Fandom: MCU
Pairing: Tony Stark x OFC
Words: 614

Prompt: Silent night

Note: I want to apologise for my use of the song Silent Night in this. Though I am not really sorry at all. If you’re uncomfortable with me smuttying up a religious Christmas song, go away now, stop reading. This is not for you.

"Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is briiiight," I dragged out the last word as Tony chose that moment to a lick long stripe across my wetness. "Round yon virgin –"

"Virgin, my ass," Tony chuckled against my folds and I kicked his back with my leg, only to have one of his suits grab both my legs and hold them down against the bed, just like they did with my arms.

"Mother and child. Holy infant, that's not tender and mild!" He bit me right in between my thigh and pussy lips.

"But you like it... Continue."

"Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace." While that was supposed to go lower with each note, I was shrieking peace at the end. Tony sucked on my clit again, plunged two fingers into me and flicked his tongue over the sensitive bud at the same time. Damn, he was too good at this.

I needed a moment before I began the second verse.

"Silent night, holy night. Son of God, love's pure light." His thick, calloused fingers fucked me deep and faster and faster, completely out of sync with the long, slow song I was trying to sing. "Radiant beams from thy holy fuuuuuuck!"

Tony didn't intend for me to finish the song, that much was clear. He was determined to make me come in record time. He feasted on me like his life depended on it, licking furiously.

"With the dawn of redeeming grace."

His teeth nipped playfully at my swollen lips.

"Jesus, Lord at thy birth." My hands being the only things not restrained pawed at the sheets and pulled them up from under the mattress. "Jesus, Lord at thy birth."

One hand wandered up my thigh, palm flat against my stomach, up to grab one heaving mound, massaging it.

"Silent night, hoooly night."

"Come on," he hummed against my clit.

"Shepherds quake," my voice broke, "at the sight."

Tony knew I was holding back, so he changed tactics. His fingers slipped out of me and was replaced by three slightly colder fingers from his other hand. A wet, warm and slippery hand grabbed the other breast, kneading hard, pinching the nipple. He sucked my clit into his mouth, making obscene sounds. All before I could start the next line of the song.

"Glories stream from heaven abooove." My legs fought against the cold hands holding them down, it took one metal suit for each limb. I was about to burst, but I focused on the song. I had to finish that first. "Heavenly, hosts sing Hallelujaaaaaaahhhh."

His fingers had found that spot and pressed against it.

"Christ the Savior is born," his tongue pressed against my button as he continued to suck it out of me, "Christ the Savior is – AAAAAHHH!" I broke. My body convulsed against his brutal assault and my metal restraints. My vision blackened and he didn't ease up, but continued to ravage me. I was screaming unintelligible things into the otherwise silent night, cursing Tony to hell and back.

Just before it felt like I would pass out, he moved away from my over-sensitive centre, his minions let go of me, but I just lay there, limp, heaving for breath and tears streaming. Tony moved slowly up my body, leaving featherlight kisses across my blushing skin.

"You lost, baby."

"Fuck you," I whispered hoarsely.

"No, suck me." I felt him lie down next to me, his thumb wiping away my tears. "That was the deal."

I opened my eyes and saw his very satisfied grin, his entire face glistening with sweat and my climax. "Oh, I intend to, asshole. Just give me a break first."