Fic: In Another's Eyes (Chapter 1)
Title: In Another’s Eyes
Fandom: The Avengers (AU-Cinematic Universe)
Characters: Antonia “Toni” Stark, Steve Rogers, others.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Toni/Steve
Warnings: THERE BE SEX HERE!!! Non-Con, bondage
Summary: A stalker is targeting Toni, which skews how she sees herself and how she allows others to see her.
Notes: As you know, I adore Tony/Steve. I wanted to do a slightly different take on the pairing by using a female Tony, or Toni, as it occurred to me that there's the so much that would be different if the character were female. Go easy on me?
Chapter One:
Toni Stark struggled with the ropes around her wrists, the ones that were securing her to the pipe she felt herself leaning against. This wasn't how she wanted to spend her rare day off from saving the world. Taking "a relaxing walk around Central Park" wasn't either, but that was Pepper's fault, not hers.
"You haven't been in New York in ages," the redheaded had reminded her. "You're not spending this beautiful day inside listening to that blue group."
"Blue Gillespie," Toni had muttered. She didn't argue though; truth be told, there were many back trails in the park that she used to find quite relaxing. She loaded up her StarkPlayer with some relaxing music (read as: AC/DC, Theory of a Dead Man and, of course, Blue Gillespie) and set off to explore.
It’s not Pepper's fault that Toni has her music up so loud that it can probably be heard at Stark Tower... and it’s nobody's fault but Toni's when she doesn't know she's been followed until a cloth is clapped over her nose and mouth. She can hear her own voice screaming at her not to breathe in, as well as Cap's voice insisting that she needs to train outside of her suit as well as in it... but these voices silence as her vision darkens and she feels herself slide to the ground.
That's how she got where she is, she remembers as she struggles; in addition to her bound wrists, her ankles are shackled together, there's a rope around her knees and the hood over her head is taped securely to her neck. After three months in a cave in Afghanistan, one would think she'd be over her claustrophobia... no such luck.
She becomes distracted from her escape by a pair of hands on her breasts, groping her none too gently. She lets out a gasp, more out of pure fear than surprise or pleasure; not even The Avengers, save for Natasha and Fury, know about the arc reactor in her chest. It was strong enough to power her Iron Man suit, but Toni still saw it as her greatest weakness. The thought of anyone finding out, especially someone willing to kidnap her, was terrifying...
"Let me go!" she demanded, struggling with her captor. "The Avengers will come looking for me..."
"Not for a while yet," came the reply. The voice was a male’s. It was soft, calming... familiar somehow. The voice analysis was put on hold due to the fact Toni's captor was continuing to play with her breasts, despite her attempts to squirm away. "I have plenty of time."
He somehow found her nipples under the shirt and sports bra that separated his hands from her skin, and he seemed to take pleasure in tormenting them. He rolled her nipples, twisted and tugged them, chuckling softly when she was unable to hold back pleasured moans.
"Time... for what?" she asked once she was able to find her voice. His hands were back to simply groping now... one hand. The other was sliding gently up and down her side.
"To get to know you, Toni darling," he said, resting his roaming hand on her ass as the other continued to lazily massage her breast. He was close to her. She could feel his breath against her skin as he talked, sending shivers down her spine.
"Get to know me?" she asked. "When you won't even let me see your face?" He chuckled. She felt his hand moving towards her inner thigh. "Don't!" His hand reached into her baggy running shorts through a leg opening and grabbed hold of her pussy, squeezing it roughly. She couldn't hold back the moans from escaping her lips as he applied that delicious pressure; she could feel her cheeks burning in shame as he laughed at her.
"Just as I thought." Toni tensed as she felt his free hand at her neck. As he continued groping-but not entering-her, she heard a tearing sound. It was accompanied by the disappearance of the tightness around her neck. The hood was lifted slightly, barely enough for her lips to be uncovered.
"What..." Before she could finish, she felt his lips press against hers, kissing her hard. She tried to resist him, only to have him weave his fingers into her hair and grip tightly. The hand in her shorts squeezed hard as he forced his tongue into her mouth, kissing her with such a deep hatred she'd never thought one could feel in a kiss. It completely terrified her...
"I have to go now, Toni darling," he whispered in her ear after breaking the kiss and moving away from her. She was shaking; part of her was just relieved he hadn't done more, while the other was disgusted that he'd even touched her. She tensed instantly when she heard tape being pulled from a roll. She only relaxed slightly when he began wrapping it around the bag where her eyes would be, rather than her neck. "Your precious teammates will be here soon. Be sure to shout for them, won't you?" Toni nodded; he kissed her cheek. "Good girl. I'll see you again, Toni darling."
Toni waited until she could no longer hear his footsteps before calling out for her team, praying they weren't walking into a trap. She didn't get a reply until long after, just as her voice was starting to go hoarse. He lied to her. She couldn't say she was surprised.
"Good God, Stark," she heard a voice say as the hood was removed.
"You almost swore there, Cap," she replied, blinking her eyes to adjust them to the light. "Things like that lead to a sense of humor..."
"Not the time for your sass, Toni," he replied angrily, making short work of the bonds that held her. "Pepper called about two hours ago, said you'd been missing all afternoon..." He suddenly noticed that she, still seated against the pipe, was staring at him. "What?"
"You called me Toni."
"....that's your name, isn't it?"
"We've known each other almost a year; you've never called me that before." Cap frowned as he picked her up.
"Then I'm sorry for that," he said honestly. "Do you mind if I call you Toni?"
"Not at all... Steve." It was strange to call him Steve; she had never not called him Cap. There was silence for a moment. "I can walk, you know."
"I'm aware."
"Not gonna let me though?"
"Nope." Toni looked at Rogers... at Steve for a moment before shrugging her shoulders and closing her eyes.
"As you wish, White Knight." Before she fell asleep, Toni was sure she heard Steve call her an idiot.