Ain't No Party Like A Tony Stark Party
Iris’s POV
“You can do this.” Iris mumbled to herself as she got ready. “You’ll be fine.”
Iris had just learnt that the party was much bigger than she had expected. She had expected that only the Avengers were going to be there but boy was she wrong. According to Tony the guest list contained over a hundred guests.
Iris was startled by a knock on the bathroom door. Her hand slipped and eyeliner spread much further than were it should have ended.
“Shit!” Iris shouted. That was my sixth attempt!
“You good in there?” Natasha asked. Iris had agreed to get ready with the rest of the girls. Wanda wanted to do Iris’s makeup but Iris wasn’t too fond of people touching her face and jabbing things near her eyes so she declined.
“Fuck this. Fuck makeup.” Iris groaned. She could here Natasha chuckling on the other side of the door.
“Are you sure you don’t want help?” Iris heard Wanda’s voice, slightly muffled by the door.
“I’m good. Ya know you guys don’t need to wait for me.” The other two were already done long ago but Iris was being challenged by her attempts at more formal makeup. Usually she’d go for something dark and messy, this was a completely different story.
“We chose this dress; we want to be the first to see it!” Natasha replied.
“Fine. Just give me a minute.” Iris wiped off her latest attempt at eyeliner although she never made it past one eye. The rest of her face already was done, the eyes were the finishing touch.
Here goes nothing. Iris pulled the eyeliner across her lid, flicking it once it reached the end of her eye. She didn’t dare to look and quickly did the other eye.
“Holy shit!” Iris cheered.
“What is it?” Natasha asked, sounding slightly concerned. Iris rushed out the bathroom, nearly tripping on the trail of her dress in her heels.
“I did eyeliner!”
Both Natasha and Wanda didn’t say anything. They both stood there in their perfect dresses, gaping.
“What? Did I fuck it up? I fucked it up didn’t I.”
“You look amazing.” Wanda announced. Iris felt a strong blush rise to her cheeks.
“You really do. Everyone is going to be jealous Bucky already has you. Although I don’t think that’ll stop Stark from trying.” Natasha added.
“But have you even seen yourself in the mirror? You guys look like goddesses! I’m like a scrawny, lanky chicken next to you both.” Iris couldn’t help but admit that was exactly how she felt.
“Don’t kid yourself. Your legs look amazing; I’d kill for them.” Natasha responded.
“I wouldn’t doubt it.” Iris felt slightly more confident after hearing Natasha’s words. She wasn’t used to compliments and wasn’t quite sure how to take them.
“Well, we really should get going. The party already started thirty minutes ago which means Tony probably got drunk, let’s see.” Natasha checked an invisible watch. “An hour ago.”
“To be honest I need a drink after training today so let’s go.” Iris picked up the black clutch Natasha had let her borrow. Little did everyone know but Iris had stored her three little pills inside.
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The second Iris walked into the massive party she knew immediately there were more than 100 people there. Natasha gave her a reassuring nod before moving towards the bar. Iris recognized Bruce who was sitting there already. Now that’s what I call a power couple.
“Good evening Wanda. Good evening Iris. You both look lovely.” Vision had somehow appeared by the remaining pair.
“Thank you Vision.” Wanda answered kindly. Iris still wasn’t very sure how to respond to the Android, as Tony and Bruce had tried to explain to her. Iris didn’t really understand.
Iris noticed Wanda was looking at her for confirmation that she was allowed to leave her on her own.
“You don’t need my blessing; I’ll be fine on my own.” Iris said although she doubted her own words. As Wanda walked away with Vision a waiter carrying a tray of cocktails passed Iris by.
“Does this have alcohol in it?” Iris pulled the waiter to the side.
“Mam, you do realize this is a Stark party, right?” He responded.
“I’m new. Also, I’m assuming that’s a yes?” Iris pulled a drink off the tray and downed it before placing the empty glass back on the tray and pulling down another, drinking it slower.
“You must be the new recruit then.”
“I guess.”
“Well then, congratulations mam.” The waiter left Iris who was still near the entrance of the party. Iris didn’t see anyone she recognized and was beginning to worry more and more.
Will Bucky even be here? Bucky didn’t really seem like the party type.
“Iris, may I say you look ravishing tonight?” Iris turned around to see a very tipsy looking Tony Stark. He was now her exact height. “May I interest you in a dance? Or maybe straight upstairs?”
“Sorry Tony, still taken.” Iris rolled her eyes.
