[Iron Man] Heart Disease Diary

I also had a lot of fantasies when I was a young girl.

I once discussed with my best friend, Iron Man and Batman flew over to save you at the same time, who are you with.

I said at the time that I was with Spider-Man. . .

Thinking about it now, you can't keep dreaming when you are young, otherwise it will be bad if the dream comes true.

Although I haven't quite encountered the scene mentioned above, one of the protagonists is looking into my eyes clearly. His brown eyes can speak, and the long eyelashes make them seem to roll when he blinks. Flying butterfly wings.

...so handsome that you can't close your legs.

But handsome is handsome, if I just follow him like this, won't it appear that I am too...

"Where are you going?" Stark lay sideways beside me, watching me humiliatingly move towards the bed, with a smile in his voice, "What do you need? I can help you. At your speed, you won't be able to get out of bed next year." .”

"..."

I won't be able to get out of bed next year!

I won't be able to get out of bed next year!

I won't be able to get out of bed next year!

"Stark, let me go QAQ" I looked back at him with a bitter face, "This bed is too soft, people like me with a bad waist really can't sleep..."

Stark obediently let go of the hand hanging around my waist, lying on his back on the bed with a disappointed face, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, his strong chest looming under the shirt, the tight lines make people blush and heartbeat .

"...What are you doing undressing, we have to leave." I quickly climbed out of bed and ran to the door with small steps, trying to open the door to get some air, but no matter how I tried to lock the door, I couldn't open it. How is this going? !

"Stark, come and see, the door can't be opened!" I shouted at him nervously.

Stark had already taken off his shirt, and was lying lazily on the soft big bed with his head on his head and his hands on his head. The belt of his trousers was loosely tied, as if he could pull it off. The arc of blood spurting...

I quickly covered my nose and looked away, his meaningful voice came leisurely: "Can't open it? That's just right, God's will."

……God willing? !That's right? !Where is it right?What kind of God!This is not good at all! TAT

I patted on the door wanting to cry without tears: "Open the door, open the door! Is there anyone outside!" It's definitely not accidental, you can tell it's his idea from Stark's look, I bet Hobby is outside!

In fact, the facts are exactly as I imagined. Hubby was guarding outside. When he saw me slapping my face and shouting, he asked very naturally: "Miss Xiao? Do you need anything?"

"..." I looked at Stark speechlessly, Stark stretched his hand towards his waist as if he didn't hear, and gently pulled the belt, so I looked away again and swallowed Resisting the urge to pounce on the person on the bed, he said with a little despair, "...Open the door, SF Express will check the water meter."

"..."

Hubby was silent, and he ignored me no matter what I said after that.

Obviously, he realized his mistake.

"Babe." Stark had already walked behind me at some point, and I threw myself against the door. He hugged me from behind, wrapped his hands around my waist, and his naked upper body was tightly pressed against my waist. On the back, the thin fabric can't block his hot chest at all, "Don't reject me anymore, you don't even know how attractive you are now, your whole body is telling me: Fuck me."

"...Do I have it?" I propped my hands on the door weakly, my face buried in my arms in shame, and my voice was as soft as a mosquito.

"Of course." He lowered his head and kissed my earlobe, I felt my whole face was burning, my earlobe was numb, and a wonderful sense of pleasure spread from my ear to my whole body.

The distance between me and the door became tighter and tighter, but he simply stuck his whole body on my back, lightly lifted my top, and all the private parts under the already loose clothes could be seen at a glance: "You It's beautiful." He whispered.

I don't think any man will feel that the woman under him is not beautiful at this time. My face is very hot, and it must be completely red.I dare not look back at him at all, but my rejection of him is far less motivated and determined than every time in the past.

Stark seemed to have gotten a hint, and his broad and slender hands slowly moved up from my bare/naked waistline, easily and skillfully opened my bra, and stroked my sensitive breasts.

The strange feeling of being held by someone made me raise my head involuntarily, and the hands that were holding the door drooped weakly. Stark gently pushed my hands away and pulled me into his arms.

His lips kissed the side of my face, and his hands gently stroked the softness of my chest. I have never been treated like this before, and my legs can hardly stand.

I don't know why this time I didn't resist giving myself to him like I did in the past. I gradually understood that the reason why I could persevere in the hopeless mood of not being able to find my loved ones was because I held a promise in my heart. The hope of reuniting with him.

I want to see him again, just like I never thought about saying goodbye to him forever even though I said goodbye to him.

When I resist something, I yearn for something, and at the same time I reject something.

But at the moment, I don't want to think about it anymore.

What am I afraid of?Afraid of pain or afraid of losing?

In fact, I am not afraid of anything, and I have never been afraid.

I'm just worried.Worrying about not being thorough enough.

I'm just afraid, not thorough.

Stark's hand slowly moved down from my chest, slid over the slender waistline, and lifted the edge of the skirt a little bit. After that, it seemed too troublesome, so he directly unbuttoned the side of the skirt, and put the Chinese style Her knee-length skirt fell off.

I just felt a chill in my lower/body, and I was standing in front of him almost naked.

The skirt landed on my feet. I looked down and stepped out. The high heels stepped on the skirt without making a sound.

"You know, every night without you is cold." Stark caressed my chest with one hand, and reached into my underwear with the other. I was forced to stand apart by him, the strange The invasion made me frown, and I tried to stop him subconsciously, but he blocked my hand with the other hand, "Hey, when I don't see you, I only miss you and miss you very much." Choice, but after seeing you, I have two options: miss you and miss you, and now I choose the fourth."

"Ah..." His hand penetrated into my private flower path without warning, I moaned softly unexpectedly, his breathing was a little short and he lowered his head on my shoulder, his sexy beard stubble caressed my delicate The itchy feeling on his skin made the strangeness under him even more ambiguous. I clenched my lips in pain and grabbed his waist tightly.

