Title: Not Just Sex
Author: arcreactorsex
Rating: R (for language)
Length: 300 words
Summary: This is what happens when you threaten your assistant that you'll commit suicide if she doesn't date you.
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"What the fuck, Potts?!" I asked, sounding exasperated. Pepper pushed me onto the disheveled bed and slapped me hard, draining all the comments I had left with a single slap of her hand.
I gaped at her, my jaw dropping only slightly - but I could feel tears pricking my eyes. I grabbed handfuls of blanket, slowly leaning back on the bed and trying not to close my eyes, so the moist liquid wouldn't drop.
"You..." She warned with another slap. "will not - die," Another. "because of-" Another. "ME!" She almost screamed as she smacked me hard and swift - tears falling down her cheeks.
"You are not going to do this ever again-" When I heard her choked sob, my heart simply stopped beating for a moment.
"I-I... I won't..." I whispered in a shaky voice.
"Good," She replied, then sniffed. "I'm not that stupid. Don't think that I am that stupid, Tony."
I only but watched with my mouth opened as she gave me the lecture of my life.
"Don't think I only want your dick for a fucking night!" She spat. I simply inclined my head and furrowed my brows, wanting her to continue.
"I don't... I'm not... I think I'd better get back to business," She whispered, trying to wipe her tears.
I cleared my throat before speaking, my voice a little too quiet for my taste.
"Okay. Go back to business and pretend. Pretending is what you do the best - but just so you know, I don't want *just* sex from you." I said, sighing in frustration. "That would be all, Pepper."
Before the door closed I heard her saying one more thing which gave me an idea. "Neither do I."