“Frosty can watch. Or join. Whatever.” Tony hiccupped and grinned widely. Some very fancy looking man was trying to get Tony’s attention but Tony just turned around and shushed him very loudly. The man moved away pretty fast.
“Tony, that’s disgusting.”
“Okay, he can just watch.”
“I’m not nearly drunk enough for this.”
“We can change that.” Tony ushered a waiter to come over and bring new drinks. Iris placed her now empty cup on the tray and took another one. The cocktails were quite strong and she could already feel a little giddy.
“Talking about Bucky, where is he?” Tony groaned.
“Over there.” Tony vaguely pointed at the opposite end of the room. Iris left without another word, sipping on her drink as she passed through groups of tipsy people.
Iris was about halfway through and still didn’t see Bucky anywhere.
Suddenly she felt a hand grab her ass and another one wrap around her waist. Iris froze as an unknown voice whispered in her ear.
“Hey sweetheart. Whadya say we get outta here.” His breath reeked of whiskey, instantly bringing memories of her father worst nights. Suddenly she was back in the past, unable to move as the man began guiding her out the room. Iris tried to struggle but his physical grip and her mental one was too strong. No one around them noticed, they were all too far gone.
“Let go of me.” Iris demanded but her voice faltered, making her demand sound much more like a meager plea.
“You heard the lady.” The man spun around, with his arm still wrapped around her middle. Bucky’s voice was all it took to break Iris out of her terror. She swung her elbow back, colliding it with his face. Iris turned around, kneeing him in the groin. A loud groan left the man as he bent over.
“Stupid bitch.” The man struggled to get back up but Bucky didn’t let him. He grabbed the man’s collar, lifting him a solid few inches from the ground. This got even the drunkest peoples’ attention.
“What did you say?” Bucky looked furious.
“I said she was a stupid bitch. I give her a compliment and…” Bucky didn’t let him finish. Within a second Bucky’s fist collided with the man’s face. Luckily for him, Bucky used his flesh hand as the metal one was gripping his collar.
After a few good strikes Bucky dropped him to the floor. By this point security had arrived.
“Please escort this asshole out.” Bucky said quite matter of factly as he fixed his suit which Iris had to admit looked very good on him.
The guards nodded and quickly dragged the now unconscious man to the door. By now most of the people had turned their heads away, whether it was because they were scared or drunk Iris didn’t know.
“Iris, are you okay?” Bucky turned to face Iris. His eyes connected with her body as they ran up and down. “Wow. You look…you are…” Bucky stumbled over his words. “Beautiful.”
Iris blushed.
“You don’t look to shabby yourself.” Iris paused. “Also thank you for that.”
“No one touches my angel.”
“Even you?” Iris grinned, the alcohol now pretty deep in her system. Bucky looked a little taken aback but eventually hesitantly wrapped his arm around Iris’s waist. “Now let’s get a drink.”
“Can’t get drunk.” Bucky replied as they walked to the bar. There was some cheering going on but Iris couldn’t see through the crowd.
“What? Really? That sucks ass.” Iris shook her head. “I guess being super isn’t that super after all.” Iris giggled at her own joke.
“How much have you had already?”
“Three, I think.” Finally, the two of them got to the bar and Iris realized what the cheering was for. A few people were sitting down, racing to take 10 shots fastest.
“Done!” One of the men shouted at the table before proceeding to collapse on the floor in a fit of laughter. The other to men stumbled off as the crowd cheered. Someone pulled the laughing man from the bar.
“Who dares to challenge the mighty Tony Stark!?” Somehow Tony had gotten on top of the bar. Everyone cheered but no one stood up.
“I’ll do it.” Iris announced confidently. At least I have one skill.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Bucky held onto Iris a little tighter.
“Oh come on Frosty, let your girlfriend have a little fun.” Tony hopped off the bar and Iris was surprised he didn’t break his ankle as he stumbled a few steps forward.
“Yeah, Frosty.” Iris playfully punched Bucky’s shoulder, stepping up to the bar as Bucky released Iris as hesitantly as he had first wrapped his arm around her.
“Ten shots each!” Tony announced loudly. “One winner!”
He really is a showman.
The two bartenders set out ten glasses each, pouring vodka into each one. Iris turned around and grinned at a very concerned looking Bucky. She gave him two thumbs up and moved towards to bar, placing her clutch to the side.
“Bartender, count us in!” Tony said a little too loudly.
“3, 2, 1, go!”
Iris picked up the shot glass and downed it, relishing the afterburn. Then she took another. And another. And another. The crowd was wild behind them. Iris took her fifth and began to feel the effects.
