Summary: Tony always seems to be too busy for your Morgan, and Peter.
Warnings: nothing really except Tony being neglectful I guess?
Word count: 2015
a/n: I’ve had this request for so long, and I finally managed to write it! I hope you like it and I’m sorry it took me so freaking long to write! I had the idea for the story, but no motivation to write it :/
“Tony? Are you ready?” You walked into the lab, already expecting the answer you were going to yet. That’s to say you weren’t expecting an answer.
As expected, Tony was far too focused on tinkering with Mark 83. You walked closer, waiting for the moment he saw you in his peripheral vision. He quickly glanced at you before going back to what he was doing. Unsurprisingly, he did a double take when he realized what you were wearing. You couldn’t help but smile as his smirk grew.
Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, unprotected sex (baby making), oral (f-receiving), the baby conversation
You were bent over the work bench in Tony’s workshop rolling your eyes trying to hold in a sigh that threatened to spill out whilst your mother continued to talk. You loved your mother, you really did but you could do without the lectures about taking too long starting a family. You were the youngest of your siblings being the only one to have no children, and although you had reassured your mother there would be future children for you and Tony, she (and most of your family) would constantly question you about children.
Tony looked at you with a frown as he wiped his hands clean. “Hang up.” He mouthed to you.
You waved your hand at him and turned away from him. “We’ve only been married a couple of months, mom.” You sighed, “He isn’t just going to drop dead.”
Tony glared at your phone like it was your mother stood there before him.
Why did his age always seem to creep into any conversation you had with her. Sure he was older than you by some years, a lot maybe, but he wasn’t exactly ready for a retirement home.
Tony began smirking to himself as he ran his hands over your body, an idea popping into his head as he came to the hem of the thin skirt you were wearing with no panties. He threw the rag onto work bench beside you and dropped to his knees behind you, taking a hold of the hem of your skirt and raised it over your backside startling you.
“Juat a sec, mom.” You turned only to have Tony push your hips back. “Tony, what are you-” You let out a startled gasp as he slapped his hand against your backside.
“Keep talking, Princess.” He sent you a wink before he pushed your cheeks apart and dived in.Your back arched as Tony began to eat you out like a man starved.
You let out a soft groan hearing your mother call your name. “Uh… Yeah… No, m'fine…”
Tony smirked against you as he flick his tongue up and down your slit. He loved the way you tasted and he was convinced ever since you became his wife your taste had gotten sweeter.
“O-Of co-course, we want… Children, mother.” You bit your bottom lip as Tony wrapped his lips around your clit. “… Yes!” You cried out as Tony pushed his tongue inside you. “He’ll be wonderful…” You reached behind you and tangled your fingers in his hair as you pushed back onto his face. “I need to go, bye.” You quickly hung up as Tony pressed his fingers to your clit whilst fucking you with his tongue. “Oh, God, Tony!” You groaned, your legs shaking.
“That feel good, Princess?” He asked with a smirk before lightly biting the curve of your ass cheek.
“Fuck,” You moaned deeply. “Need you to fuck me, Tony. Please.” You begged as he kept devouring your cunt, his beard scratching your thighs.
He let out a soft chuckle as pulled back from you and looked up at you with a smirk. “So desperate.” He placed a kiss to the inside of you thigh making you moan.
Tony stood up behind you and turned you around to face him, pressing his lips against yours firmly as he reached down to grab a hold of the back of your thighs, lifting you to sit on the workbench.
“Mr Stark, your presence is required for a mission.” F.R.I.D.A.Y announced making the pair of you groan in frustration.
Tony rested his forehead against yours. “I’ll be there in a minute, F.R.I.D.A.Y.” He answered.
You let out a heavy sigh, “I’ll see you when you get back.” You kissed him, “Be safe.” You jumped off the workbench.
“Wait, wait,” Tony grabbed your hand and stopped you from leaving. “I need to know before I go.” He rested his hands on your hips as he bent down and pressed his forehead against yours again. “Princess, are you ready for us to have a baby?” He asked.
You huffed, “Damn it, Tony, don’t pay any attention to my mother. You know she’s a pain in the backside.” You chuckled.
Tony nodded with a smile, “I know, it’s where you get it from.” He joked, grinning at you as you scoffed. “But I wasn’t asking because of her.”
You raised your eyebrow at him. “So why then?”
“Well,” Tony drew in a deep breath as he squeezed your hips lightly. “I was asking as your husband, whom may also, be ready, to have a baby.”
Your eyes widened, “What? Really?”
“Unless you’re not, then forget I said anything.” Tony quickly let go of you and began walking backwards. “I need to go, love you.”
“NO! Tony, wait!” You hurried after him as he walked over to the elevator. “You can’t just drop a bomb shell like that and run.” You grabbed his hand and pulled him to look at you. “We’re you serious?” You asked with a soft smile.
Tony let out a heavy sigh as the elevator doors opened and the pair of you walked in. “What’s the big deal? We’ve spoken about it before.” He shrugged.
You nodded, “Yeah, but I’m asking, are you serious, right now? This isn’t some kink in the bedroom where it’s a heat of the moment thing and you want to breed me like a bitch in heat.”
Tony stared down at you, his mouth open. “Damn it…” He cleared his throat as he reached down and adjusted himself. “Look, all I’m saying is, if you’re ready for us to start trying, so am I.” He smiled at you lovingly. “I want to have baby with my beautiful wife.”
You gulped and nodded. “I want to start too, Tony.” You grinned up at him.
Tony grinned back and pulled you into his arms. “We’ll get started as soon as I’m back.” He kissed the top of your head. The doors to the elevator opened and Tony stepped out backwards. “Stop taking your pill… And no touching yourself. Papa’s got a job to do when he returns.” He sent you a playful wink before he turned around and walked away from you.
You rolled your eyes as a giddy feeling filled your chest. You couldn’t wait for you and Tony to extend your family.
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When you recieved word of Tony’s return it was late in the evening but you stayed awake to wait for him. You always did, wanting to check he was okay before he turned in. If you didn’t, he’d pretend he was okay until it was too late, like he had done so many times.
You were worried when you saw Tony had a few scrapes and cuts, but the moment he crashed his lips against yours and stole your breath away, you knew he was perfectly fine.
Once the pair of you were completely naked, Tony carefully laid you down on your shared bed. He slowly crawled over you, pressing soft kisse up your body as he whispered praises. He took a hold of his cock and brushed it through your wet folds.
“Oh, God,” Tony groaned as he slowly slipped inside of you.
You bit your bottom lip as Tony bottomed out. Slowly he began to move his hips back and forth.
“Oh, god…” You moaned into the air as your eyes fell shut.
“Can’t wait for you to be big and round.” Tony groaned against your shoulder.
“Please.” You begged.
His hand moved to your hair as he crashed his lips down against yours once more as he wrapped his other hand under your knee and held your leg high as he began to pound deeper inside of you.
Tony swollowed your moans and screams as you wrapped your arms around him, digging your nails into his back as you came around for his cock.
Tony pulled back with a growl, your walls squeezing his cock. “FUCK!” He cried out as he came.
Slowly, you loosened your hold on your husband, smiling as he pressed his lips against your neck.
“If it takes, will you start calling me, daddy?” Tony asked with a playful smile as he pushed himself up and looked down at you.
Your head fell back with laughter as you reached up and gently cupped his cheek. “I love you too… Daddy.”
