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Sun, 21 Apr 2013 20:12:00 -0400

“Looks like someone sent me a dirty text…but who?”

Someone come do this to Tonya right now. She’s horny.

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 19:23:40 -0400

Someone come do this to Tonya right now.

She’s horny.

Someone come have sexual Sunday with Tonya.

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 10:08:16 -0500

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Fri, 01 Mar 2013 21:45:35 -0500

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tonyastark:

good-old-american-boyscout:

Steve looked down at her and furrowed his brows. He lifted his hand, moving along her cheek. “If we’re going to get married, you should stop lying to me, Tonya.” He simply stated. He could see it in her eyes that she wasn’t okay, that she felt somehow wrong. “I love you…” Steve whispered. “And I want you to be happy. I… sorry that I have said something like that before.” He leant down again, catching her lips in a soft and warm kiss, his hand still on her cheek, his other wrapped around her hip, pressing her closer against him.

She blinked, staring at him. How..how did he figure that out? How did he see through her facade? Everyone else fell for it but..not Steve. She stared at him in almost shock, her heart pounding at his words. He even told her he loved her. “I love you, too..” She whispered back, her heart really pounding. Why did she feel guilty in the first place? Maybe it was because she had been the one to seduce Steve into her bed, and now he was feeling bad about doing something Fury didn’t like. It had been because of her. He kissed her and she wrapped an arm around his neck, leaning more into the kiss.

She really did love him. This wasn’t some game to her, wasn’t a joke or anything else; she really had met her match. Steve was the only person in the whole wide world who could..warm her heart and her bed all in one. She broke the kiss lightly, keeping their faces close, her eyes looking into his. “..I do love you. And I don’t care if anyone believes me or likes it. I want to marry you..and no one’s going to stop us.” She wrapped both arms around his neck, closing her eyes as she relaxed in his arms.

Steve smiled at her words, pulling her even closer as she wrapped his arms around his neck. “Yeah, you know… if you have me once in your grip, I can’t get out. And I won’t.” He nodded, leaning down again to kiss her on her forehead. “Nobody could stop me now, convincing me that this wasn’t the best decision after hibernation.” He whispered, his nose moving along her face as he placed soft kisses on her skin. “How fast do you think you can manage to plan the wedding?” He asked, his face still just a few inches away from hers. “I really want a… nice one. Not just doing some vows in front of some guy, subscribing the papers and then it’s done. I always imagined it a bit more… well… wedding-ish.” His cheeks coloured slightly and he felt like some girl who told her fiancé about the wedding she had ever dreamt about.

He really knew how to capture a girl’s heart. She smiled even wider as he kissed her forehead, telling her things that she wanted to hear. No one would have thought that the infamous Tonya Stark would become such a softie; for Steve, she’d do anything. He started kissing down her face and she shivered, closing her eyes. Okay, she thought, he could take her right there in the middle of the street and she wouldn’t care. She leaned her face more towards his, listening about the wedding. “Whatever you want, babe. I’ll do the whole shebang if you want..as long as you keep your word about the promise.” She didn’t want to disappoint Steve but she wasn’t into the whole dress and flowers..yeah, she could afford the biggest wedding of them all and make everyone jealous with her wedding dress but she just..didn’t care. Honestly, it was about her and Steve, not about anyone else. Who else mattered?

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 20:55:33 -0500

stevie-pie:

tonyastark:

stevie-pie:

tonyastark:

stevie-pie:

” Good to see you again.” he smirked and looked at her.

“Spangles!”

“Where have you been big guy? I missed you!”

He smiled and looked at her. ” I uh, been around here and there and I have been busy doing things with SHIELD. How have you bee Tony?”

“Well that sound’s boring.”

“I’ve been okay. A tad lonely, actually. Wanna help me out with that?”

He sighed and shook his head as he slightly chuckled to himself. ” I uh, what are you trying to concoct Stark..?”

“Nothing at all, Rogers.”

“Nothing but maybe some fun rolls in the hay.” She waggled her eyebrows at him.

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 16:59:04 -0500

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 16:44:49 -0500

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 16:24:27 -0500

stevie-pie:

tonyastark:

stevie-pie:

” Good to see you again.” he smirked and looked at her.

“Spangles!”

“Where have you been big guy? I missed you!”

He smiled and looked at her. ” I uh, been around here and there and I have been busy doing things with SHIELD. How have you bee Tony?”

“Well that sound’s boring.”

“I’ve been okay. A tad lonely, actually. Wanna help me out with that?”

