Marvel Imagines (Requests: ON HOLD)

Tony Stark - Party Animal

That was you. You were the party animal. Well, you were once you'd downed a bunch of shots. And that was now.

Your had your hands in the air and you were dancing wildly. That was because you were currently at a party hosted by the one and only Mr. Tony Stark. If you hadn't been at a Stark party at least once, you hadn't lived.

People were cheering your name as you downed yet another shot of vodka and tossed the glass back to the bartender who barely caught it in time. He shot you a nasty glare while you flashed a smile.

"Twerk it!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

You raised both brows and held in a laugh as you continued to dance. "This is not 2013."

Then, at your signal, the music turned up.

The music boomed out through the speakers with an incredible volume, shaking the room and igniting the joy. The aura was anything but that of a normal party. The air was filled with the scent of alcohol, the floor bombarded by stilettos to flats and everything between, not to mention the flashes of colours magnifying the silhouettes of dancers and drinkers. You felt like your insides had turned to mush but it was honestly exhilarating. Or it was until you slipped in your heels and fell backwards off the table.

However, a pair of strong arms caught you before you fell and you blinked several times when you found yourself staring at a rather handsome looking man. You recognised him immediately as the host of this party. Mr. Tony Stark.

"Wow." He eyed you up and down with a hungry look. "Women really need to stop falling for me."