Fic: Ti Amo - Part 2
Title: Ti Amo - Part 2
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2.020
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“Mmm…”
“Do I even want to know?” Tony asks breathlessly between hungry kisses.
The answer to that question will probably be a convinced ‘no’, but at least he’d keep trying.
“This is so sexy.” He murmurs while he nibbles at her collarbone.
Pepper gives a helpless shriek beneath him and tries to maintain her sanity. She knows that it will take a few more kisses and a single touch of his skin against hers until she would probably lose all her control and ravish him like a sexy hellcat she truly is.
She shivers like a defenseless leaf when Tony gently spreads her legs with his knees and strokes the soft skin of her belly up until his hands reach her bra. He growls a little as he unhooks the front-clasp of her bra and uncovers her round breasts.
His breath catches in his throat and his hands tremble as he cups them both in his rough, calloused hands, marveling yet at the softness of her skin. It takes him roughly three million years to breathe again, and when he does, his breathing is ragged and he sounds almost breathless.
If she didn’t know him better - didn’t know that he hadn’t slept with anyone in more than a year - she’d probably say that he’s just pretending and that he’s just obsessed with it like everyone else is. But she knows he isn’t obsessed - not more than usual, but knows that the sighs and shivers emanating from him meant that he wants more than just sex.
She’d been quite surprised when he’d told her that he’d been a blissful celibate since his return from Afghanistan. She didn’t know what to say because she hadn’t felt so relieved in a long time. Instead he’d kissed her - slowly and deeply, showing her that he’d meant every single word.
The feel of his warm hands on her breast nearly drives her out of her mind, but she schools her animal instincts down to neutral and focuses on the sight in front of her. It seems that she wasn’t the only one who had trouble behaving.
Tony’s eyes are wide and unblinking and his whole body is tense. She feels his hands shiver when they slowly massage her breasts. She moans a little and throws her head back onto the soft pillows and hears his voice whispering to her faintly.
“That’s it - let me hear you.”
It was the kinkiest thing she’d ever thought about whenever she had fantasies about him, and they were really often post-Iron Man, she has to admit. The slow timbre of his voice, rough and full of sex maximizes the heat between her legs even more.
She still has too many clothes on…
“Do you have any idea on how much time I spent thinking about that naked back of yours after we danced that night?”
She can take a guess because she had spent many hours herself thinking about his hand on her back. It’s then when she dares to open her eyes just in time to see his watching her intently.
“At first I didn’t know it was you -“ He says and throws her bra somewhere behind him. “You looked amazing in that backless dress and I thought for a brief moment that ‘hey, I’d really like to fuck that woman’, but then I realized it was you.”
She doesn’t know whether to be offended or more turned on than ever when he admits those words. She settles for the latter.
“You looked amazing, you smelt amazing and you knew how to dance. Not many women know how to dance with their bosses. Most of the times the dance is awkward.”
Pepper swallows and brings his head down to kiss him longingly. He moans a little when her tongue traces his bottom lip and he breaks the kiss, his eyes glinting in the sunlight and she sees a strange look in them.
He smiles a little then and presses two loving kisses to the either side of her mouth and continues with her cheek and jaw. He licks at the juncture between her jaw and her ear and receives another moan from her that hardens him even more.
“How’s Tuscany, by the way?” He murmurs as he licks his way down to her right breast.
“It’s wonder-“ She stops talking because he has his wet mouth against the hyper-sensitive skin of her breast.
He licks her nipple and blows against it, making it hard and erect. He hums blissfully when he hears her desperate moan, and brings his other hand to her other breast. Her hands in his thick, messy hair keep him exactly where he is and her moans urge him to continue his ministrations.
This wasn’t how she imagined it would be. In her fantasies he would always be rough and foreplay wasn’t even included. The sensation is utterly pleasurable and Pepper can swear she hasn’t been this wet in years.
After a couple of minutes he brings his warm palm down her belly until it reaches the button of her jeans. He tries to open it, but Pepper pushes his hand away and reaches for the hem of his t-shirt. He groans a little when he has to pull away from the sweetness of her breast, but recovers quickly when she disposes of his wrinkled shirt and he sighs when she strokes his abs. He looks down at her manicured fingers and groans out her name when she scratches him lightly.
She is trying really hard not to look at the ‘thing’ inside his shorts. Anyway, it would have been hard not to stare at it since it was so obvious a blind could actually see it.
She purrs with relief as his skilled hands get rid of her jeans and his right hand strokes her leg from her ankle up to her hip where he stops and murmurs something.
“What?” She mouths at him, confusion written all over her face.
