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Chapter 7

Pepper and Tony made it as far as their bedroom door. "Tony hurry up." she was horny and really wanted him inside of her. He was more forceful than ever before and pushed her underwear aside. The billionaire lowered his pants and boxers. He entered her in one swift thrust. She cried out at the filling and thrilling sensation of having him there. "Are you wet because of me or those strippers Pepper?" he licked the shell of her ear and thrust hard into her. Pepper let out a very high whimper. "You, only you Tony." He drove into her wildly, she loved the way he let go and gave himself to her. She did the same in every whimper and moan that left her mouth. Finally he came inside of her and managed to shed their clothing. They crawled to bed and kissed one more time before losing the battle to sleep.

She had a bitch of a hangover. Pepper knew it the moment she opened her eyes. She was on Tony's broad chest. He was snoring, oblivious to the fact that his future wife was dying. That was an exaggeration but Pepper wasn't prone to over indulging in alcohol. She gingerly dressed in his blue dress shirt from yesterday. Let him sleep it off, he will be less grouchy. She went into the bathroom and tried to take some aspirin and Motrin.

She made her way to the kitchen, there in the island was Tasha nursing a black coffee. Pepper gagged. "Don't lose it here Potts. Go away." the Russian spy whispered.

Pepper calmed down and breathed deeply. "I hate black coffee." She said miserably and drank orange juice from the bottle.

"Slob." Her friend said.

"Don't ever tell Tony you saw me doing that. I always scold him for doing the same thing." She winked.

"How are you feeling?" the spy asked politely.

"Like I have a tumor in my brain, sore but that's expected. I had amazing sex a couple of hours ago." She smirked when seeing Natasha's disgusted face.

"At least you had some. I just feel the terrible headache and nausea that comes with your regular old hangover."

"Cheer up. I anticipate a wild night of sex for you tonight."

"Ms. Potts are you still drunk?" Natasha laughed.

"I'm not. Bruce will fall, I've seen him struggle for days and now that Jimmy is here…" Pepper drank more of her orange juice.

Slowly but surely the rest of the group trickled in. Steve was first. He was chirpy and sober and tried to be helpful to all of his friends. Thor and Jane were next. Jane was good. She had taken aspirin and some homemade remedies. Thor was unusually silent and grumpy. Happy just had a mild headache; he turned on the TV to the lowest volume. Bruce greetings had been "coffee now." Steve poured him a cup and also gave him some pancakes.

Darcy looked like death warmed over. "Darcy are you ok?" Steve immediately rushed to her side. "I could use some warm tea. Please tell me I didn't make a fool of myself." She looked into his blue eyes. "Nothing happened, you were good Darce." Bruce spoke while massaging his temples.

"I could give you guys some of my remedy." Jane offered helpfully.

"Don't accept it is vile and worse than chitauri shit." Thor spoke loud and clearly.

Jane rolled her eyes and offered again but Darcy also shook her head. "Where is Rhodes?" Steve asked.

"Here Cap, with a bitch of a hangover but nothing the sight of a beautiful woman couldn't cure. Good afternoon Ms. Romanoff." Jim kissed her cheek and sat next to her in the loveseat. Bruce glared at the colonel and tightened his hold on his cup.

Two hours later Tony stumbled into the living room. "Pepper, why are there so many people at our home?" He grouched and pushed Happy out of the couch. "Hey, I was watching a movie."

"You were that's right not anymore." Tony glared at his friend and lay down. "PEPPER" He yelled. "Bad choice, I need you." He half moaned.

Pepper appeared and sat next to him, Tony rested his head on her lap and looked up to her. "I'm not going to make it babe. I'm dying, my last wish is for you to mourn me until your death day and never have sex with anyone else." He moaned pitifully. Pepper kissed his temple and caressed his hair.

She smiled and kissed his nose and closed eyelids. The whole room looked awed by the way she took care of him and how he looked adoringly to her and placed her hands on his face.

They kissed softly, "still like two seals fighting over a grape." Jim said laughingly. "Shut up platypus, you'll be uninvited to the wedding." Tony groaned and found a more confortable position turning around and nuzzling Pepper's stomach.

"Why are you marrying him again? You could do better." Jim winked at Pepper.

"She loves me stupid face. I'm a charming billionaire, philanthropist, and super-hero on the side. She can't do better. Tell him Pep." He pouted and got another kiss.

"He's right Jimmy." Tony smiled and placed her hand back in his hair. "Don't stop." He sighed.

Steve, Bruce and Natasha looked at the pair and thought the same thing. "I want that." the thought provoked different insights in all three people. In Steve it provoked a sense of action, unknown to him. He would get that. he deserved it. He wanted it with Darcy and he would get it.

Bruce immediately thought, "I can't have that love." It was simple and swift; he could never have that relationship. He wouldn't put Natasha through the pain that came with living with the Hulk.

"I love him," Natasha thought, she knew it. It was obvious; she would risk her life for Bruce. She felt happier whenever he was around. One of his smiles and the world would be right again, that was all it took a smile from him. It fucking scared the shit out of her.

They watched a movie. Some of them were in the furniture, others were in the rug and in the case of the couple soon to be wed in the couch cuddling and giggling like teenagers. They settled for Die Hard, courtesy of Happy. By 11:00 PM everyone was back in their apartments.