak attempt to stop the men from talking like cavemen in front of you and the dancer. “More drinks or maybe a snack?”

“I’d like to have a snack,” the blonde eyes the girl stand between his legs to dance up and down. She runs her hand over her chest, seductively pursing her lips. “How much for her to ride my dick?”

“We—we are not that kind of establishment, Sir,” stuttering you look at the girl with wide eyes. She doesn’t seem to mind they treat her like a piece of meat or their crudeness. “If you want a hooker, look outside.”

“Rogers, can you not act like a brute. The same goes for you, Barnes,” the third man grunts, waving the dancer off, chasing her away. “Now Darling.” He looks at you, smirking when you drop your gaze. “I’d like another drink and a snack. Anything you can recommend.”

“Uh—we got a menu. I can hand you one,” his grin widens while watching you nervously tug at your skirt. “Sir.”

“You can’t chase my girl away only to get all cozy with that mouse,” Steve grunts. He’s pissed as the girl from earlier already found another guest demanding her attention. “She will fuck someone else tonight, great.”

“When did you lose your charm, Rogers? You used to be a gentleman. Now you act like a brute,” the man tuts. “Darling, I must apologize for my friend’s behavior.”

“Oh, it’s fine, Sir,” you shrug. “I’m used to men acting like cavemen. It’s always the same, nothing special to me anymore. I like to pretend to be somewhere else. And when I leave this place, I take a long bath to wash the stink of this place off of me.”

“Careful now, doll,” Bucky growls. “A mouse like you shouldn’t make a fuss. Go and hide in the shadows like you did the whole night.”

“Barnes, stop,” you storm off, ignoring your colleague calling your name or that you must look like you lost your mind when you kick the door open to leave the club.

You release a shuddery breath, fearing you just lost your job. Messing with VIP guests is the worst thing you’ve ever done.

Meanwhile at the club…

“Get your shit together. Both of you,” Tony gets up from his comfortable seat to follow you outside. “I told you about the girl and that I want to impress her tonight.”

“What? We gave you the perfect opportunity to play her hero, Stark,” Steve shrugs his shoulders, already turning his attention toward one of the dancers. “You wanted her attention, you got it. Not my fault you waited for too long to make a move.”

“I will get that sweet girl into my clutches,” nodding at his companions Tony smirks darkly. “Gentlemen, I’ll leave you to the ladies.”

“OH, darling. You shouldn’t stand out here in the dark. It’s cold,” you shriek, startle and drop your keys when the mobster suddenly appears behind you to wrap you in his warm coat. “Let me drive you home.”

“I—I don’t live far away, Sir. You shouldn’t waste your time on me. If you want to impress a girl, go in there. The dancers are more likely your type.”

“Kitten has a loose tongue,” he clicks his tongue while grasping for your wrist to gently tug at it. “We will work on that. Tonight, I want you to feel like one in a million.”

“I will not suck your dick,” you try to shrug his coat off your shoulders but Tony wraps one arm around you, keeps you immobile. He’s stronger than he looks, and you shiver at the intensity in his gaze.

“Sweetness, I don’t want you to suck my cock but let me drive you home. This place is not for you,” Tony leans closer to whisper the next words in your ear. “But if you change your mind, you can always wrap those pretty lips around my cock.”

“N-no,” swallowing thickly you try to not look away, to hold his gaze. “I don’t even know you, Sir.”

“Tony, darling,” he pecks your cheek, lips lingering on your skin. “You can call me Tony from now on. Let me drive you home.”

“Why do you want to drive me home? You don’t even know me. I don’t want a stranger to know where I live.”

“Well, my name is Tony Stark, sweetness,” he purrs, eyes dropping to your lips. “I rule this town, or rather I own it. Including your nice little workplace.”

“OH—”

“You caught my eye months ago,” his fingers gently grip your chin to force you to look him in the eyes while he talks to you. “I gave you time, wanted you to open up to me. I know you are shy and not used to drawing attention to you but, you got mine.”

“Sir, Mr. Stark…Tony,” you splutter. “How—why me? I’m no one. All the girls in the club are so glamorous and I’m just me.”

“Yes, you are you, darling,” his lips gently press against yours, making you shiver. You open your mouth, let Tony slip his tongue inside. “Let me take you home, Y/N.”

“I—I could let you drive me home, I guess,” Tony smirks as you let him take your hand to place it onto his heart. “Mr. Stark.”

“I told you, darling,” he pecks your lips, promising so much more with every sugar-coated word, “you can call me Tony from now on…”

>> Part 2

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