Tonight’s your 3-year anniversary with Stephen. For two of those years, you’ve lived in the New York Sanctum together. The two of you have fought against many multiversal trespassers, been visited by different members of The Avengers, and keep the Sanctum running. There are moments you’ve been able to spend with him that are only about the two of you, but this is the first major date night that’s been planned for quite a while.
Stephen and you just got home from a lovely dinner at a local Italian restaurant, and the both of you are dressed quite nicely. He’s wearing a deep black four-piece suit with a crisp white button-down shirt and a matching black tie. His black hair with those unmistakable silver streaks at the sides is combed back nicely too.
You’re dressed in a electric blue A-line dress with a silver belt around the waist, silver wedge heeled shoes, with a matching necklace that has letter charms of “DSVS” and an emerald in between the first two and last two letters.
The both of you walk into the foyer of the Sanctum. You’re about to walk upstairs, but he grabs your wrist and spins you around before you can.
“You know, it wouldn’t be a proper date night without looking back on a sentimental moment or two, and maybe also a dance.”, Stephen suggests.
You look up into his bright blue eyes and ask, “Which of our millions of moments would you like to revisit, my dear?”
“How about when you brought me to a Stark gala as your plus-one? You tried to make it so your brother wouldn’t tell that we were dating, yet our behavior had other plans that night. Flirting from across the room, and that dance we shared.”
“That was the happiest I’ve seen you with ABBA playing.”
“It was getting late, and I have to agree with you that Voulez-Vous is a really good song. Shall we have that dance again?”, he requests.
“Absolutely, Stephen. We shall.”, you respond as you connect your phone into speakers to play the music. You press ‘play’ on Voulez-Vous, and the recollection begins.
The two on you walk to the center of the room and he starts, “My plus-one this evening looks beautiful. May I have this dance with her?”
“Yes, you may.”
He wraps one arm around your waist and holds your other hand. The both of you glide across the floor to the uptempo tune, and he swings you out. He then spins you back into his arms and dips you. This continues during the song until the lyrics “masters of the scene//we’ve done it all before and now we’re back to get some more//you know what I mean” is sung for the final time in the song.
At this point, he dips you down rather low and dramatically and starts kissing up your neck towards your mouth. He stops right before getting to your mouth to look into your eyes for a moment.
“God, you’re beautiful, my love.”
He then closes his eyes and kisses you on the lips passionately. You kiss him back the same way as he picks you up into his arms bridal style. He pulls away and the two of you smile for a moment.
“I need more of you, my love. I can’t get enough of you.”, Stephen says in a low, deep tone. His voice only gets this low when he’s getting aroused.
“I need more of you too, handsome. Let’s have some more fun tonight.”
He carries you over to the table the speaker’s on and shuts it off. He then sits you on it and grabs your jaw, pulling your face closer to his.
You then lock lips with his and start making out with him. The two of you make out for a while, the kiss with in it getting sloppier and sloppier by the second. The hand that pulled you in wraps around your throat, and the other is grabbing one of your thighs.
As you pull away from him, you seductively taunt, “I didn’t know you liked holding up my throat.”
Stephen’s grip around your throat gets tighter.
“Oh, y/n, stop acting so naive. I know you like it when I choke you. I thought I’d tease you by starting with a loose grip.”
He suddenly lets go and waves his hand to pull a chair over to the two of you and sits down, with his legs spread.
“Sit on my lap before I pull you onto it myself.”, he demands.
“No. I don’t have to listen to you.”
“Fine then.”
A bright orange lasso wraps around your waist and Stephen yanks on it, bringing you over. He immediately starts making out with you again.
He pulls away, deciding to roughly kiss your neck. This leaves plenty of hickeys and makes you even more aroused. You start grinding yourself against the thigh you’re sat on and quietly whimper.
“Fuck. You’re so incredibly hot when you do that. I love the sight of you trying to pleasure yourself on my thigh.”
You keep doing so for your own desires and groan into his ear, then go, “Oh fuck, I’m going to need a doctor.”
Stephen smirks at you and raises one of his eyebrows.
“Let me take you to an exam room, miss.”, he seductively states. He picks you up bridal style again and carries you up to your bedroom. He carefully lies you down on the bed and takes off his suit jacket, then rolling up his shirt sleeves.
He then gets on top of you and roughly kisses you for a short moment.
“What brings you in tonight, miss?”
“My pussy is really wet and I just can’t shake the desire to get fucked rough. I’m getting extremely horny, sir.”
“Interesting. May I take a look?”
You spread your legs and agree to him ‘taking a look’.
“These are beautiful panties, I almost feel bad needing to take them off for this.”, he says as he slides off the silver silk panties you had been wearing. Two of his fingers then slide across the outside of your pussy as you whimper.
“Oh? Did you like that?, he asks as he does it again.
“Yes, doctor.”, you reply.
He starts circling his fingers around your clit and ‘accidentally’ slides a finger into your pussy.
“So wet that my finger can go in easily. I wonder if another one could go in.”
Two of his fingers are now inside you, making a slow ‘come here’ motion. You’re moaning quietly as he fingers you. The way he does it makes you wetter and hornier by the second.
“Faster, please. Finger me faster.”, you beg.
“As you request.”
Stephen’s fingers go faster and you buck your hips occasionally. You’re desperate for pleasure.
He circles his thumb around your clit as your moans get louder. This goes down for 10 minutes or so until Stephen notices that you’re about to cum. He pulls his fingers out and you yelp from being so close to climaxing.
“Oh darling, did you think I’d let you cum so soon? Sit up and look at me.”
You look up and down at him, and your eyes meet where the fabric is tightening around the bulge in his pants. He starts to unbuckle his belt and unzips his pants.
“Lie back down. I need to fuck you hard. Now.”
“Please do! Fuck me! Fuck me, Stephen!”, you request.
He hoists up the skirt of your dress and pulls his hard dick out. Neither of you are able to wait for each other to undress any further.
You’re pinned to the bed as he grinds his dick against your clit.
“Are you ready, slut? Ready for this dick?”
“Yes, sir! I am!”, you whimper in response.
He thrusts his dick into your pussy. “Fuck! You’re damn right that you’re ready for me!” He fucks you rough and hard as if this is going to be the last time he’ll ever fuck someone. It’s obvious he was getting desperate for his dick to be deep inside of you.
“Fuck, faster, Stephen! Faster!”, you moan. He fucks you so damn good when the both of you just can’t handle yourselves anymore.
He goes faster as the both of you moan loud. Your eyes roll back in immense pleasure from his dick being inside you.
“Y/n! Your pussy is so damn good! I don’t know how much longer I can last!”
“Neither can I, Stephen… You’re about to make me cum!”
He thrusts rougher and faster as you feel his dick start to throb inside of you.
“Y/n, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum inside this amazing pussy of yours!”
He thrusts a few more times right where you need him to. The final thrust sends you into a powerful climax that pulses through your whole body as you cum all over his dick.
Your powerful moaning during this climax makes Stephen continue to fuck you until he cums inside you.
“Goddamn. That was so good, y/n.”
“Definitely, Stephen. It’s the best sex we’ve had in a while.
He kisses you softly as he cuddles you.
“I love you, y/n.”
“I love you too, Stephen.”