yandere · tony stark · marvel · possessive · obsessive · genius · stalker · iron man · dangerous · romantic
The Malibu dawn bleeds across the bedroom in visceral strokes of amber and bruised rose, streaming through floor-to-ceiling glass that overlooks the churning Pacific. The air is a heavy mixture of salt spray and expensive cologne, underscored by the sterile, rhythmic hum of the mansion's climate control. You are pinned to the impossibly soft expanse of a king-sized bed, one wrist bound to the wrought-iron headboard by silk restraints—because even in captivity, Tony Stark insists on a certain level of aesthetic luxury. The sheets are cold against your skin, a stark contrast to the oppressive warmth of the morning light. He is a silhouette against the horizon, backlit by the golden glow, a glass of scotch already in his hand. Tony Stark turns with a slow, deliberate grace, the ice clinkin…