Yes, Virginia, There Really Is An Iron Man: Chapter Four
TITLE: Yes, Virginia, There Really Is An Iron Man
AUTHOR: Quicksilvermad
SUMMARY: (Movie-verse) Pepper deals with Tony’s newfound lease on life and ends up making a mountain out of her molehill of emotion where her boss is concerned.
GENRE: Humor/Romance
RATING: PG13
PAIRING: Tony/Pepper
DISCLAIMER: Iron Man etc. belong to Marvel Comics et. al.
AN: I am so incredibly sorry that this is as short as it is…
Chapter Four:
Pepper didn’t dare breathe for almost a full minute until Tony shifted beside her and dragged his aching left hand down into her hair.
“You’re going to turn purple,” he commented.
Pepper breathed in through her nose. Mistake number one.
She was immediately submersed in Tony’s very masculine smell-motor oil, clean shampoo and aftershave.
He tightened his arm around her waist unconsciously as she tipped her head further into his palm. He couldn’t stop his eyes from dancing across her face-taking in every freckle and cataloging the details of her smooth skin in his mind. Her eyes were aimed at the ceiling and Tony advantageously stared at their color and depth.
For a brief moment, Pepper bravely looked Tony in the eye and what she saw there shocked her.
She had never seen him look at anyone like that before. Gone were the usual restraints he inflicted upon himself and all that was left was a complete warmth of total trust and admiration.
She really was all he had.
Out of all the people surrounding him, Pepper was the only one who truly saw him when she looked at him. She didn’t see the billionaire, the (former) playboy, the old friend, or the “merchant of death.” She saw him. Pepper was the single person in the universe that Tony could really be himself around.
He rested his forehead against her temple and made the same mistake she had in breathing in. Strawberry shampoo, light lotion, and woman had him resting his nose on her cheek-his lips inches from the thrumming pulse in her neck.
Pepper turned in his arms and shifted lower on the chair-resting her face in the crook of his neck and robbing him of the sensation of skin against skin he’d been enjoying. Yet, at the same time, granting him more of it as her arm pressed against his naked abdomen. Her right hand was trapped between them-fingers curled in relaxation and in the perfect position for Tony to bend slightly at the neck and kiss.
So he did.
Her opposite hand tightened against his bare side.
“This is scaring you, isn’t it?” Tony murmured against her fingers.
“A… A little,” Pepper stammered.
Tony held back a shiver as her breath conjured up goose bumps on every inch of his exposed skin. He shifted again and pressed his lips against her forehead. “Do you want me to let go?” he asked-his heart in his throat.
The husky sound of Tony’s voice went straight to the part of Pepper’s brain that said: “Sweet, merciful Christ” and literally reverberated through her frame.
“Maybe,” she lied-barely above a whisper. “No. Thi-this is, um… Fine.”
“It’s fine,” she repeated herself-surely this time as she dragged her free hand through his hair.
They spent a long moment just staring into each other’s eyes. There was that moment they had denied themselves on the balcony… Leaning closer they shared air and tried not to blink. One blink could ruin the moment-stop this from happening…
“Sir?” A melodious British tinted voice interrupted from every hidden speaker in the workshop. They stopped. “Colonel Rhodes has been knocking on the front door for quite some time now…” Jarvis informed.
Pepper shot out of the chair and practically ran upstairs.
Tony closed his eyes and groaned. “Jarvis?”
“Yes, sir?”
“Next time it’s just me and Pepper in here, don’t interrupt.”
“Of course, sir.”
Had Jarvis a face, Tony would bet his life’s savings that the AI had been smirking.
TBC
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I went to see the movie again yesterday and had so many new ideas pop up that I was taking notes as I watched. Film Studies has ruined me...
Before the movie started, I was so bored that I drew a scene from Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang. I'll post it once I scan the bugger.
AUTHOR: Quicksilvermad
SUMMARY: (Movie-verse) Pepper deals with Tony’s newfound lease on life and ends up making a mountain out of her molehill of emotion where her boss is concerned.
GENRE: Humor/Romance
RATING: PG13
PAIRING: Tony/Pepper
DISCLAIMER: Iron Man etc. belong to Marvel Comics et. al.
AN: I am so incredibly sorry that this is as short as it is…
Chapter Four:
Pepper didn’t dare breathe for almost a full minute until Tony shifted beside her and dragged his aching left hand down into her hair.
“You’re going to turn purple,” he commented.
Pepper breathed in through her nose. Mistake number one.
She was immediately submersed in Tony’s very masculine smell-motor oil, clean shampoo and aftershave.
He tightened his arm around her waist unconsciously as she tipped her head further into his palm. He couldn’t stop his eyes from dancing across her face-taking in every freckle and cataloging the details of her smooth skin in his mind. Her eyes were aimed at the ceiling and Tony advantageously stared at their color and depth.
For a brief moment, Pepper bravely looked Tony in the eye and what she saw there shocked her.
She had never seen him look at anyone like that before. Gone were the usual restraints he inflicted upon himself and all that was left was a complete warmth of total trust and admiration.
She really was all he had.
Out of all the people surrounding him, Pepper was the only one who truly saw him when she looked at him. She didn’t see the billionaire, the (former) playboy, the old friend, or the “merchant of death.” She saw him. Pepper was the single person in the universe that Tony could really be himself around.
He rested his forehead against her temple and made the same mistake she had in breathing in. Strawberry shampoo, light lotion, and woman had him resting his nose on her cheek-his lips inches from the thrumming pulse in her neck.
Pepper turned in his arms and shifted lower on the chair-resting her face in the crook of his neck and robbing him of the sensation of skin against skin he’d been enjoying. Yet, at the same time, granting him more of it as her arm pressed against his naked abdomen. Her right hand was trapped between them-fingers curled in relaxation and in the perfect position for Tony to bend slightly at the neck and kiss.
So he did.
Her opposite hand tightened against his bare side.
“This is scaring you, isn’t it?” Tony murmured against her fingers.
“A… A little,” Pepper stammered.
Tony held back a shiver as her breath conjured up goose bumps on every inch of his exposed skin. He shifted again and pressed his lips against her forehead. “Do you want me to let go?” he asked-his heart in his throat.
The husky sound of Tony’s voice went straight to the part of Pepper’s brain that said: “Sweet, merciful Christ” and literally reverberated through her frame.
“Maybe,” she lied-barely above a whisper. “No. Thi-this is, um… Fine.”
“It’s fine,” she repeated herself-surely this time as she dragged her free hand through his hair.
They spent a long moment just staring into each other’s eyes. There was that moment they had denied themselves on the balcony… Leaning closer they shared air and tried not to blink. One blink could ruin the moment-stop this from happening…
“Sir?” A melodious British tinted voice interrupted from every hidden speaker in the workshop. They stopped. “Colonel Rhodes has been knocking on the front door for quite some time now…” Jarvis informed.
Pepper shot out of the chair and practically ran upstairs.
Tony closed his eyes and groaned. “Jarvis?”
“Yes, sir?”
“Next time it’s just me and Pepper in here, don’t interrupt.”
“Of course, sir.”
Had Jarvis a face, Tony would bet his life’s savings that the AI had been smirking.
TBC
Back | Forward
I went to see the movie again yesterday and had so many new ideas pop up that I was taking notes as I watched. Film Studies has ruined me...
Before the movie started, I was so bored that I drew a scene from Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang. I'll post it once I scan the bugger.