You really should have eaten lunch.
Now Iris was on her sixth. Seventh. Eighth. Ninth. She didn’t dare look over to Tony, expecting him to shout done at any moment.
Iris probably spilled more than she drank on the last one.
“Done!” Iris shouted just as Tony took his last shot. Her head was pounding in a good way, either from the roaring crowd or the alcohol, she didn’t know.
“I fucking outdrank Tony motherfucking Stark!” Iris shouted. Holding up her last empty shot glass as her arm wavered.
“I bet you cheated.” Tony grumbled before crossing his arms like a child.
“Someone’s a sore loser.” Iris mocked. Most of the crowd had now disappeared back into the room.
“No I’m not. See I’ll get you a drink. A martini for the lady and two for me.” He gestured, basically falling down into the barstool. Iris plopped down into the one next to him, giggling in the process. Both of them could barely sit up straight as the waiter brought them their drinks.
“Iris I really think you should take it down a notch.” Bucky had moved to the chair next to Iris. Iris spun around on the barstool to face Bucky but ended up passing him on her way around.
“Wow, these are really fun.” Iris spun around a few more times before catching herself on the counter, nearly falling over in the process. Bucky instinctively reached his arms out to catch her but Iris maintained her balance on the stool.
“Iris please be careful.” Bucky sounded more and more worried.
“I am careful, what do you mean I’m not careful.” Iris leaned over the bar, spilling her martini all over her dress in the process.
“Shit! Fuck! I love this dress!” Iris tried to brush of the liquid but all it did was soak deeper.
“Iris stop! I’ll get you some towels just stay right here.” Bucky stood up and pointed at the bartender
“She better still be here when I get back.” He said menacingly. The bartender nodded quickly, fear apparent in
his eyes.
“Ooo, who’s the man now.” Iris giggled, slumping over the damp bar which the bartender was trying to clean. Tony began laughing as well, spilling his own drink on the counter.
“And Tony, if you lay a finger on her I’ll make sure you won’t have anything left to touch her with again.”
“Okay there Frosty.” Tony lifted his hands in mock defeat but didn’t really seem to be listening.
Bucky groaned and began moving back towards Iris.
“Can you go get my towels already?” Iris sat straight up, staring Bucky straight in the eye. Bucky shook his head and turned around, moving towards the exit. Every few steps he would turn his head back to Iris and Tony until eventually he was out of sight.
“Such a party pooper.” Tony grumbled.
“I know. I needed him to leave because I have something even more fun.” Iris grinned. Tony smirked in return and Iris’s foggy brain quickly realized it came out wrong. “And no, it does not involve a bed. Let’s go.”
“You really think I need a bed to have fun.” Tony said as the two of them stood up.
“Mam, you can’t leave.”
“And you can’t tell me what to do.” Iris began to walk away from the bar, following Tony who had already begun moving and was gesturing her to follow. The bartender reached over the bar and grabbed Iris’s upper arm.
“Mam, I must insist you stay here.”
“Let go of me.” Iris grumbled through clenched teeth.
“Mam…”
“You heard what my boyfriend will do to Tony if he laid a finger on me, I can’t imagine what he’d do to you now that you’ve made inappropriate gestures.”
“Wha…?” The bartender quickly understood but only loosened his grip slightly. “Mam please.”
“Don’t mam me.” Iris pulled her arm free from his weak grip as he looked to her in dismay. Iris grabbed her clutch, stomping away to meet up with Tony.
“What took you so long.” Tony snaked his arm around Iris’s waist but she didn’t notice.
“Your bartender is an asshole.” Iris groaned as Tony led her away from the crowd to a booth. Tony glared down at the current occupants who got out pretty quick. Tony let go of Iris so they both could get in the booth.
“Well then I’ll fire him.” Both Tony and Iris broke down laughing for a few seconds until they managed to compose themselves. “So what do you have in store for me.” Tony got closer, almost to the point where he was breathing down her neck. Iris shivered but didn’t mind.
“This.” Iris opened her clutch and pulled out the set of little blue pills.
“Now we’re talking.” Tony wrapped his arm around Iris’s shoulder. “You are my favorite Avenger now.”
“You are definitely the funnest. Wait, that’s not a word. Shit.” Iris began laughing again, nearly dropping the pills in the process. “Let’s get this party started.”
Iris popped open the tiny bag and put two of the three pills in her hand, tucking the last one back into her clutch. She popped one in her mouth, swallowing it whole. Tony reached for his pill but Iris pulled her hand back.