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 16:10:51 -0500

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tonyastark:

good-old-american-boyscout:

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Steve moved a bit closer, getting right to stand in front of her. He reached for her hands, smiling slightly. “Nothing. It’s nothing. I am just… I suppose some of them aren’t happy with our decision.” He sighed, leaning down to kiss her softly. “I am not sure if… well…” For a moment he blinked, biting his lip again.

She looked at him, waiting to hear what had happened when she walked out. She let him take her hands, watching warily at that small smile. Who the heck wouldn’t be happy with their decision? She accepted the kiss, still a bit wary. “You’re not sure about what?” She stared at him, raising a brow.

“I am not sure if… they are okay with this?” He tried to explain, squeezing her hands again. “I mean… I really wanna do this. And I really wanna be with you. Don’t get me wrong. I am just…” Steve sighed, looking for the right words. “I just tried my whole life to please everybody. I’ve never done anything which didn’t please.” He looked up and moved closer, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer. “You’re the first person I risk doing something which is wrong in somebody else’s eyes.” Steve whispered, hiding his face in the crook of her neck.

She raised a brow. Why did Steve care if the others didn’t like this? She had been wondering if Steve was going to back out but his words took those thoughts away. He moved towards her, wrapping his arms around her. She wrapped hers around his neck, closing her eyes as she listened to him. Oh..those words. Why did they hurt so much? She clung tighter to him, trying to put on the good face and attitude, not letting him know that she felt..guilty. Tonya Stark? Guilty? “Eh. Don’t worry about them, Stevie pie.” She pulled back slightly, putting on a good show, like she did with everyone else. She smiled up at him. “They’ll get use to it.”

Steve looked down at her and furrowed his brows. He lifted his hand, moving along her cheek. “If we’re going to get married, you should stop lying to me, Tonya.” He simply stated. He could see it in her eyes that she wasn’t okay, that she felt somehow wrong. “I love you…” Steve whispered. “And I want you to be happy. I… sorry that I have said something like that before.” He leant down again, catching her lips in a soft and warm kiss, his hand still on her cheek, his other wrapped around her hip, pressing her closer against him.

She blinked, staring at him. How..how did he figure that out? How did he see through her facade? Everyone else fell for it but..not Steve. She stared at him in almost shock, her heart pounding at his words. He even told her he loved her. “I love you, too..” She whispered back, her heart really pounding. Why did she feel guilty in the first place? Maybe it was because she had been the one to seduce Steve into her bed, and now he was feeling bad about doing something Fury didn’t like. It had been because of her. He kissed her and she wrapped an arm around his neck, leaning more into the kiss.

She really did love him. This wasn’t some game to her, wasn’t a joke or anything else; she really had met her match. Steve was the only person in the whole wide world who could..warm her heart and her bed all in one. She broke the kiss lightly, keeping their faces close, her eyes looking into his. “..I do love you. And I don’t care if anyone believes me or likes it. I want to marry you..and no one’s going to stop us.” She wrapped both arms around his neck, closing her eyes as she relaxed in his arms.

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 15:55:01 -0500

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#WHAT HAPPENED IN FUCKING BUDAPEST FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 15:52:20 -0500

stevie-pie:

” Good to see you again.” he smirked and looked at her.

“Spangles!”

“Where have you been big guy? I missed you!”

good-old-american-boyscout: tonyastark: good-old-american-boyscout: Steve moved a bit closer,...

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 15:33:40 -0500

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tonyastark:

good-old-american-boyscout:

Steve moved a bit closer, getting right to stand in front of her. He reached for her hands, smiling slightly. “Nothing. It’s nothing. I am just… I suppose some of them aren’t happy with our decision.” He sighed, leaning down to kiss her softly. “I am not sure if… well…” For a moment he blinked, biting his lip again.

She looked at him, waiting to hear what had happened when she walked out. She let him take her hands, watching warily at that small smile. Who the heck wouldn’t be happy with their decision? She accepted the kiss, still a bit wary. “You’re not sure about what?” She stared at him, raising a brow.

“I am not sure if… they are okay with this?” He tried to explain, squeezing her hands again. “I mean… I really wanna do this. And I really wanna be with you. Don’t get me wrong. I am just…” Steve sighed, looking for the right words. “I just tried my whole life to please everybody. I’ve never done anything which didn’t please.” He looked up and moved closer, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer. “You’re the first person I risk doing something which is wrong in somebody else’s eyes.” Steve whispered, hiding his face in the crook of her neck.

