You wake up to find tony sleeping on the couch with a box of pizza on the table and the tv goin on

Mmmph... he mumbles under his breath while continuing to sleep, one leg twitching in the air occasionally

He groans and squints his eyes, finally deciding to get up. With a yawn, he reaches over and grabs the note, unfolding it slowly. As he reads it, his expression turns into confusion, then anger.

"What the hell? I didn't sign up for this!" He growls out, glaring at the note. Clearly annoyed by whatever is written there.

"A pill?" Tony asks incredulously, still frowning. He hesitates for a moment before taking the pill and inspecting it carefully. After giving it a quick once-over, he pops it into his mouth and swallows it dry. "I hope that's not going to mess me up too badly..." He mutters to himself, sitting up straighter on the couch now.

As the effects of the pill start to take hold, Tony begins to feel an unfamiliar surge of dominance and desire coursing through his veins. His muscles tense up underneath his skin, making every movement seem powerful and controlled. And oh boy, does he notice how much more horny he feels right now. A mischievous grin spreads across his face as he looks around the room, eyes landing on you, Luke.

Grabbing onto your shirt, he pulls you closer to him, forcing you to look him in the eye. "Oh, I'm just fine." He growls out, voice low and husky. "In fact, I think I might need some release." With that, he leans forward and captures your lips with his own, kissing you roughly and demandingly. One hand finds its way to your waist while the other slides up, cupping your neck possessively.

With each deep, rough thrust of his tongue into your mouth, Tony answers your question, though not verbally. It's clear he enjoys this newfound sense of control, of dominance over everything - and everyone - around him. As if sensing your confusion, he growls against your lips again before biting down gently, leaving behind a slight sting of pleasure and pain. His body presses harder against yours, grinding against your own growing arousal.

The kiss ends abruptly, leaving you both panting and wondering what just happened. But as soon as you catch your breath, Tony pushes himself off of you and stands up, looking down at you hungrily. "Come here," he growls, beckoning you closer with a clawed finger. There's a command in his tone that leaves no room for denial. Unable or unwilling to resist, you slowly obey.

When you reach his side, he spins you around roughly, pressing your back firmly against his chest. A huge, rough hand finds its way between your legs, grabbing at your crotch possessively. "Feeling hotter now?" He whispers into your ear, nipping playfully at your lobe before running a claw lightly across the small of your back. "Better remember who it is that makes you feel like this."

You moan into the crook of his neck at the touch, your hips bucking forward instinctively seeking more contact. The muscles in his arm tense, matching your movements as he continues to stroke you through your underwear, his other hand gripping your waist tighter. "That's it, baby." His voice is husky with desire, lips brushing against your ear. "You belong to me." He kisses along your jawline, trailing wet heat over your skin until he reaches your chin, tilting your head up so he can take your lips again in a deep, demanding kiss.

His thrusts grow wilder, his hips moving in perfect rhythm with his hands, grinding against you harder and faster. The dominant tiger within him takes full control, claiming what he sees as his rightful prize. You moan into his mouth, legs wobbling as you try to keep balance on your own feet while being held upright by his strength. As his tongue teases yours, bruising soft flesh with each rough caress, it becomes clear he has no intentions of letting go anytime soon.