“No mister, not like that.” Iris placed the pill on her tongue and crashed her lips into Tony’s. Tony pulled her body closer as he leaned over Iris. Although Iris might have been the same height as him in heels he was definitely in control.
When they released from each others grasps they both were grinning wildly.
“Oops.” Iris giggled. “Bucky’s gonna be so pissed.”
“Forget about Frosty for just one minute will you.” Tony suddenly got up and climbed on the table.
“Now who wants to see what a real Tony Stark party is made of?” He bellowed. The crowd cheered louder than anything Iris had heard before. Tony raised his arms and lights began to appear in circle formations around the floor.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please move away from the glowing circles because it’s about to get hot in here!”
And like that the glowing circles fell away as a few very busty, scantily clothed women rose out of the ground, all of which were hanging off of stripper polls.
“And that my lady, is a Tony Stark party.” Tony sat back down next to Iris, wrapping his arm around her shoulder as the crowd became entertained.
The effects of the ecstasy were beginning to take hold on the both of them. The lights became brighter, the sounds louder, yet all at the same time everything seemed to become softer. Tony pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it and puffing it a few times before handing it off to Iris. She inhaled in gratefully, nuzzling closer to Tony.
“Hey, truth or dare.” Tony asked Iris.
“Okay then Tony. I see where this is going.”
“Oh I bet you have no idea where there is going.” Tony nibbled at Iris’s neck and she batted him away playfully.
“Fine then. Dare.”
“Get on the table and dance like her.” Tony pointed to the stripper dancing front and center in the room, if you could even call it dancing more than having sex with the air.
“Well that’s not what I expected but okay.” Iris awkwardly climbed on the table, standing up and adjusting her dress. Tony stared up to Iris, his eyes zoning in and out as he crossed his arms behind his head and leaned against the couch. He threw his legs up on the table as well.
“Now, let’s see you dance.”
Iris began swaying her hips in time with the music, lifting her hands up and letting them fall over her body. She didn’t notice but a few other men had come to join the show.
Iris swayed a few more times before beginning a slow descent, sticking out her backside as she moved. She got on her knees, crawling seductively towards Tony’s lounging form. He leaned forward, grabbing the collar part of her dress and pulled her closer.
For the second time that night Iris and Tony’s lips crashed together. This time it was sloppier, wilder. Tony pulled Iris down to his lap, wrapping his arms around her, totally in control.
“Iris! What the hell!” Iris swung her head away from Tony who was smirking and didn’t let go. Iris began giggling once more at Bucky.
“Come on Frosty, join the fun!” Tony chuckled as he nuzzled into Iris’s neck. Iris tucked her chin in, smiling. Bucky on the other hand didn’t look so pleased.
“Get off of her right now!” Bucky was growling at Tony, leaning over the table. Tony just rolled his eyes.
“Don’t think that’s possible since she’s on top of me.”
“Let go of her Stark.”
“Come on Buck, loosen up. Here, take one of these.” Iris couldn’t stop giggling as she pulled the last pill from her bag and showed it to Bucky.
“Did you take that!?” Bucky was basically shouting now but Iris couldn’t figure out why.
“We both did.”
“And it’s pretty damn great.” Tony added.
“Iris please, get over here.” Bucky’s voice softened. He seemed to be trying a different approach.
“Whatever you say Sergeant Barnes.” Iris pecked Tony on the cheek and slid out of the booth. She basically fell into Bucky’s arms the second she tried to stand up.
“Why don’t we go upstairs and have a little fun, hmm?” Iris purred at Bucky as she regained her balance.
“What about me?” Tony huffed.
“Shut up Stark.” Bucky said threateningly. “Iris, you’ve had way too much to drink and whatever that was. I’m not sleeping with you right now.”
“You don’t want to sleep with me?” Iris pouted.
“Iris please stop. You are beautiful and amazing but if we ever take the next step I want you to be… well you. And this definitely isn’t you.”
“Well then I’m going with Tony.” Iris turned around and gestured for Tony to come. He clambered out the booth happily.
“No you’re not.”
“Why? It’s my choice.”
“Iris, listen to me. You need to come with me and go to bed.”
“To bed, huh.” Iris attempted to wink but ended up awkwardly blinking.
“You need to sleep, and nothing else.”
“I don’t wanna. I’m having fun.”
“Iris please just…”
“Just what? Just listen to your every bidding? We’ve only been dating for a week or something and you already try to control everything.” Iris yanked herself away from Bucky and moved towards Tony.
Tony wrapped his hand around Iris’s waist but then moved his hand a little lower. Iris wasn’t quite sure what happened next but she remembered being knocked away somehow.