“Silk.” He repeats again. “I said your skin is like silk.”
Pepper blushes and tries to hide her face from him, but he sees her and smiles, the corner of his mouth wrinkling in that sort of way she utterly adores. Her hands stroke his muscled back as he presses kisses to the front of her black lace panties and her heart beats so fast it would simply pop out anytime soon as his fingers peel off her panties down her long and sexy as hell legs.
She blushes harder than ever from the look he gives her. He stares at her for what it seems an eternity before he locks his eyes with hers and says.
“Oh boy, Pepper.”
That’s right; she wants to tell him back, but settles with this.
“You’re running behind the schedule, Stark. Off with those pants of yours.” She says with as much courage as she can muster, and it’s not all that much.
He hesitates in the last moment before squeezing his cock firmly through the thin material of his shorts. She moans at the erotic sight in front of her and grips the sheets rather wildly, until her knuckles go white.
She takes a quivering look at his face and marvels at how focused he seems to be in these moments. He looks like he hasn’t even heard her and she can’t wait much longer because she already misses his warmth. So she moves forward and unwraps his hand from around his cock and tugs his pants down along with his boxers.
He doesn’t let her look down at him - he just grips her chin with the same hand he’d held his pride and tells her huskily.
“Please try not to fight me.”
The adrenaline rush makes her heart flutter wildly inside her chest and her breathing increases till the point she’s gasping. His mouth covers hers and with both his hands he encircles her wrists and carefully pushes her back against the sheets.
She closes her eyes, half of her scared, the other half aroused. She feels his warm breath against one side of her face as he shifts above her. She bites her lip hard when he pins her wrists above her head and when she feels his incredibly hot hardness against her lower belly.
Her fingers curl into fists when he takes her earlobe into his mouth.
“Do we need to use protection?” He murmurs in her ear.
She opens her eyes and stares at the wall at her right.
“No.”
At first she had thought he would ask her why, but he doesn’t.
Instead, he leans down and brushes his lips against her cheek, silently begging her to open her eyes and look at him. She doesn’t.
“Good.” He says and grabs her wrists with one hand and with the other he strokes her inner thigh.
“I’m not going to hurt you-“ He manages to say, his voice raspy and it doesn’t assure Pepper in any way. She just keeps her eyes closed and waits for him to do it.
He slowly brings her leg around his hip and sinks into her gently with a groan of absolute pleasure. Pepper’s eyes snap open at the mere intensity of him sliding inside of her, inch by inch. When his hips connect touch hers he brings his hand back to her wrist and spreads her arms a bit.
“Tony…” She gasps and looks at him wide-eyed.
“Right here.” He gasps back and slides his hands up to hers and entwines his fingers with hers.
He doesn’t move until she wraps her legs around his waist and he’s sure that she isn’t afraid of him anymore.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He tells her again and takes her lips in a searing kiss.
He starts moving then, slowly, testing the waters. He clenches his teeth at the exquisite tightness, but doesn’t stop until feels her shiver under him. He pushes inside of her over and over again, unable to stop and leave the best thing that’s ever happened to him - alone. He won’t ever leave her because he knows deep down into his soul that he loves her more than anything and anyone else in this world.
Her hands grasp his tightly and her nails dig into his skin and it hurts, but he can manage. He always managed the pain, even though it drives him crazy.
It drives him crazy the thought that he can’t tell her how much she means to him now.
Her legs have so much strength in them and he screams into her neck when he feels her contracting around him. The entire world around them is absorbed into a dense fog and he can’t breathe. His entire body goes rigid against hers as he pushes himself as deeply as he can into her love - thrusting into her his love, leaving it there - inside the safest place in the world.
He buries his face into her neck and sighs deeply, his whole body relaxing against hers.
They stay like this for a little while, enjoying each others presence until he rolls off her and presses a light kiss to her chest where there is an imprint of his arc reactor.
“That was intense.” He admits after a couple of minutes.
Pepper can’t speak. She’s so overwhelmed by him - his smell, taste, feel and love. His weird sort of love…
“Are you okay?” He turns to her and strokes her ankle with his thumb.
“Uh-huh.” She whispers faintly and tries to temper down her breath.
“All right…” Tony looks at her and chuckles. “Come here.” He murmurs and moves closer to her, until she’s wrapped up in his arms.
“How did it feel like, Pep?”
“What?”
Tony chuckles again behind her and pulls the comforter over them.
“Making love with me.” He clarifies.
She’s silent for a few moments before she chuckles.
“Weird.” She admits.
“How’s that?” He sounds confused.
“It’s just - weird.” She breaks out laughing because it was so funny hearing him say: ‘making love’.
