Day 1 - First Encounter (How/when did Pepper and Tony first meet)
"Sir, you have a visitor." JARVIS' voice cut through the giggle of the blonde that Tony Stark had pinned to the couch. The entire office was designed for one use and one use only; sex. As a man with far too much money, Stark didn't give a rat's ass about the fact that a desk that cost three thousand dollars and was hailed as a form of modern art was collecting dusk around that parts where bodies hadn't been pressed against it.
"Tell them… that I'm occupied." He grunted, not bothering to form a witty response as slender fingers trailed to his belt.
"You're so dedicated to your work." The AI answered sardonically, intelligent enough to learn from the master. "They are not accepting that as a decent response, entering anyway. See how much respect you have gained through your efforts?"
Damn. Tony ground his teeth, still busy shedding clothes as he waited for his unwelcome visitor. Of all the places, he had neglected to add any security or locks to his office door. Adding that to the list that he needed to do but wouldn't, along with resetting the snarky android, Tony sighed when his ears caught the sounds of footsteps approaching.
"Jesus Christ!" Cobalt tinted eyes landed on the tangled limbs heaped on the couch, hands flying to shield them. The billionaire clambered off his partner, scanning the new arrival with re-sparked interest. JARVIS had neglected to inform him that it was one of the new accountants that Stark Industries had hired, clad in a very chic suit. "What is wrong with you?"
"Now that's just rude." Tony grinned, still examining her whilst stood in only his boxers. "I am your boss, you know."
"It's the middle of the day." The woman snapped, still sheltering her eyes with slender fingers. Shrugging, Tony continued his inspection and found his eyes drawn to the explosion of red hair that had been scraped into a criminally severe bun. He hadn't been with a ginger in a while, but his experiences with them had been far from unpleasant.
"Is there a law setting specific time set for sex?" Unabashed, Tony returned to the blonde who glanced at his quizzically. "Do normal people have that?"
"You don't rise above the law, Mr Stark. I thought you were smart enough to know the basics at least since you don't class yourself as a normal person." There was an icy note in her voice and she still refused to lower her hand, which was dusted in light freckles. "Evidently, the media lies about the intelligence although not so much about everything else."
"I rise above a lot of things." Tony dismissed, frowning. "The only way the media would be lying is if they printed anything claiming I was any less gifted than Einstein."
"Seriously? You're comparing yourself to one of the greatest minds that ever lived?" The accountant snorted, brandishing a document that Tony hadn't even noticed before. "Tell me this then, sir. How does one of the smartest men on earth miss an accounting mistake that costs his company millions of dollars every year?"
"I don't look at accounting." Tony replied swiftly, although he felt a heat creep up his neck as he examined the file.
"You're the president of this company." She plucked the papers from his hands, despite being blinded by her fingers. "Even if you are the neglectful, narcissistic jerk that everyone describes you as, a document this important would have been shoved under your nose at one time or another. Judgement Day must be close if the man as brilliant as Einstein can't perform basic maths."
"What, are you one of those religious nuts?" Tony grimaced at his weak remark, the blush heating his cheeks. His jaw clenched as he caught the smirk playing on her lips, but she slipped out the door before he could form anymore words. Not glancing at the blonde, he basically shooed her away as he seethed with humiliation and battled the fact that he was insanely impressed. He hadn't even caught her name.
That was the first time Tony Stark met Virginia Potts and the first time he decided to fire her.
