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locketofyourhair900+ | (femmevengers) Tony/Thor/Steph (hints at Jane being involved there somehow) | NC-17
unbeta'ed; for kink_bingo: exhibitionism
Tony takes them to the club because she knows that her girls are the envy of everyone with eyes, and because Jane just really likes watching this shit. She lurks somewhere in the back, so Thor can’t see her, and that works for Tony because then she’s getting watched too. Anyone who knows Tony Stark knows she works best with an audience.
She also works best with two blondes that really can only be called Amazonian. They’re tall and broad with heavy breasts. Thor has her hair braided behind her back, already on her knees before the scene even begin. Steph has herself covered. She’s naked besides her panties, but her hair is loose so she’s hiding her breasts, one arm protecting her nipples from sight.
They’re in a small, private room with people Tony knows from the scene, people that she’s watched Steph fuck before, people they’ve all fucked before.
Tony slaps at Steph’s hand. “I didn’t say you could cover yourself,” she says, and her tone is cold enough that Steph’s eyes go wide, almost scared. It’s part of the act, and Tony loves her for it. “Take your arm down.”
Steph does so reluctantly, and Tony pulls her hair back from her breasts. Her nipples are already hard. “You like them watching you like this.” She doesn’t ask because she knows Steph. Steph isn’t exactly like Tony. She doesn’t like to acknowledge that she wants kinky shit, especially in front of large groups, but she likes it.
Steph turns her head away, though, so she can’t see everyone. “Look at them,” Tony says, and she uses Steph’s hair like a handle, pulling it hard enough that she has to turn and look. “Tell them what you want.”
“Tony,” she says, and she’s trying to lean away.
Tony doesn’t accept that. She looks at Thor, her blue eyes already dark. She’s naked because the goddess of thunder knows that her body is one to worship, to be seen. She doesn’t have any of Steph’s adorable modesty.
“Do you want her,” she asks Thor.
Thor smiles. “Always.”
Tony lets go of Steph’s hair to hold her wrists. Steph swallows, and she knows what is coming already. They discussed this. “Thor, tell me if she wants this.”
Thor grins and slides up to Steph, pushing her legs open so she has to lean against Tony or fall. She’s too proud to fall. Tony smiles into Steph’s neck, sliding one arm around her waist for support. Steph’s hands are limp at her sides.
Thor rips Steph’s panties away, and Tony can tell the exactly moment her fingers push into Steph’s body, the way Steph stiffens and then relaxes. They hadn’t discussed that before, but they’re just dark blue material. Tony can buy her a truckload of that exact pair if she has become attached.
Tony is not surprised when Thor murmurs, “She is aroused.”
“Show your hand to the crowd, so they can see what a slut she is.” Steph whimpers, and Tony tweaks one nipple with her free hand.
“Tell them how much you want Thor to get you off, with everyone watching and we can go somewhere more private,” Tony whispers against Steph’s neck. “Tell them what you want us to do to you.”
Steph’s mouth sets in a mulish line, and her breathing is already picking up. She’s warm in Tony’s arm. “Thor,” Tony says, when it’s clear that Steph won’t budge. “Use your mouth on her. Make her come in front of these people.”
Thor pulls at Steph’s lower body, turning it just slightly so the room can see her, can see everything she does to Steph. Steph cries out, and Tony bites at her neck, marking her.
“Tell them, and Thor will stop. Tell them how much you like this.”
“No,” Steph gasps, and one of her hands threads into Thor’s hair. She can never keep the illusion going. “No, please, don’t stop her, Tony. I want--” She cries out again, bowing forward until her breasts touch Tony’s arm.
Tony pulls her hair, pulling her back so the room can see how her body jumps. “Then you like this? You like everyone watching you get off like a whore, wanting them to see what we can do to you?”
“Yes, yes,” Steph starts chanting, and it’s more in a response to Thor’s clever mouth and fingers between her legs than it is about Tony’s question. She’s close already, so close.
“Thor, stop,” Tony says and Thor does, resting her head at Steph’s thigh to look up at Tony. Her mouth is gleaming, and Tony wants to kiss her. “Stand,” she says, and Thor is wonderfully obedient. She stands and moves beside Tony as Tony releases Steph.
Steph just stares at them both, her skin flushed from being so close, her breathing hard. “On your knees,” Tony says as she pulls Thor close, pulling her down for a kiss so she can taste Steph on Thor’s mouth.
Steph falls without hesitation, and she cranes her neck to see what they are doing. There is plain desire on her face now. She’s forgotten the crowd again, enough that Tony has to tsk at her.
“I want you to get yourself off, Stephanie. I want you to let them see how much you like them watching.”
“Tony,” Steph says, and there is no hiding the weird trill of excitement in her voice, the shame and the fear a close second.
Tony smirks at Thor and taps her shoulder. “And Thor can work on me instead. If I come first, you’re going to be punished.”
“I will work much faster,” Thor says, in her low tone. “It is not fair.”
Steph turns back to the people watching, and Tony knows that look. She has been challenged, and Captain America never steps back from a challenge--at least not one as easy as this.