I usually don't write things like this, I'm very against smutty (or even on the verge as this is) stuff. But the song I was listening to while I wrote just the perfect image of this in my head.
Unintended
The bare skin of his back was warm against her hand, her nails digging into the exposed area with each passing moment of pleasure. Never did she see herself thrown into the sheet of forbidden love with Tony Stark. Not even in her wildest dreams. Yet here she was, each toss and turn eliciting a giggle from the once straight laced PA made CEO. She could feel every inch of him upon her and the strange sensations took over all of her senses. She could feel him beneath her touch, smell that musk that filled her with a odd sense of joy every time it was near, hear his erratic heartbeat synchronized with her own, see the glistening of his body as it moved with her, and she could taste him upon her lips.
As her eyes began to flutter shut, she could feel Tony's arms around her, the warmth bringing a smile to her lips. If this was the way she was meant to spend her nights, in the throws of passion with her love and then falling asleep in his arms, then she could think of no better nirvana.
She would always know when Tony awoke before her, his eyes following the pathway that his fingers did as they explored her body. Once, she found him 'connecting the dots' and finding shapes amongst the freckles that were littered upon her ashen skin. And still, she would have it no other way.
Even when they went to bed with Tony barely able to move, with the bruises and cuts making it virtually impossible for him to do anything but lay beside her, she would have it no other way. Having him near her, knowing that he was safe and with her, she was happy. Who wouldn't be?
Once again, just a little thing I wrote because of my iTunes boredom :)
I may write a full on story for Pepper/Tony one of these days. what do you guys think?