What Do You Say When Words Are Not Enough (Part Two)
Part Two: El Gitano del Amor
This chapter is very Tony based. Some sexual undertones that you might not be used to seeing on this blog, so very interested to see what you make of that, as always please let me know x
The scene where Tony and Reader go dancing was heavily influenced by this scene from the Ugly Truth (2009) and the song I imagined them dancing to, and which this chapter is named after, is the same from that scene which can be found here if you’d like to listen as you’re reading.
Summary: Bucky broke your heart completely, and though you never thought you could love someone like that ever again, after Tony confesses he has carried feelings for you for a long time, could you find it in you to take another chance on love? Will Bucky let you?
Warnings: Sexual undertones between reader and Tony.
Words: c. 2,282
You spent the next few days keeping out of Tony’s way, you really weren’t trying to be cruel but you were so utterly confused, when just a few days ago you had been slowly trying to come to terms with the fact that you were alone and now someone you had known for years, someone you trusted implicitly was professing his love for you.
But yet, you couldn’t seem to get him off your mind, you found yourself remembering that kiss, how it had made you feel, and then the what ifs would creep in.
What if you gave it a go and he left you, just like Bucky?
Or what if after a few weeks he realised that the real you was very different to the one he thought he was in love with?
What if? What if? What if?
What if he was the love of your life and you just had to give him a chance?
You threw the covers off you and got out of bed, you couldn’t sleep with all the ‘what ifs’ swimming around your brain, so you decided there was only one thing you could do and that was go talk to him.
As you climbed down the stairs towards his lab, your heart was in your mouth, and as he appeared before you it seemed to stop altogether. He was working on a machine of some sort, black rings under his eyes and looking like he hadn’t slept properly in years.
At first he didn’t notice you and you watched him work silently for a few moments until he caught you out of the corner of his eye, and momentarily stilled.
“You’ve been avoiding me,” he stated simply.
“I have,” you admitted picking at a loose thread on your shorts “It’s not excusable, but I’ve been trying to figure it all out.”
“You’ve thought about what I said?” he asked in a way that he believed masked the insecurity behind the question.
“It’s all I’ve thought about since,” you answered honestly, hoping that he would turn around and look at you, and smiling gently when he finally did, and you watched a little smile flutter across his face.
“I’ve been going crazy trying to figure it all out on my own and I guess I thought that maybe I didn’t need to, that maybe I could come to you?”
“Y/n, you know you can. C’mon you know me!”
“I thought I did Tony, but how could I have missed your feelings. How was I so blind?”
He placed his tools down and wiped his hands with a rag before coming closer and taking your hand in his and placing a kiss to your knuckles, “You were in love y/n. How could you have possibly seen?”
You hung your head and he hooked his finger under your chin making you look up at him.
“Talk to me, tell me what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours.”
“Ever since we kissed I can’t stop thinking about you, I can’t stop replaying moments in my head, before Bucky, I thought we were just friends then but if I’m honest there was always something else underlying it wasn’t there?” to this he nodded with a soft smile “but I’m still healing, he really hurt me Tony and I’m not sure I’m completely over that just yet.”
“You think I don’t know that sweetheart?” he soothed “I’m not expecting you to forget about him, I know what you had, all I’m saying is that you deserve a chance to be happy and I think, I think I could make you happy eventually. But I will never push you, anything we do or don’t do would be completely at the pace you want to go.”
You smiled, feeling like the weight of worlds had been lifted from your shoulders, and felt yourself blush a little at the fact that he was still holding your hand.
“Look leave aside my feelings,” Tony smirked “let’s just go out and have some fun, enjoy each other’s company, whatever happens happens and whatever doesn’t, well I’ll be sorry but I won’t regret trying, not with you.”
You smiled shyly and nodded “Ok.”
He silently celebrated and then spun you around and dipped you, “Does madam by any chance like dancing?” he enquired over your shocked giggles and as he pulled you back up you felt a spark ignite in your stomach.
“She likes it very much,” you replied tone teasing.
“Good, I’m taking you dancing tomorrow night,” he announced and you felt genuine excitement for the first time in months.
As Nat was walking out of the gym that morning you approached her timidly.
“I need your help,” you told her and she immediately dropped her bag and was by your side in an instant.
“It’s nothing serious but I need you to not ask me any questions I just need you to help.”
“Anything!” she promised.
“I need you to make me look good tonight,”
She gasped and put her hands over her mouth “You have a date?”
You looked like a deer caught in headlights as you hushed her “Please Nat, you promised, no questions.”
“No questions!” she promised quieting down “But I am going to make you look bomb, trust me!”
“So where exactly are you heading?” she asked as you emerged from the shower and she raised her hands to claim innocence “I’m not asking to be nosy, I’m asking so I can guess what to do with your hair.”
“I’m going dancing,” you confessed and you watched Nat mask the excitement on her face extremely well, “I know just the dress for you, sit down and we’ll start on your hair.”
“Ok you can look now,” She said turning you around to look in the floor length mirror, and your jaw fell open as you gasped.
“Nat what did you do?” you asked smile so wide it hurt as you shamelessly checked yourself out in the mirror. The little black dress she gave you hugged your figure in all the right places and you couldn’t help but run your hands down your sides.
“Oh honey that’s all you, all I did was bring it out,” she teased with a light smack to your butt.
