Marvel Imagines

Tony Stark- The Suit

"Can I really?!"

"Yes."

"Seriously Tony, you'd let me?!"

"Yes, (Name)."

Tony gazed down at his grinning bestfriend. Or crush, he should say. You smiled a wide smile and ran, bare-foot with painted (favorite color) toe-nails, into his lab where all his Ironman suits sat in their showcases. You placed your index finger on your bottom lip in concentration, thinking of which suit you wanted to try on as your eyes searched the glowing glass.

He chuckled as he watched your bewilderment and curiosity. He really loved you, he did. More than he ever had felt for Pepper. He studied everything about you. From the way your hair was messy, because you didn't care today since it was your day off. Or the way you laughed like a church bell, melodious and joyful.

And your voice was always so soft and endearing to his ears. Tony loved your eyes, the (eye colour) globes that gleamed up at him because you were shorter than him by a few inches. He payed attention to everything about you. And you never realized.

He could have any girl, yet he wanted you. All to himself. And he always found himself getting jealous at the way Bruce or Steve made you laugh.

He always wanted to be around you, making you smile and laugh until you couldn't breathe. And when you asked out of the blue if you could try on one of his suits, he couldn't come up with a good enough reason not to. Seeing you in his suit would be sexy as hell.

Tony buzzed out from his thoughts as you walked up to a certain suit, one of his all time favorites, and grinned.

"I wanna try on this one".

Tony chuckled again and walked past you, playfully smacking your bottom, listening to you gasp dramatically.

He smiled as he put in the code to open the glass container. This suit was his favorite, the very first one he ever made. The original Ironman. Mark 3.

He watched it turn into a suitcase and picked it up, smiling as he turned around. He had made some updates to it, so it wouldn't have to be assembled by his machines. You giggled childishly as the brunette sat the breif case down and opened it. He explained what you had to do in order to get it to file onto you.

You nodded and pushed your hands into the appropriate spots, watching as the suit built onto your body and formed. When the face-plate covered your face you got excited. Ofcourse you weren't going to fly this, but all the technology that flashed onto your face was a dream.

"This is so awesome!" you squealed as you heard yourself say it in the robot voice that the suit caused.

A few moments later Tony noticed you squirming. "You ok?"

You smile, even though you know he couldn't see you. You wiggled your arms and giggled, "its a little tight around the chest area, and my butt is squeezed, but I expected that".

Tony smirked and walked up to the suit, you couldn't see him since he had been behind you, and he wrapped and arm around your waist, pressing the button that made the suit drop into a little pocket addition.

You giggled again, that is until you realized how close Tony's body was to yours, and how unrealisticly warm he was. You found yourself slightly snuggling into him , making you blush.

"Did the suit..feel like this?" he gently squeezed your bottom and you blushed harder, the brunette grinning wide at your gasp. You turned around to a laughing billionaire as he doubled over in breathless chuckles. Even with a heavy blush you smiled at him. He was so adorable, even though he knew you, you would still keep your thought about him a secret.

You were lost in your thoughts before something warm touched your cheek. Was that?

(Eye colour) globes widened in surprise. Did Tony Stark, billionaire playboy philanthropist, just softly kiss you on the cheek? Tony smirked at your cheeks growing more red every passing second as you realized what had happened. It was just a distraction for it all really. And you only realized that as Tony's hand smoothed over your cheek and he was suddenly leaning in. You panicked.

All the panic went away when his soft warm lips met yours in a gentle kiss that left your head spinning. He was such a good kisser.

When the brunette pulled away, he grinned that I-know-im-good grin as he saw your eyes still closed in contentment. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for that, Stark." Cue the giggling. You and Tony weren't really sentiment people. Tony pecked your lips, grabbing the suit from the ground moments later and shoving it in his pocket (see what I mean XD). You didn't expect him to grab you by the waist and throw you over his shoulder, or for you to spend quite a while pressed against his king size mattress.

~Extended Ending~

You groggily opened your eyes, dim light glowing in the room. An arm was secured around your waist and you smiled, snuggling into the warm body behind you.

"Finally you wake up."

"Shut up."

"Well then."

The rest of the morning Tony didn't talk, a grin plastered on his mouth at your pout. After your tantrum, you found a way to get him to talk, if you know what I mean. Wink wink.