Tony throws another one of his extravagant parties, and you two definitely have a bit to much to drink. Fem!reader, so have fun.

TW: like one swear word, drunk Tony, and a lil bit of lime.

Tony adjusted his tie, running a hand through his hair. He hummed softly, shit himself finger guns, and headed into the hallway of the compound. Tonight was a party that was doubling as a fundraiser for mental awareness, but he had made it to where he wouldn't have to talk. He just wanted to relax and unwind tonight.

The slacks moved against his legs, and he looked over as you emerged from your room. You had joined the team not to long after the battle of New York, but he still seemed to look towards you, wether you were just walking into a room, or even when you just passed him in the hallway.

You were wearing a (d/c) dress, that hugged your curves. There was a slit up the side of the dress that showed off a small expanse of thigh with each step. It trailed a bit behind you a bit, but it wasn't extremely long. You had the smallest bit if makeup on, only a smokey eye to compliment the dress, and a bit of lip gloss. You weren't a make-up person/didn't feel like putting on to much.

Tony walked over, putting his hand in his pockets. "Hey (L/N), you look nice" He says, walking with you to the elevator. Yeah, Tony had a crush on you. But, he wouldn't say anything about it. He had already ruined his chance with pep, so he decided not to complicate things. If he needed a fix, he could find someone tonight after a couple of drinks.

"Hey tones, not looking to bad yourself! Ready for tonight? I'm going to drink you under the table" she jokes, pressing the button for the elevator, leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the button.

"Oh, yeah? Hm, I think the only person I've lost to is Thor, and that's because normal alcohol doesn't affect him. Of course, I didn't know that until after..." He hummed softly, looking over, taking in her features. She was so pretty...

"I learned cap isn't affected either. So many cocktails..." She trailed off, shaking her head. "So! How much do you think we'll raise? If we get up to that ten thousand mark, Steve has to come out in his suit" she reminds, grinning.

"I hope we'll raise even more then that. Hopefully, Clint can impress them enough at the five hundred mark to get them all to pay a bit extra" he awnsers, standing straight when the elevator made itself known with a soft ding. "Ladies first" He states, and moved to let her in first.

(Y/N) smiled, giving him a soft 'thank you' and getting in, leaning against the elevator railing. "Well, let's hope your right. I'd love to donate what I can too"

Tony grinned, and pressed the button for the first floor. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad. Not with (Y/N) around, anyway.

Timeskip brought to you by thors' mighty hammer~

Tony ran a hand down his face, groaning tiredly and asked for another drink. He had danced, entertained, and fixed a few different problems that came up with some of the wiring for the speakers. Now, he was about four drinks in, and was now on number five.

(Y/N) took a seat next to him, ordering herself a glass of rum. "Remind me that flats are much better on the feet then heels, please" she says to Tony, sipping her drink after thanking the tender.

Tony chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "oh, but (Y/N), heels are the official shoes for galas, parties, or anything remotely fancy for women" he teased, flashing her a white grin.

She laughed, finishing off her drink quickly. "I told you earlier I was going to drink you under the table, how many in are you? Two, three?"

"Five, and going up. Better catch up, (Y/S/N), or the people might not think you can hold your booze."

The girl scoffed, and raised a hand. "Ok. You stop on that one, I catch up, and we switch to shots. Deal?"

"Deal."

Another timeskip brought to you by marvel memes of bucky~

Tony pulled away, wrapping his arms around (Y/N)s' waist when she stumbled from her seat. She wobbled, and giggled, kissing at his neck.

"Come on tones~" she cooed, pulling him towards a corner of the large room where the gala was being held.

He followed, drunk as he was, towards the service doors for the people who had been bringing in glasses and trays of food in and out all night.  He could get them to the service elevator and up to his room quickly this way.

Tony's head spun drunkenly as he pushed the doors open, moving his hands to the grip the lovely ladies waist. He picked her up, carrying her to the service elevator. His eyes were glazed over as he kissed her neck, waiting for the doors to open.

(Y/N) ran her fingers through his hair, making sure her legs were secured around his waist. She gasped softly, closing her eyes as she let Tony work his magic. "Your room or mine?~" she asked softly as the elevator doors opened with a chime.

"My room" he awnsered, pressing her up against a wall. He slipped a hand to her back, fumbling with the zipper. Fuck, the suit was getting hot. He set (Y/N) down gently, tossing the suit jacket to the side. Better.

(Y/N) moved her hands to his shoulders, pulling him back into a heated kiss, until the elevator chimed to let them know they were at their destination.

It was going to be a very long night of passion.

Yeah, if you read my other short story book, you can see my style has changed. I like trying out new things, so I figured why not? This one was definitely longer, but I hope to have less time skips, and more easy transitions as I get back into the swing of things.

As always, I hope you like, comment, and share the story, and have a wonderful day, my beauties!