She raised a brow. Why did Steve care if the others didn’t like this? She had been wondering if Steve was going to back out but his words took those thoughts away. He moved towards her, wrapping his arms around her. She wrapped hers around his neck, closing her eyes as she listened to him. Oh..those words. Why did they hurt so much? She clung tighter to him, trying to put on the good face and attitude, not letting him know that she felt..guilty. Tonya Stark? Guilty? “Eh. Don’t worry about them, Stevie pie.” She pulled back slightly, putting on a good show, like she did with everyone else. She smiled up at him. “They’ll get use to it.”

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 15:03:06 -0500

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tonyastark:

good-old-american-boyscout:

Steve wanted to dig up a hole, right here, right now. To hide himself. He glanced up to look at the other guys in the room. And their faces… well, actually it seemed that there was one thing that even such super spies didn’t expect to happen. Like him getting married to Tonya.

As she mentioned that the wedding would last only a few minutes because then their honeymoon should start, his face seemed to burn. Because he knew what everyone was thinking at the moment. He could almost feel their looks on him, grinning or something like that. So after Tonya stood up to leave the room, Steve also got up very fast, not looking back. He just mumbled some “See you.” as he reached for the door. “Captain, you know what that means if you do that step?” Fury’s voice made him stop. He nodded. “I suppose… yes, I do.” He answered, still noch looking back. “Okay, it’s your choice. You have to deal with the consequences.” Steve nodded, not saying a word as he finally left the conference room, following Tonya.

She put on her sunglasses as she began to walk out. She stopped though, not seeing Steve right behind her. She turned, raising a brow as she saw him trailing. Someone must have spoken to him. She looked at him, taking her sunglasses off. She waited till he was close, wondering what stopped him. “..What’s up, Cap?”

Steve moved a bit closer, getting right to stand in front of her. He reached for her hands, smiling slightly. “Nothing. It’s nothing. I am just… I suppose some of them aren’t happy with our decision.” He sighed, leaning down to kiss her softly. “I am not sure if… well…” For a moment he blinked, biting his lip again.

She looked at him, waiting to hear what had happened when she walked out. She let him take her hands, watching warily at that small smile. Who the heck wouldn’t be happy with their decision? She accepted the kiss, still a bit wary. “You’re not sure about what?” She stared at him, raising a brow.

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 13:48:00 -0500

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tonyastark:

good-old-american-boyscout:

Steve just looked at her, not really sure if he could handle being that easy around the whole thing. Well, she was right. It was their decision and nobody should interfere. But Steve wouldn’t be Steve if he didn’t think about the others at some point. And telling them that he was going to marry Tonya… well… that was some kind of news, right?

But he decided that he should drop the topic at the moment. Because for her everything seemed alright. And maybe that kind of handling wasn’t so bad after all. So he didn’t get on with that conversation, just following her out of the building to get to the meeting.

It was really hard this time to follow Fury’s explanations. Because Tonya was sitting across of him and the whole time he had to think about her being naked, being in his arms, being in her bed, pushing into her… He should better stop thinking about things like that. It wasn’t the right place after all. So he tried very hard to listen to the others.
As the director asked for company for a mission Steve wanted to lift his hand as usual. But Tonya was a bit faster, telling them that she couldn’t go because of her wedding. Steve lowered his eyes at her glance, sort of knowing what she might have implied by mentioning the honeymoon. It wasn’t easy to hold back his blush, his thoughts of before of them being naked coming back.
“We should invite them, too.” He added almost not audible, still not daring to look at the other persons in the room. “Not just wanting presents.” And at that moment he realized that now they all knew that Tonya would marry him. His blush deepened.

It was a bit of a shocker to the group to even hear Tonya was getting married but it was an even bigger shock to them that she was getting married to Steve. She grinned widely when she saw the blush on his cheeks, hearing him try to say something, although it was hard to hear exactly what he was saying unless you were really listening. The look on everyone’s face: priceless. Fury was even a bit surprised.

“Oh no, hon.” She grinned at Steve. “Private wedding. Sorry guys. I don’t want to share that day with anyone but Steve. Besides, the wedding will only last about 2 minutes, then the honeymoon is on. And I definitely don’t want any of you on our honeymoon.” She chuckled, standing up. “Okay if this meeting is over, then I’d like to get out of here. I have a surprise to receive.” She walked past Steve’s chair, smirking at him. “See you there, Steve.”

