Her first date with Tony didn't go as planned. Sure the restaurant was lovely, and Tony was charming and fantastic as always. He kept complimenting her dress and offered to dance. He warded off any press by taking her to some high-class place with a private room, kissing her gently here and there and he seemed to never have stopped smiling. She may have been a little weary of when he took her back to his place, but she didn't care, he promised all he had in mind was, "Drinks, and that's all Potts." But he was Tony fucking Stark, of course all he had in mind was JUST drinks. She knew this, she should have just kindly declined. It would have saved her a world of trouble, and that stupid, horrible moment she was dreading when she would have to turn down Tony Stark, and tell him to wait.
"Tony, I-" She broke off the kiss, her hands resting on his shoulder as his wandered around the small of her back.
"What?" He smirked, that ever-confident Tony Stark smirk that made her melt. For all she knew he was probably thinking she was going to say 'I love you'. Was he really that egotistical? Well, she knew Tony, and he was.
"I have to tell you something." She could feel her cheeks getting more red by the second, hopefully he wouldn't notice, the room wasn't very well lit. His smile broke and he began to play with a tiny curl of hair dangling beside her right ear.
"What?" He kissed her earlobe gently which sent shivers down her spine, which he could probably feel, she did decide to wear a backless dress. Fuck, why did she wear a backless dress?
"I don't sleep with guys on the first date." She paused, took in a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "I actually, usually don't sleep with guys within the first sixty days of dating them." She paused again and looked down at the ground. He didn't say anything, nor did his expression or demeanor change. She didn't feel him get tense or nervous, he just stood there. Perfectly still. However, she did begin to break a brief sweat from the quick pause of awkward silence, so she pressed on. "I know we've known each other for a long time, but I guess, well, it is just this code of conduct I have. With guys. All guys." Code of conduct? Wow, she sounded ridiculous. Tony just chuckled which caught her off guard. He took a few steps back.
"All right." Tony pushed his hair back and smiled calmly. "Listen Potts, you don't have to explain yourself, or your code of conduct, it makes sense." Yeah, he would catch the code of conduct part. He took a seat on the sofa next to them and picked up the glass of scotch, sipping it slowly. She didn't make eye contact, she stayed focused on the white carpet. Was her face really as red as it felt? Did Tony Stark, most famous international play boy, not care that she wouldn't sleep with him?
"I'm sorry." She turned her head in his direction, but she still couldn't manage to look at him. "I know you must be disappointed right now." She could feel him breathing heavily, but he didn't seem angry, that was a relief. She felt his hand grab her wrist and she squeaked as he pulled her down onto his lap.
"Frustrated?" He paused to put his drink back on the table. "Yes. Disappointed?" He paused again to tilt her head, to make sure their eyes were meeting. "Not at all." He was now whispering. This was the side of Tony Stark she was used to seeing, those sweet bursts of tenderness. That tiny gleaming light in his eyes that she swore only she could see. Tony Stark did indeed have a soft side, and she felt as if she was the one who brought it out. She closed her eyes to kiss him, only to feel his erection pressing into her bottom. "Sorry. I said I was frustrated." Pepper got up off his lap to straighten out her dress.
"I should go home." She looked back at him to see his mouth was open just a tiny bit and that he was breathing ever so lightly. He was hurt.
"Pepper, you really don't have to go. I mean, give me five minutes, if there's a mirror around, three." He smiled as he stood up taking her hand. "But, you know, we can do stuff without having sex. Technically, right?" His smile grew as he got closer to her. But she just stepped away. Not like the offer wasn't tempting, she wouldn't mind doing anything with this man, but she knew she couldn't just give up every moral because Tony always got what he wanted.
"No." His smile escaped him again as he furrowed his brow. His hands moved away from her as he loosened his tie.
"Okay." He said calmly, trying to act as if he didn't have a raging erection. And then the silence fell into the room yet again. The stupid silence she couldn't stand.
"I just don't want to be some girl you fuck Tony, that's all." She blurted it out. She didn't mean to do that, exactly, but she did. She said it, and now all she could feel is panic creep across her body. Her palms began to sweat as she saw Tony's eyes darken and the skin on his neck get red.
"You aren't just one of those girls." His voice was deep, and if she didn't know Tony so well, it could easily be mistaken for pure rage. But she could sense it, he was hurt. They had been talking for under five minutes and she had already hurt him twice. Awesome.
