Yes, Virginia, There Really Is An Iron Man: Chapter Twenty-One
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: R
PAIRING: Tony/Pepper
DISCLAIMER: Iron Man etc. belong to Marvel Comics et. al.
Chapter Twenty-One:
Tony woke up in a different position than he fell asleep in. Pepper was now draped naked across his chest in what was becoming a regular habit of hers-with her legs straddling his left thigh and her right hand pressed between the sofa cushion and his buttocks. Her left hand was settled innocently against his right shoulder.
He stared at her for some time-taking in that gorgeous red hair and pale as milk skin… Her lower lip was particularly plump and bruised and sported what looked like a bite mark that Tony didn’t remember making. Looking at it a bit longer, he noticed the inward angle and realized that she’d done it to herself.
“What time is it?” she suddenly asked-those ripe lips brushing against the bare skin of his chest.
“It’s currently 7:15 PM, Miss Potts. The charity auction officially starts at 9;30 PM.”
Both Tony and Pepper jerked in surprise as Jarvis answered.
Tony cleared his throat and rubbed his hand up and down Pepper’s nude back. “Almost a nine hour nap… Guess that means we should get up.”
Pepper nodded against him, then propped her chin on the polymer shell that covered his arc reactor. “You’ve still got paper’s that need signing before we go.”
He sat up with his assistant in his arms and dropped a kiss on her forehead. Secretly, Pepper admitted that he was looking a hundred times better than he had when she first came into the shop. His skin was no longer pale and the circles beneath his eyes were gone. He actually looked… Healthy.
She flicked her fingertips across the hair that was falling against his eyebrows. “You look like you’re feeling better,” she said quietly.
Tony smiled. “The nap helped, too.”
Pepper blushed and covered her face with both hands in a sudden bought of embarrassment. Tony laughed at her and stood-heading toward the shower in the far corner of the shop. “Care to join me?” he asked over one naked shoulder.
Pepper wrinkled her eyebrows and followed him with her arms crossed in irritation. “Fine-but you have to wash my hair.”
Tony doubled back and playfully grabbed Pepper in a fireman’s carry-leaving her with a nice view of his bare backside even while she squealed in surprise. It was tempting to pinch, but Pepper was terrified that he might drop her.
Instead she allowed him to set her gingerly on the stone ledge in the large walk-in shower. Tony started the water (nicely heated to a comfortable 85 degrees) and grabbed a bottle of shampoo off the ledge beside Pepper.
“Come here,” he motioned and poured some shampoo in his palm. It smelled like him…
Pepper turned her back to him and smiled as he ran his soapy fingers through her hair. She leaned into him when he massaged her scalp.
“So does this mean you won’t be upset when I ask you to dance tonight?” Tony asked as he helped her rinse the suds away.
Pepper grinned. “Possibly. It all depends on if you remember to bring me my drink.”
Tony smiled back at her, scrubbed shampoo through his own hair in that “man” way, and tipped his head back into the spray of warm water. Pepper searched the ledge for a bottle of conditioner and found one that had barely been used. As she lathered her hair she turned to watch Tony use a bar of Lava Soap to get the last vestiges of engine grease off his face.
Pepper rinsed her hair again and licked her lips before speaking again. “I need to go home to change-and transfer your donation… And you still need to sign the letter to MIT.”
“Commencement speech again?” Tony shut the water off and handed her a towel before grabbing one for himself.
Pepper squeezed water out of her hair and tucked the towel beneath her armpits. “Yes.”
Tony grumbled something and folded his towel around his hips. “Fine. Um, I’ve got some new clothes for you in your room-”
They left the shower together and walked up the stairs in tandem.
“So you do buy me clothes…”
“What did you think they were?”
Pepper shrugged and pulled her bangs into their usual position. She briefly watched water roll down the side of his neck and considered just how much more boyish he looked with his hair as long as it was. She must have said something about it because Tony paused at his open doorway to look back at her.
“You think so?”
Pepper twisted her lips to one side and nodded.
With his best cheeky smile, Tony Stark ruffled his own wet hair and vanished into his bedroom to get dressed.