Steve wanted to dig up a hole, right here, right now. To hide himself. He glanced up to look at the other guys in the room. And their faces… well, actually it seemed that there was one thing that even such super spies didn’t expect to happen. Like him getting married to Tonya.
As she mentioned that the wedding would last only a few minutes because then their honeymoon should start, his face seemed to burn. Because he knew what everyone was thinking at the moment. He could almost feel their looks on him, grinning or something like that. So after Tonya stood up to leave the room, Steve also got up very fast, not looking back. He just mumbled some “See you.” as he reached for the door. “Captain, you know what that means if you do that step?” Fury’s voice made him stop. He nodded. “I suppose… yes, I do.” He answered, still noch looking back. “Okay, it’s your choice. You have to deal with the consequences.” Steve nodded, not saying a word as he finally left the conference room, following Tonya.

She put on her sunglasses as she began to walk out. She stopped though, not seeing Steve right behind her. She turned, raising a brow as she saw him trailing. Someone must have spoken to him. She looked at him, taking her sunglasses off. She waited till he was close, wondering what stopped him. “..What’s up, Cap?”

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 13:28:33 -0500

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Steve had left the room after he heard the shower to go back to his own room, grabbing some clothes. It took him a few moments to get finally dressed and be back at Tonya’s room. But still early enough to lean against the doorframe as she came back into her bedroom, ready to go.”I am always ready. You know… boyscout’s rule.” He chuckled, moving closer to her to grab her for a light kiss. “You look wonderful. Let’s go. And…” He stopped in his motions, as he reached for her hand. “Are we telling anybody what happened? Or… what will happen?” He sounded insecure all of a sudden, biting his lip again. “I mean… I am not sure if anybody would understand…” He looked back at her.

She looked up and saw him standing there against the doorframe. “Oh. There you are.” She smiled, watching as he moved closer. She accepted the light kiss, really wishing there was more. The only place she wanted Steve was in her bed. She knew they’d have to eat at some point and go outside for..something, but she would much rather spend the majority of the time wrapped up in his arms. He reached for her hand and she blinked. She chuckled, realizing what he was getting at. He wasn’t sure what to tell anyone. “Babe. I don’t really care if anyone understands. I’m Tonya Stark, Iron Woman. I don’t keep secrets and I don’t keep my mouth shut, so they will more than likely find out.” She shrugged. “And I’m not one to sit and worry over if Fury has a hissy fit about us getting married. That’s their problem, not mine.” She rolled her eyes. Who would care? Clint would probably laugh, Nat wouldn’t give a crap, Thor would probably congratulate them and Bruce would more than likely be a bit disappointed, only because she had flirted with the man once or twice. It was harmless to Tonya but to Bruce, he took it a bit personal. The doctor would move on though. Didn’t he have a girl who loved him somewhere named Ross?

She pecked his lips and smiled. “Come on, Spangles.” She teased as she held his hand and walked out, heading towards SHIELD HQ. It was a long meeting for Tonya. It took about 20 minutes to go over some new mission that Nat and Clint were going on. She didn’t volunteer to go because she already had plans. Fury asked her if she would go or if Cap would go, just to help them out. “Sorry, I have a date, Fury.” She smirked, leaning back in that chair. “I’m getting married and I’ll be on my honeymoon at that time.” She glanced over at Steve, knowing this might make him blush. She loved seeing him like that. “I would have invited you but I figured you already knew; you know, considering you’re a spy and all.” She shrugged. “Just for the rest of you, if you have any wedding gifts or house warming gifts, just send them to my office; Jarvis will be sending you a thank you basket once it is received.”

Steve just looked at her, not really sure if he could handle being that easy around the whole thing. Well, she was right. It was their decision and nobody should interfere. But Steve wouldn’t be Steve if he didn’t think about the others at some point. And telling them that he was going to marry Tonya… well… that was some kind of news, right?
But he decided that he should drop the topic at the moment. Because for her everything seemed alright. And maybe that kind of handling wasn’t so bad after all. So he didn’t get on with that conversation, just following her out of the building to get to the meeting.

It was really hard this time to follow Fury’s explanations. Because Tonya was sitting across of him and the whole time he had to think about her being naked, being in his arms, being in her bed, pushing into her… He should better stop thinking about things like that. It wasn’t the right place after all. So he tried very hard to listen to the others.
As the director asked for company for a mission Steve wanted to lift his hand as usual. But Tonya was a bit faster, telling them that she couldn’t go because of her wedding. Steve lowered his eyes at her glance, sort of knowing what she might have implied by mentioning the honeymoon. It wasn’t easy to hold back his blush, his thoughts of before of them being naked coming back.
“We should invite them, too.” He added almost not audible, still not daring to look at the other persons in the room. “Not just wanting presents.” And at that moment he realized that now they all knew that Tonya would marry him. His blush deepened.