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Rating: NC-17
Length: 2.020
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“Mmm…”
“Do I even want to know?” Tony asks breathlessly between hungry kisses.
The answer to that question will probably be a convinced ‘no’, but at least he’d keep trying.
“This is so sexy.” He murmurs while he nibbles at her collarbone.
Pepper gives a helpless shriek beneath him and tries to maintain her sanity. She knows that it will take a few more kisses and a single touch of his skin against hers until she would probably lose all her control and ravish him like a sexy hellcat she truly is.
She shivers like a defenseless leaf when Tony gently spreads her legs with his knees and strokes the soft skin of her belly up until his hands reach her bra. He growls a little as he unhooks the front-clasp of her bra and uncovers her round breasts.
His breath catches in his throat and his hands tremble as he cups them both in his rough, calloused hands, marveling yet at the softness of her skin. It takes him roughly three million years to breathe again, and when he does, his breathing is ragged and he sounds almost breathless.
If she didn’t know him better - didn’t know that he hadn’t slept with anyone in more than a year - she’d probably say that he’s just pretending and that he’s just obsessed with it like everyone else is. But she knows he isn’t obsessed - not more than usual, but knows that the sighs and shivers emanating from him meant that he wants more than just sex.
She’d been quite surprised when he’d told her that he’d been a blissful celibate since his return from Afghanistan. She didn’t know what to say because she hadn’t felt so relieved in a long time. Instead he’d kissed her - slowly and deeply, showing her that he’d meant every single word.
The feel of his warm hands on her breast nearly drives her out of her mind, but she schools her animal instincts down to neutral and focuses on the sight in front of her. It seems that she wasn’t the only one who had trouble behaving.
Tony’s eyes are wide and unblinking and his whole body is tense. She feels his hands shiver when they slowly massage her breasts. She moans a little and throws her head back onto the soft pillows and hears his voice whispering to her faintly.
“That’s it - let me hear you.”
It was the kinkiest thing she’d ever thought about whenever she had fantasies about him, and they were really often post-Iron Man, she has to admit. The slow timbre of his voice, rough and full of sex maximizes the heat between her legs even more.
She still has too many clothes on…
“Do you have any idea on how much time I spent thinking about that naked back of yours after we danced that night?”
She can take a guess because she had spent many hours herself thinking about his hand on her back. It’s then when she dares to open her eyes just in time to see his watching her intently.
“At first I didn’t know it was you -“ He says and throws her bra somewhere behind him. “You looked amazing in that backless dress and I thought for a brief moment that ‘hey, I’d really like to fuck that woman’, but then I realized it was you.”
She doesn’t know whether to be offended or more turned on than ever when he admits those words. She settles for the latter.
“You looked amazing, you smelt amazing and you knew how to dance. Not many women know how to dance with their bosses. Most of the times the dance is awkward.”
Pepper swallows and brings his head down to kiss him longingly. He moans a little when her tongue traces his bottom lip and he breaks the kiss, his eyes glinting in the sunlight and she sees a strange look in them.
He smiles a little then and presses two loving kisses to the either side of her mouth and continues with her cheek and jaw. He licks at the juncture between her jaw and her ear and receives another moan from her that hardens him even more.
“How’s Tuscany, by the way?” He murmurs as he licks his way down to her right breast.
“It’s wonder-“ She stops talking because he has his wet mouth against the hyper-sensitive skin of her breast.
He licks her nipple and blows against it, making it hard and erect. He hums blissfully when he hears her desperate moan, and brings his other hand to her other breast. Her hands in his thick, messy hair keep him exactly where he is and her moans urge him to continue his ministrations.
This wasn’t how she imagined it would be. In her fantasies he would always be rough and foreplay wasn’t even included. The sensation is utterly pleasurable and Pepper can swear she hasn’t been this wet in years.
After a couple of minutes he brings his warm palm down her belly until it reaches the button of her jeans. He tries to open it, but Pepper pushes his hand away and reaches for the hem of his t-shirt. He groans a little when he has to pull away from the sweetness of her breast, but recovers quickly when she disposes of his wrinkled shirt and he sighs when she strokes his abs. He looks down at her manicured fingers and groans out her name when she scratches him lightly.
She is trying really hard not to look at the ‘thing’ inside his shorts. Anyway, it would have been hard not to stare at it since it was so obvious a blind could actually see it.
She purrs with relief as his skilled hands get rid of her jeans and his right hand strokes her leg from her ankle up to her hip where he stops and murmurs something.
“What?” She mouths at him, confusion written all over her face.
“Silk.” He repeats again. “I said your skin is like silk.”