TBC
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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: R
PAIRING: Tony/Pepper
DISCLAIMER: Iron Man etc. belong to Marvel Comics et. al.
Chapter Twenty-One:
Tony woke up in a different position than he fell asleep in. Pepper was now draped naked across his chest in what was becoming a regular habit of hers-with her legs straddling his left thigh and her right hand pressed between the sofa cushion and his buttocks. Her left hand was settled innocently against his right shoulder.
He stared at her for some time-taking in that gorgeous red hair and pale as milk skin… Her lower lip was particularly plump and bruised and sported what looked like a bite mark that Tony didn’t remember making. Looking at it a bit longer, he noticed the inward angle and realized that she’d done it to herself.
“What time is it?” she suddenly asked-those ripe lips brushing against the bare skin of his chest.
“It’s currently 7:15 PM, Miss Potts. The charity auction officially starts at 9;30 PM.”
Both Tony and Pepper jerked in surprise as Jarvis answered.
Tony cleared his throat and rubbed his hand up and down Pepper’s nude back. “Almost a nine hour nap… Guess that means we should get up.”
Pepper nodded against him, then propped her chin on the polymer shell that covered his arc reactor. “You’ve still got paper’s that need signing before we go.”
He sat up with his assistant in his arms and dropped a kiss on her forehead. Secretly, Pepper admitted that he was looking a hundred times better than he had when she first came into the shop. His skin was no longer pale and the circles beneath his eyes were gone. He actually looked… Healthy.
She flicked her fingertips across the hair that was falling against his eyebrows. “You look like you’re feeling better,” she said quietly.
Tony smiled. “The nap helped, too.”
Pepper blushed and covered her face with both hands in a sudden bought of embarrassment. Tony laughed at her and stood-heading toward the shower in the far corner of the shop. “Care to join me?” he asked over one naked shoulder.
Pepper wrinkled her eyebrows and followed him with her arms crossed in irritation. “Fine-but you have to wash my hair.”
Tony doubled back and playfully grabbed Pepper in a fireman’s carry-leaving her with a nice view of his bare backside even while she squealed in surprise. It was tempting to pinch, but Pepper was terrified that he might drop her.
Instead she allowed him to set her gingerly on the stone ledge in the large walk-in shower. Tony started the water (nicely heated to a comfortable 85 degrees) and grabbed a bottle of shampoo off the ledge beside Pepper.
“Come here,” he motioned and poured some shampoo in his palm. It smelled like him…
Pepper turned her back to him and smiled as he ran his soapy fingers through her hair. She leaned into him when he massaged her scalp.
“So does this mean you won’t be upset when I ask you to dance tonight?” Tony asked as he helped her rinse the suds away.
Pepper grinned. “Possibly. It all depends on if you remember to bring me my drink.”
Tony smiled back at her, scrubbed shampoo through his own hair in that “man” way, and tipped his head back into the spray of warm water. Pepper searched the ledge for a bottle of conditioner and found one that had barely been used. As she lathered her hair she turned to watch Tony use a bar of Lava Soap to get the last vestiges of engine grease off his face.
Pepper rinsed her hair again and licked her lips before speaking again. “I need to go home to change-and transfer your donation… And you still need to sign the letter to MIT.”
“Commencement speech again?” Tony shut the water off and handed her a towel before grabbing one for himself.
Pepper squeezed water out of her hair and tucked the towel beneath her armpits. “Yes.”
Tony grumbled something and folded his towel around his hips. “Fine. Um, I’ve got some new clothes for you in your room-”
They left the shower together and walked up the stairs in tandem.
“So you do buy me clothes…”
“What did you think they were?”
Pepper shrugged and pulled her bangs into their usual position. She briefly watched water roll down the side of his neck and considered just how much more boyish he looked with his hair as long as it was. She must have said something about it because Tony paused at his open doorway to look back at her.
“You think so?”
Pepper twisted her lips to one side and nodded.
With his best cheeky smile, Tony Stark ruffled his own wet hair and vanished into his bedroom to get dressed.
TBC
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