It was a bit of a shocker to the group to even hear Tonya was getting married but it was an even bigger shock to them that she was getting married to Steve. She grinned widely when she saw the blush on his cheeks, hearing him try to say something, although it was hard to hear exactly what he was saying unless you were really listening. The look on everyone’s face: priceless. Fury was even a bit surprised.

“Oh no, hon.” She grinned at Steve. “Private wedding. Sorry guys. I don’t want to share that day with anyone but Steve. Besides, the wedding will only last about 2 minutes, then the honeymoon is on. And I definitely don’t want any of you on our honeymoon.” She chuckled, standing up. “Okay if this meeting is over, then I’d like to get out of here. I have a surprise to receive.” She walked past Steve’s chair, smirking at him. “See you there, Steve.”

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 13:05:21 -0500

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“Damn, beaten with my own words. That hurts.” Steve chuckled and gripped the blanket to get up. He wrapped the pattern around his waist, leaving the bed, looking for his clothes. “I think I should better change.” He pointed out as Steve lifted his clothes up from the floor, looking at the wrinkles. “Can’t go to a meeting looking like crap next to you, gorgeous.” He moved closer to her, slapping her butt playfully. “You don’t mind borrowing me your blanket? Don’t wanna go back to my room naked.” Steve grinned and tilted his head to one side, lifting an eyebrow.

She walked over to her closet, grabbing some clothes. She really needed to shower, or at least wash up before heading over to the meeting. She looked over at him as he began to walk around with a blanket wrapped around him. She chuckled as he mentioned how gorgeous she was. She squealed happily as he slapped her ass. “Keep it as a souvenir, big boy.” She grinned, leaning up and kissing him deeply yet quickly. “I need to quickly take a shower. I would invite you..but I was already told I have to go to this stupid little meeting..” She teased him, still walking around buck-naked. She walked over to her bathroom, winking at him over her shoulder as she went to go take a shower.

She took about two minutes to wash up. She didn’t wash her hair, she just used some of that dry shampoo to fix it up. She got out wearing some fresh clothes and smelling much nicer than sweat. She walked out of her room, searching for Steve. “Cap? Are you ready to go?”

Steve had left the room after he heard the shower to go back to his own room, grabbing some clothes. It took him a few moments to get finally dressed and be back at Tonya’s room. But still early enough to lean against the doorframe as she came back into her bedroom, ready to go.”I am always ready. You know… boyscout’s rule.” He chuckled, moving closer to her to grab her for a light kiss. “You look wonderful. Let’s go. And…” He stopped in his motions, as he reached for her hand. “Are we telling anybody what happened? Or… what will happen?” He sounded insecure all of a sudden, biting his lip again. “I mean… I am not sure if anybody would understand…” He looked back at her.

She looked up and saw him standing there against the doorframe. “Oh. There you are.” She smiled, watching as he moved closer. She accepted the light kiss, really wishing there was more. The only place she wanted Steve was in her bed. She knew they’d have to eat at some point and go outside for..something, but she would much rather spend the majority of the time wrapped up in his arms. He reached for her hand and she blinked. She chuckled, realizing what he was getting at. He wasn’t sure what to tell anyone. “Babe. I don’t really care if anyone understands. I’m Tonya Stark, Iron Woman. I don’t keep secrets and I don’t keep my mouth shut, so they will more than likely find out.” She shrugged. “And I’m not one to sit and worry over if Fury has a hissy fit about us getting married. That’s their problem, not mine.” She rolled her eyes. Who would care? Clint would probably laugh, Nat wouldn’t give a crap, Thor would probably congratulate them and Bruce would more than likely be a bit disappointed, only because she had flirted with the man once or twice. It was harmless to Tonya but to Bruce, he took it a bit personal. The doctor would move on though. Didn’t he have a girl who loved him somewhere named Ross?

She pecked his lips and smiled. “Come on, Spangles.” She teased as she held his hand and walked out, heading towards SHIELD HQ. It was a long meeting for Tonya. It took about 20 minutes to go over some new mission that Nat and Clint were going on. She didn’t volunteer to go because she already had plans. Fury asked her if she would go or if Cap would go, just to help them out. “Sorry, I have a date, Fury.” She smirked, leaning back in that chair. “I’m getting married and I’ll be on my honeymoon at that time.” She glanced over at Steve, knowing this might make him blush. She loved seeing him like that. “I would have invited you but I figured you already knew; you know, considering you’re a spy and all.” She shrugged. “Just for the rest of you, if you have any wedding gifts or house warming gifts, just send them to my office; Jarvis will be sending you a thank you basket once it is received.”