Pepper blushes and tries to hide her face from him, but he sees her and smiles, the corner of his mouth wrinkling in that sort of way she utterly adores. Her hands stroke his muscled back as he presses kisses to the front of her black lace panties and her heart beats so fast it would simply pop out anytime soon as his fingers peel off her panties down her long and sexy as hell legs.
She blushes harder than ever from the look he gives her. He stares at her for what it seems an eternity before he locks his eyes with hers and says.
“Oh boy, Pepper.”
That’s right; she wants to tell him back, but settles with this.
“You’re running behind the schedule, Stark. Off with those pants of yours.” She says with as much courage as she can muster, and it’s not all that much.
He hesitates in the last moment before squeezing his cock firmly through the thin material of his shorts. She moans at the erotic sight in front of her and grips the sheets rather wildly, until her knuckles go white.
She takes a quivering look at his face and marvels at how focused he seems to be in these moments. He looks like he hasn’t even heard her and she can’t wait much longer because she already misses his warmth. So she moves forward and unwraps his hand from around his cock and tugs his pants down along with his boxers.
He doesn’t let her look down at him - he just grips her chin with the same hand he’d held his pride and tells her huskily.
“Please try not to fight me.”
The adrenaline rush makes her heart flutter wildly inside her chest and her breathing increases till the point she’s gasping. His mouth covers hers and with both his hands he encircles her wrists and carefully pushes her back against the sheets.
She closes her eyes, half of her scared, the other half aroused. She feels his warm breath against one side of her face as he shifts above her. She bites her lip hard when he pins her wrists above her head and when she feels his incredibly hot hardness against her lower belly.
Her fingers curl into fists when he takes her earlobe into his mouth.
“Do we need to use protection?” He murmurs in her ear.
She opens her eyes and stares at the wall at her right.
“No.”
At first she had thought he would ask her why, but he doesn’t.
Instead, he leans down and brushes his lips against her cheek, silently begging her to open her eyes and look at him. She doesn’t.
“Good.” He says and grabs her wrists with one hand and with the other he strokes her inner thigh.
“I’m not going to hurt you-“ He manages to say, his voice raspy and it doesn’t assure Pepper in any way. She just keeps her eyes closed and waits for him to do it.
He slowly brings her leg around his hip and sinks into her gently with a groan of absolute pleasure. Pepper’s eyes snap open at the mere intensity of him sliding inside of her, inch by inch. When his hips connect touch hers he brings his hand back to her wrist and spreads her arms a bit.
“Tony…” She gasps and looks at him wide-eyed.
“Right here.” He gasps back and slides his hands up to hers and entwines his fingers with hers.
He doesn’t move until she wraps her legs around his waist and he’s sure that she isn’t afraid of him anymore.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He tells her again and takes her lips in a searing kiss.
He starts moving then, slowly, testing the waters. He clenches his teeth at the exquisite tightness, but doesn’t stop until feels her shiver under him. He pushes inside of her over and over again, unable to stop and leave the best thing that’s ever happened to him - alone. He won’t ever leave her because he knows deep down into his soul that he loves her more than anything and anyone else in this world.
Her hands grasp his tightly and her nails dig into his skin and it hurts, but he can manage. He always managed the pain, even though it drives him crazy.
It drives him crazy the thought that he can’t tell her how much she means to him now.
Her legs have so much strength in them and he screams into her neck when he feels her contracting around him. The entire world around them is absorbed into a dense fog and he can’t breathe. His entire body goes rigid against hers as he pushes himself as deeply as he can into her love - thrusting into her his love, leaving it there - inside the safest place in the world.
He buries his face into her neck and sighs deeply, his whole body relaxing against hers.
They stay like this for a little while, enjoying each others presence until he rolls off her and presses a light kiss to her chest where there is an imprint of his arc reactor.
“That was intense.” He admits after a couple of minutes.
Pepper can’t speak. She’s so overwhelmed by him - his smell, taste, feel and love. His weird sort of love…
“Are you okay?” He turns to her and strokes her ankle with his thumb.
“Uh-huh.” She whispers faintly and tries to temper down her breath.
“All right…” Tony looks at her and chuckles. “Come here.” He murmurs and moves closer to her, until she’s wrapped up in his arms.
“How did it feel like, Pep?”
“What?”
Tony chuckles again behind her and pulls the comforter over them.
“Making love with me.” He clarifies.
She’s silent for a few moments before she chuckles.
“Weird.” She admits.
“How’s that?” He sounds confused.
“It’s just - weird.” She breaks out laughing because it was so funny hearing him say: ‘making love’.
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