"Morning, Potts." Tony whispered as he made his way through the door with the breakfast carefully arranged on a tray. He had waken up early, before Pepper actually had the chance to stir. He made sure he didn't disturb her when he jumped off the bed in a glorious attempt at producing breakfast.

Even though he wasn't used to cook anything – he managed it quite well. It was a quarter past eight when he emerged into her bedroom, clad only in his white boxers which looked sexy as hell on him –and he carried what seemed to be the best meal a man has to offer to the one he loves. When he was fourteen, his mother taught him how to make pancakes and ever since then, it remained his favorite food.

Pepper stirred under the covers and a bright smile appeared on her face when she saw him, and especially when the sweet smell of strawberries reached her nose. Tony carefully put the tray on one side of the bed and snickered when Pepper got out from under the warm covers, whispering that she had to freshen up a bit. Women…

Tony had no idea how they worked, he just knew that if he really wanted some great monkey sex he would have to do something like this – making breakfast in bed, or sending her flowers. It was pretty basic, he thought. But in all truth Pepper was a goddess. She was the one who ensured that his life ran smoothly for almost six years. And she is the one who makes him tremble with lust in bed when she's all over him.

Now it's his turn to ensure that.

Pepper came out, dressed in an almost transparent robe, her hair was disheveled and it was sexier than ever that way. Tony whistled like a wolf and looked her over a bit, making Pepper blush furiously.

"You made breakfast." She said.

It wasn't a question and Tony found himself sweat a bit when she sat on the bed, a few inches away from him.

"Yeah, I… did." He cleared his throat, scratched at his head and looked down at the delicious pancakes.

"Are you trying to tell me something here?" Pepper inquired with a raised brow. The look was utterly familiar and he had to bite his lip to prevent a very suggestive reply.

"Well, yes and no." He mumbled and scooted a bit closer to her. "Am I not allowed to do this?"

"Of course you are allowed. It's just… unexpected." Pepper said bluntly.

Tony had to smile at that one because the last trace of fear disappeared from his mind, and he was sure that this was a great step towards – more. Towards confessing maybe.

"You know me… I like to do unexpected things." Well yes, she did know him. Every since the 'I am Iron Man' press conference she had been afraid of his point of view about surprises.

"Yes…" She replied with a small smile at the corner of her lips. "I know you and how you usually deal with unexpected surprises."

"Come on. Let me." Tony said cheerfully when she took the fork between her fingers.

She gladly let him dip a small piece of pancake into the whipped cream atop of it and push it inside her mouth. She moaned erotically when she tasted it and Tony smiled, feeling a surge of pleasure from his toes up to his hair. He then sighed with satisfaction when she leaned against him, her copper hair tickling his cheek.

"You like it, huh?" He teased and took a bite himself.

Pepper moaned in delight and lightly stroked the inside of his thigh. The ends of his his hair stood up and he moaned a bit deep inside his throat at the sheer eroticism of it.

Tony grabbed a big and beautiful proportioned strawberry with the fork and popped into his mouth. Pepper stared at him, the eyebrow raised again. He swallowed and smirked at her.

"You like playing dirty, aren't you?" Pepper said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Uh-huh." Tony mumbled and took a sip from his coffee. "Don't you?" He continued with another sip.

She'd like to show him how dirty she liked to play, but knowing him, he'll beat her up to it.

"Let's finish this delicious breakfast." She whispered and ignored the light touch of his fingertips on the inside of her wrist.

Twenty minutes after, they were both sprawled deep under the covers with the tv on. The room was dark because Pepper had insisted that she wanted to relax a bit more since it was Saturday and all of that. Tony complied quickly and shut off the sun blinds.

Tony surfed between a few hundreds of channels before he got bored.

"Do you have a good movie we could watch?" Tony asked and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Pepper sighed and tried to hide it, but Tony heard it. His heart skipped a beat then.

"Sure. What do you have in mind?"

He chuckled and shook his head. His hand was sensuously warm on her shoulder, and she wondered if he was doing it on purpose.

"Something funny. Or maybe a romantic comedy? Your choice."

"Surprise me." She said.

The movie he chose was an old favorite of hers that brought tears to her eyes when it finished. Tony surprised her by wiping her tears off with his fingertips. His touch was so gentle it didn't seem real. She gently bated his hand away, but regretted as soon as he removed his hand from her shoulder and stood up, searching for his clothes.

She didn't say a thing as she watched him getting dressed. He passed a hand through his hair, making it even more muffled than before. It wasn't enough that her chest hurt so much that tears sprang to her eyes so he decided to say it out loud.

"When is this thing going to stop?"

She translated into – when are you going to stop lying to yourself? Never maybe.

"I don't know." She replied frankly.

The words hung up on her tongue, but saying them out loud meant losing a battle.