Stark let me pinch his waist as if he didn't feel any pain, and pressed me hard against him. The belt around his waist was cool against my hot body, and it was hard enough to diaphragm me. I pushed him uncomfortably, and he simply tore off the belt, unzipped the zipper, and took off the trousers...

This whole set of actions took only a moment, and when I realized what had happened, he had already pushed me against the door.Something that belonged to him was rubbing back and forth in my private place from back to front.

I let out a soft cry and looked back at him. He was looking at me with his big brown eyes. My beautiful eyes reflected my very charming face at the moment. I wanted to turn back quickly, but he suddenly moved forward. Slid into a secret passage that was already wet.

"Ah!... Pain, pain, pain!" I screamed and raised my head and closed my eyes in pain. I held the door with one hand and clenched my fists tightly and beat him who was close at hand. Pulling it into my arms, my chest is pressed against my back, and my lower body is also tightly fitted to me, and I dig deeper into it little by little.

"I love you." He whispered in my ear, his magnetic voice blocked the curse that came to my mouth, I was stunned for a while, as if I guessed the purpose of his words.

He seemed to be trying to distract me, to get me moved by these words, lest I lose my life at this juncture.

I couldn't laugh or cry, I didn't know if my guess was correct, but he was still doing the thing that he had fantasized about for a long time.

He kept moving deeper into me, I was so painful that tears fell, I kept breathing and complaining, he kissed my neck, and said slowly: "I really love you, love your small eyes and Bad heart, love your swear words, love your punching and kicking, love your disdain for me, it doesn't matter if you are with other men, I can forgive you if you hug them, because I really love you."

"Ha..." I frowned unbearably and held his arm wrapped around my waist tightly. He has completely entered my body. These flirtatious words are undoubtedly the best pain reliever. I seem to feel less pain, his iconic symbol is growing in my body, my legs are struggling to stand up, he raised his hand to give me strength, but slowly began to move behind him.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if the missing piece of my heart was filled, and the empty place became more and more comfortable because of what he made up for. , made me fascinated.

"Um...ah..." I couldn't help but groaned, Stark immediately picked me up and turned around, I had to wrap my legs around his waist to prevent falling, his brown eyes Staring at me closely, she walked towards the big soft bed step by step, with an obvious aggressive color in her eyes.

"I..." I wanted to say something, but as soon as I lay down, I was kissed again by him. He never left my body from the beginning to the end. His constant in and out made what I wanted to say turn into broken moans /groan, I couldn't bear to grab his back, I felt my fingertips across his acquaintance's shoulder, leaving red marks, but he didn't even blink, and the rhythm became faster and faster.

"Baby." He put his shoulders on my legs, and I opened my eyes and looked at him in confusion under his shouts. He leaned close to me and said softly, "This is possessiveness, you know. Possessiveness is, I want to fuck you, you can only be fucked by me."

I was exhausted by his non-stop movements and my back hurts. I am not in good health and it seems that I am really not suitable for this kind of strenuous exercise, but the strong pleasure makes me have to surrender to him. I want to say... Although Tucker is not young, he really has nothing to say about that aspect. No wonder he always changes women because he has capital.

"Do you like me like this?" He rubbed my head affectionately, panting and telling love words, "Actually, the kind of feelings you mentioned are too exaggerated, love is a thing, in fact, I just want to fuck you alone. "

...I want to fuck you, you can only be fucked by me, I only want to fuck you.

It turns out that this is Stark's view of emotion.

The former is that I think you are very punctual, then I am very interested in you, and finally I fall in love with you.

Simple, intuitive, and realistic.

I raised my hand to gently caress his bronzed chest, and he leaned over to kiss my neck. The movement of his lower body was significantly improved compared to before. I felt an overwhelming pleasure, and only him was left in the eyes The shining core on his chest, I can't help but think of it, in the second part of Iron Man, this thing poisoned him with palladium, and he almost lost his life.

He almost died, and if he hadn't researched a material to replace palladium in the materials left by his father Howard Stark, he would really have died.These are all things that were destined to be experienced in the original plot, but now that there is another me, will it change?

Could it be that because of my appearance, he instigated a certain detail, changed his mind, and failed to research it successfully?

It made me very sad to think that he might die in the future and leave me forever.I couldn't help but hugged his neck and kissed his delicate skin vigorously. He sighed in a low voice and accelerated the rhythm. My mind froze and my consciousness paused for a few seconds. There was a blushing groan/groan overflowing from the movement, as if there were only two of us left in the world.

Is it time to shout Demacia long live or faint for the Horde?

Although I had this thought in my heart, I really didn't have the strength to shout it out.

At the very end, all I could do was to bury myself weakly in his arms, greedily breathing the air that smelled of him, and fell into a deep sleep.

This may be the so-called Gentle Township Hero Tomb. At the last moment of losing consciousness, I could only hear Stark's sexy and hoarse laughter like a lewd bell.

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The author has something to say: I want to fuck you, you can only be fucked by me, I only want to fuck you.

This is my summary of Stark's view of feelings, probably... I don't know if it is different from what everyone thinks.

Promise everyone's meat, if you get locked, don't blame me QAQ meat, it's easy to talk about it after the first time, our Great Wall said that Stark is a rogue, you are doing it now, is it because of V?I said of course not, I am a man of integrity! ...and then I was despised by him QAQ

woo woo woo woo please touch QAQ no surprises come back in the next chapter, officially entering the final plot of the first Iron Man.

In other words, I added a lot of original plots because I didn’t have much plot to write in the two movies, otherwise I guess I wouldn’t even be able to write 20W QAQ

I'm such a good wife and mother, right?