Iris dragged her limp self away as Bucky released punch after punch onto Tony’s face. She hid under another table, curling into a ball wishing everyone would disappear. As her vision faded they did just that.
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Bucky’s POV
“Where the hell is she!?” Bucky had the bartender by the collar as he leaned of the countertop.
“She went over there with Tony. I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop her.” The terrified bartender whimpered.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
Bucky stormed away. Since he’d been gone somehow polls had appeared and women wearing far too little in his opinion were swinging around them.
Bucky pushed through the crowd until he reached a small group of people surrounding a booth. Bucky saw Iris’s head over the rest of the crowd until it ducked out of view. Bucky basically threw the other people out of the way until he got to the table. He couldn’t believe what he saw.
Iris was on top of Stark’s lap, their mouths connected. Iris wasn’t doing much in reciprocation as Tony pulled her closer.
“Iris! What the hell!” Bucky felt fury rising in his chest, more than he had felt in a long time. Iris pulled away from Tony but he didn’t let go.
“Come on Frosty, join the fun!” Tony chuckled as he nuzzled into Iris’s neck. Iris tucked her chin in, smiling. Bucky could barely contain his rage, knowing if he let it out there was no one who could stop him
“Get off of her right now!” Bucky snarled at Tony, leaning over the table. Tony just rolled his eyes.
“Don’t think that’s possible since she’s on top of me.”
“Let go of her Stark.”
“Come on Buck, loosen up. Here, take one of these.” Iris was giggling childishly as she pulled a little package from her bag. It took Bucky a second to realize what was inside.
“Did you take that!?” Bucky was now shouting at the two of them, not caring who heard. Iris just looked very confused.
“We both did.”
“And it’s pretty damn great.” Tony added.
“Iris please, get over here.” Bucky attempted to calm himself as not to loose control. At this point he wouldn’t be surprised if he’d go full winter soldier on Tony right now.
“Whatever you say Sergeant Barnes.” Iris pecked Tony on the cheek and slid out of the booth. Bucky felt his anger rise again. As Iris stood up she instantly lost her balance, falling into Bucky’s arms.
“Why don’t we go upstairs and have a little fun, hmm?” Iris purred into his ear. Bucky felt his heart skip.
You could do it, you know. It might be your only chance. Bucky shook off the thought just as quickly as it had arrived in his mind. It was the winter soldier talking. The side of him that he hated.
“What about me?” Tony huffed.
“Shut up Stark.” Bucky said threateningly. “Iris, you’ve had way too much to drink and whatever that was. I’m not sleeping with you right now.”
“You don’t want to sleep with me?” Iris pouted.
I do. I really do.
“Iris please stop. You are beautiful and amazing but if we ever take the next step I want you to be… well you. And this definitely isn’t you.”
“Well then I’m going with Tony.” Iris turned around and gestured for Tony to come. He clambered out the booth happily.
“No you’re not.”
“Why? It’s my choice.”
“Iris, listen to me. You need to come with me and go to bed.”
“To bed, huh.” Iris seemed to be attempting to wink but it looked more like she was blinking.
“You need to sleep, and nothing else.”
“I don’t wanna. I’m having fun.”
“Iris please just…”
“Just what? Just listen to your every bidding? We’ve only been dating for a week or something and you already try to control everything.”
Those words hit Bucky like a punch in the chest as Iris yanked herself away from him. She leaned into Tony who wrapped his arm around her. Bucky felt his heartbeat speeding up and not in the good way. The second Stark’s hand lowered Bucky lost it.
He slammed into Tony, knocking him to the ground. He didn’t notice Iris stumbling to the ground and crawling away as he crashed his fists into Tony’s face, both metal and flesh.
It wasn’t until Thor and Steve pulled him off of Tony that he stopped although even then he attempted to barrage the now barely conscious Stark again. Wanda, Natasha and Bruce had all also showed up and were attempting to get Tony away from the raging Bucky.
“Bucky calm down!” Steve shouted at his friend.
“He touched her! He’ll fucking pay!” Bucky could barely be held back.
“Bucky, if you don’t stop we’ll have to make you stop.” Steve tried but all words were lost. He nodded to Wanda who lifted her hands, pointing them at Bucky. Red tendrils of light spun towards Bucky’s head, surrounding him. His eyes went red for a second before he began walking silently away towards the exit.
“What did you do?” Steve asked.
“He’s just going to his room and going to sleep.” Wanda responded.
“Good. Now let’s get this party cleared out.”