You spun around and pulled her into a hug and she laughed easily against you, “You’re welcome,” she laughed, “Now go get him…whoever he is.”
You were meeting Tony at the venue because you didn’t want to arise suspicions by leaving together and even though his driver tried to make small talk with you on the ride you were ridiculously nervous, you hadn’t been on a date since, well Bucky and before Bucky it had been years, but mostly it was good nerves with a hint of excitement.
Tony had refused to tell you where you were going and so the whole night was going to be a surprise for you and you’d never done anything like this before.
The doorman led you to the table where Tony was seated and as soon as he saw you he rose to his feet. You watched him visibly swallow as he looked you up and down, biting on his bottom lip and you decided you definitely owed Nat a few drinks just for that reaction alone.
As you came to a stop in front of Tony he came forward to give you a kiss on the cheek.
“Y/n you look…I can’t even begin to tell you how beautiful you look,”
“Well if it’s made Tony Stark speechless I’m going to guess that Nat did good?”
“She did good!” he agreed “Hi sweetheart,”
“Hi,” you smiled shyly and took your seat, as he moved to sit back on his one across from you.
Soon drinks were flowing and you were leaned close to each other to hear over the Latin-American music playing in the background.
You laughed loudly as Tony was in the middle of a tall tale about he had set Rhodes up for a date with a super model, and as his story wound down he looked you fondly in the eyes, reaching for your hand across the table he smiled more so to himself than you “I love making you laugh, you have such a great laugh.”
Your smile slipped off your face, remembering some of Bucky’s parting words to you, as Tony’s face suddenly looked panicked.
“Did I say something wrong?”
“No. No,” you shook your head reaching across the table to brush the pad of your thumb across his cheek “No you didn’t.”
His hand immediately flew up to catch your hand as you moved it away from his face, and he spent a few seconds just looking into your eyes.
“I’m not used to this,” he told you finally looking away.
“Used to what?” you coaxed gently.
“Being nervous around a lady,” he confessed and you laughed light-heartedly again.
“That’s because you’re Tony Stark, playboy extraordinaire.”
“I was,” he agreed.
“Not anymore?” you wondered with a cock of your head. You were teasing and he knew so he relaxed back into his chair.
“Not anymore,” he confirmed with a wink “At least I don’t want to be like that anymore.”
You played with the olive in your martini as you shyly answered “I don’t want you to be like that anymore either.”
“Oh yeah and what Tony Stark would you like me to be?” he asked with a smirk.
“The real one, not the one you pretend to be for the rest of the world.,” you answered so truthfully he had to take a swig of his drink.
You laughed to yourself as he downed the rest of his drink and urged you to do the same.
“I believe I promised the lady a dance,” he smirked taking your hand and pulling you out onto the dance floor.
Tony took the lead, pulling you close to his body and then spinning you away, dipping you low and then pulling you flush against his chest again.
You found yourself biting down profusely on your bottom lip because who on earth could have predicted that he would know how to dance like this?
You turned your body away from him and he pulled your hips back until you were rubbing against him as he attached his lips to your neck, and you began to grind against him, and he groaned gutturally in your ear, you moved your hand up to rest in his hair and his hands roamed up the sides of your body and across the soft fabric against your stomach.
You had no idea where this spark of sexual electricity had come from, but it made you wonder why you had never noticed it with Tony before, especially when he finally turned you back around to face him and it looked like he wanted to eat you alive.
His hands moved down to your lower back as he pulled you impossibly closer and you almost shrieked when he dipped you low and pressed a kiss to the exposed skin of your neck, he laughed and it was the goddamn sexiest thing you had ever seen.
As he pulled you back up, you flipped you hair over one shoulder, and allowed him to turn you around again, pulling your hips back against him, and he placed quick kisses down your bare shoulder.
“Tonight, the way you look,” he was almost panting “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
You turned in his arms, snaking your arms around his neck and pressing your lips to his, and feeling a fire burning in your stomach when he responded, by grasping the hair at the nape of your neck, forcing you to lift your head so he could kiss you deeper.
On the car ride back to the tower, you didn’t speak a word and the tension in the air could literally be cut with a knife, you were afraid to even look his way for fear of your actions.
“Remember, not a word of seeing us tonight!” he ordered his driver and he swore his silence.
You walked slightly ahead, carrying your heels in your hand and head slightly fuzzy.
As soon as he stepped into the elevator beside you, it was like a magnetic field of energy as you came together, and he pushed you against the wall of the elevator, completely ignoring when the doors opened and closed on your floor and the elevator continued up to his floor.
“Wait, wait y/n,” he urged softly placing his hands on your shoulders breaking the kiss, “Believe me I never ever say things like this, but are you sure?” You looked like you were about to argue and he kissed your forehead “If it’s too soon for you, if we’re moving too fast we don’t have to do this. You can come in and we can have a few more drinks before we go to sleep. I’d love for you to stay with me tonight but nothing needs to happen.”
He was right, you knew he was right, you’d both had a lot to drink and you were so caught up in him at the moment that you could have easily rushed straight in, you were thankful he was thinking clearly.
“You’re right,” you agreed and he dropped his head to your chest and you stroked his hair.
“I can’t believe I talked us out of mind-blowing drunken sex. Me… I did that.”
You couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief either as the elevator doors opened and he took you by the hand leading you into his apartment.
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