"I didn't mean it like that, Tony." She went to grab his hands, which were loosely hanging at his sides when he turned away to grab his jacket off the couch.
"I should get you home." His tone was blank again. He picked up the sunglasses resting on the end table and put them on. "I'll pull the car around. Be out front." He didn't make eye contact with her, which was bad, but he didn't sound angry, which was better.
The car ride home was silent. He drove quickly, as he usually did, pulling in front of her apartment building with a screeching halt. He didn't get out and open her door for her like he did earlier. He just sat there, waiting.
"Tony, I-" He cut her off, loosening his grip he had on the steering wheel.
"You don't have to say anything Pepper." He took his time to look over at her, which was a relief once he finally did. He quickly half smiled, trying to ease the tension. "I'm just surprised that you don't want to sleep with me."
"Your ego is really that big?"
"You bet." They both smiled as he reached over to take her hand. "Listen Pep, although it will suck, and I really hate using that phrase in this circumstance, I am willing to, you know," He took in a deep breath, he was no fan of mushy stuff. Well, he wasn't really used to mushy stuff. "Wait for you." He momentarily broke eye contact to focus on her mouth, then smiled again when he saw the edges of her mouth perk up.
"Thanks." She said softly as she pulled her car door handle. "I'll see you tomorrow?" He nodded and fully enjoyed the site of her exiting the car, not the fact that she was leaving him way sooner than he planned, but she did have a glorious ass.
So, that moment didn't end badly, but it was the fact that she kept replaying it over and over again. Tony had seemed to have forgotten all about it by the next day, but she hadn't. She knew starting a relationship with Tony would in no way be easy, but she thought the first few dates would go smoothly. In all honesty, she was a bit of a hopeless romantic. She figured her requests wouldn't go over well with Tony, but at least she thought he wouldn't be so hurt when she told him.
After convincing herself that her motives weren't selfish, it never dawned on her that thinking Tony would just fuck her and leave her, like the rest, was a bit hurtful. But could she really be blamed? She has known Tony for nearly a decade now and not once had he stayed with the same girl for more than a few hours.
But that first day was almost forty days ago, thirty-eight days to be exact, and Pepper knew that in time that moment would seem trivial, but still she needed to let Tony know she trusted him. If he stayed with her for this long without sex, why would he decide to go right after? She already had caved with those "technically not sex, yet still sexual acts" Tony referred to, and had grown to appreciate more.
There was day number sixteen, in the back of Tony's car. A hefty make out session which had turned out to be more than Tony hoped for...
He pulled off the side of the road, next to a long strip of beach. He exited the car in a huff, picking up a large rock and chucking it into the ocean.
"I hate the fucking press. Have I ever told you that? A bunch of fucking dick bags!" He breathed in heavily before picking up an even larger rock to throw. Pepper exited the car with a smile, he looked incredibly sexy when he was angry, not to mention a tad bit silly as well.
"You should really ignore them Tony." She leaned on the hood of the car as she watched him walk back in a huff.
"Not when they say stuff about us." He shrugged as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "They don't know shit about, about anything!" He was obviously still angry, and for good reason. First they said Pepper didn't deserve to be CEO of Stark Industries, and now they were saying Pepper Potts, in more words, a bit of a whore.
"They just think I'm doing you to get ahead." She said laughing at how ironic the statement was, because they were far from doing "it". "And we know they're just be crazy. I've known you for how long? And they think I'm sleeping with you to get ahead." She laughed out loud the more she thought about it. Tony rubbed the back of his neck and joined her laughter.
"Wow." He stood to think about how stupid the whole thing was. "Screw them." He walked closer to Pepper, drawing her in for a quick kiss.
"Yeah screw 'em." She said softly, kissing him harder, slowly entering his mouth with her tongue.
"Screw who?" He had to ask, a moment like this couldn't be kept with Tony's never-ending wit.
"The press, Tony. The press." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Tony pressed her against the car, their kiss intensifying by the second. He slowly moved his hand off her back and to the door handle, moving her out of the way to open the door. He gently moved her into the backseat of the convertible.
"Tony, what are you doing?" She was still smiling, he knew he wasn't over stepping his boundaries yet.
"I just figured we could make out in the back seat for awhile."
"On the side of the road? How romantic." She said half-joking. She didn't mind though, this no sex for the first three months rule was already killing her.
"Just tell me if you want me to stop Potts. I know the rules." Tony said softly as he shifted his weight on top of her, crushing her was even less romantic then macking on the side of the road.
He immediately went to work on her neck. Nibbling the soft part of skin right below her ear lobe before tasting her sweet perfume with his tongue. He smiled when he felt her body begin to relax, it was working. His hands stayed on her hips as he made sure to take it slow. He traced a few light kisses along her jaw line before meeting her mouth again.
His lips were soft, warm and everything anyone could want in lips. A strange thought, but it was true. He pressed hard against her body, making sure she could feel how much excitement he was getting out of this simple act. Her hands moved through his hair as he let out a very gentle moan. She could him smile against her as he began to move his hands up her dress, gripping her inner thigh and slowly dragging a finger across her centre.
"Don't worry I won't break any rules." He let out a chuckle as she bit down onto his shoulder, all she got was a mouthful of cloth when all she wanted was a taste of his flesh. Her cheeks were flushed with frustration, she knew she got herself into this mess. He used his pointer finger and thumb to grip the edge of her panties and slowly slid them off of her. He kissed her again on the mouth, just to enjoy the sweet flavor of her lips.
His legs had some how managed the duty of hiking her dress up to her knees, and his right hand had wandered over to her hip, gently aiding in the removal of any garments. Her breaths picked up as he smiled, moving away from her face as he slowly moved his thumb around her clit. She was more than ready for him, he could feel her shake beneath him, aching for him to do something. He used his palm to slowly massage the surrounding areas, making sure not to move too fast. Not removing his hand, he reached over to the center console to remove a small bottle of lube.
Pepper heard the rumbling and opened her eyes.
"Not to ruin the moment, but do you really carry a travel-sized bottle of lube where ever you go?" She looked puzzled and a little bit amused.
"I'm always prepared." His tone was full of confidence as it always was. He used his teeth to open the cap on the tube and rubbed some onto his fingers, never ruining the rhythm he already had going on, although he did press harder to make her snap her eyes shut and tighten her grip.
He quickly changed hands so he could access her from a better angle, increasing the pressure. Slowly entering her with one finger he rather enjoyed watching her reaction. She opened her eyes to see him smiling at her.
"Pep, you're gorgeous." He moved in closely to kiss her, simultaneously adding another finger inside of her. He played against her thrusts, making sure his coordination was spot on. She moaned into his mouth before biting his lower lip, grasping tighter at the back of his neck.
"God" and "Tony" were the only two words she could manage to say, and Tony didn't mind either. She didn't want to admit it, but it had been far too long since she had any physical contact with any human being. Her body began to rock faster, and Tony could sense that she was soon at her climax. He pulled away from her face to move down. He quickly began to flick his tongue around her clitoris as her hips began to move up towards his face, she came with a small cry of his name and many, many heavy breaths.
"That was a lot easier than I thought." He began to pull up her panties as she still panted out hefty breaths. He pulled down her dress and smiled, making eye contact and slowly licking his fingers clean. "I didn't even get to taste all of you." With a mock pout he moved in closer to kiss her, she remained speechless.
Tony helped her out of the car and into the front seat.
"What is this day sixteen? Or are we going by actual dates, because if were, this is like, date seven." He started up the car and pulled back onto the road.
"Don't make me feel guilty." She said, still enjoying the feeling that rang throughout her body.
"I'm not making you feel guilty babe, I'm just saying." He smiled as he glanced over at her. "Couldn't resist?"
"I guess not." She smiled back at his as she rested her hand on top of his. He stopped his car in front of his Malibu mansion to find that Pepper showed no expression towards their found destination.
"This isn't really you're apartment." Tony looked over at her quickly, a tiny smirk playing across her face. "But spend the night with me." She looked over at him.
"Tony, you just fingered me in the back seat of your car. On day sixteen, date seven." She said, trying to hide a chuckle at how ridiculous that sentence sounded. But she didn't really care, she could say anything to Tony, that's just how they were.
"I love it when you say it like that Ms. Potts. Raunchy." He paused to turn off the engine. "But I can't let you go home tonight, I'm kind of...addicted to you." He looked down at the steering wheel and gripped it, damn these moments. "I just want to sleep with you. But not sleep WITH you." He smiled as he glanced over in her direction.
"Fine. But no funny business."
"No funny business." He through up both hands in surrender. "Scouts honor."
So, day sixteen made her smile. Just the thought of it. She knew she couldn't last that long with Tony around, but it wasn't until day number twenty when she got to repay the favor.