I am sorry for the lack of updates. I was very busy with work.
This is an extra long chapter. And it is purely purely smut. If smut is not your thing, you can safely skip it as there is no plot advancement in here. Just a sexual situation.
Warning: Contains light bondage and sexual content.
Amor meus amplior quam verba est
"My love is more than words"
Tony was humming to himself in the peacefully serene workshop. Today he wasn't just content, he was quietly ecstatic.
Why shouldn't I be happy? The lady I have loved for so long, who has been with me through so much... has admitted she loves me. And I love her. Everything is right in the world.
He was happily working on a small set of gauntlets, an experiment of sorts. As he measured the piece of steel he would be using for the gauntlets, he thought about the magical night, two nights ago, that he and Pepper had shared in the East Wing.
Tony smiled as he hummed the romantic tune of the song, that Magdalene had sung that night.
The night we danced, the night Pepper told me she loved me...
He stood up, closed his eyes and stretched his arms to his sides, then he lightly spun around, feeling so light and happy.
Tony heard a low giggle and slowly opened his eyes. Then he smiled unabashedly because the lady whose thoughts had made him spin, was standing in the doorway, leaning on the door, smiling at him softly.
"You spin so prettily, my lord."
He batted his eyelashes at her and daintily curtsied. Pepper laughed out loud.
Then she ran up to him and he caught her in his arms and kissed her deeply, holding her tight. When he had kissed her to his satisfaction, he let her go, leaning his forehead against hers.
"Good evening, sweetheart." he said to her softly.
"Good evening, my lord..." she replied, smiling at him.
"Uh uh Pep..." he growled lightly at her, "That's not what you are supposed to call me, remember?" He bit her ear lightly and she sighed and moaned out "My love" breathlessly.
"Yes, sweetheart, that is much better, I love it when you moan..." he whispered tightly against her cheek. He was going to swing her into his arms and take her to his room, when Pepper put her hands on his chest and gently stepped back.
"Tony, there's something I wanted to ask you..." she bit her lip uncertainly.
He swallowed a loud protest. Good lord, I've spent two days apart from her and it just makes me want her more. I have to control this incessant need to jump her.
He schooled his face to adopt a blank expression and asked solicitously, "What is it, Pep? What do you want to ask me?"
Tony's curiosity was stoked because Pepper was being so cutely and charmingly nervous, like a new born foal taking its first steps. She pushed her hair back, even though it was tied neatly. She had also turned a light red and her eyes were looking at him hesitantly.
She wring her hands together and he caught them in his, rubbing her fingers with his thumbs. "What ever is the matter, sweetheart? Tell me!"
Pepper bit her lip tightly. "Tony, I want to ask you something ... something that is... well, you need to hear me out completely!" She burst out and he nodded, very curious.
She leaned back against his work bench and straightened her chin at him. "My lord... my love..." she amended quickly, "You and me, when we touch each other..."
He waggled his eyebrows at her and she swatted him lightly, with lips firmed.
"Tony... I love the way you touch me but I want to... I want to touch you too..."
He was confused and it must have showed because she said, "Oh I touch you but..." Pepper flushed again but determinedly went on, "then you touch me and I turn to mush! I can't think, all I do is just feel and feel and moan and ..."
Tony asked hesitantly, "And you do not like the effect that my touch has on you? Because it makes you lose control?"
"No! No!" She cupped his face lovingly and looked deep into his eyes. "Sweetheart," he flushed at the endearment being used on him, "Tony, I love your touch, I lust for your touch, my love..."
Then she seductively touched her tongue to his lips and slowly licked them. Tony gulped and she whispered slowly, "But Tony, I want to touch you... I want you to lie perfectly still while I explore you... I want to feel every part of you, my lord, and I want to know you..."
She slowly rubbed her lips across his and when he tried to take hers, she held them back, smiling. "See, you are a very passionate person and you give so much, you make me come apart in your arms... I want to know you, Tony... I want to own you..."
"Own me?!"
"Yes, my lord, I want to feel you and make you feel the way I do in your arms. I want to make you mine by staking my claim on every part of you. With my mouth, with my hands, with my..." she gently bit his bottom lip, "with my teeth. You are mine, Anthony Stark and I want to mark what is mine." She suited action to word by running her hands down his back and cupping his butt.
Tony was suddenly very aroused as his libido surged to maximum power, Pepper's words echoing in his head. She pulled him flush against her and grinned wickedly at him, in a way he had never seen before. "I think you would like being claimed, wouldn't you, Anthony? I can feel the passion race through you."
He swallowed and his libido who was in charge now, conferred with his brain, who was highly fascinated by this sensual side of Pepper.
His tongue felt too thick for his mouth as Pepper's gaze raked over his face possessively.
"I have a... I have a ... a..." he stammered out because she was now nibbling on his jaw, knowing it was his weak spot.
"You have an idea, lover?"
"Yes, Pepper, I ... I can't control myself... but you... you should tie me up and do with me as you wish." The words themselves made his cock throb but Pepper pulled back to look at him incredulously.
"Tony! How can I do that?! That's torture, oh god!"
She let him go completely and he quickly tried to reassure her.
"Sweetheart, it is a type of lovers game, I've played it before... it is not torture, it is a way for you to explore me without me taking charge. And you know and I know, if you touch me, I want to touch you back. If I am bound, I am really helpless..."
Pepper was looking at him worriedly but Tony could see he had captured her interest.
"So you don't mind being helpless?" She asked softly.
He swallowed, conflicted by the thought of being helpless and at the same time, aroused by the thought of Pepper touching him all over.
"No my love, I would trust you with everything and anything... I don't mind being helpless under you." And he meant it. Pepper needed to be confident with her sexuality and this was a way she could do so.
She tilted her head at him. "You don't think this is highly forward of me?"
Tony took her hand and caught it tightly. "No sweetheart, I don't want to you to fear my body or your sexuality, there's nothing wrong with wanting to learn more about each other's bodies. Especially since we love each other."
She bit her lip. "You mentioned you had been held prisoner by Stane... isn't this..." She couldn't complete her sentence but he hastened to reassure her.
He kissed her fingers slowly. "Pepper, I love that you care so much about me, that you remember these details, but do not worry, my sweet, what you and me do together, in love, is in no way related to that horrible time. You will not stir any unpleasant memories, be assured."
"So Tony, what are you suggesting I do?" Pepper asked nervously. Tony knew he had to answer such that she gained some confidence to go through with her own plan.
He placed her hand over his heart and drawled out slowly, "I want you, my lady, to stake your claim on me... I want to be claimed, I want to be yours completely..."
"Mine" she said firmly, her eyes gaining a look of possession mixed with love, "Tonight I am going to make you mine, Anthony Stark."
Tony brought his hands in front of his chest, holding his wrists together.
He said, "I am yours to do as you please, my lady." His body humming with excitement.
Pepper looked excited but she was trying to control it. She was thinking over what should be done and finally said musingly, "I need an empty table."
Tony started to empty a table and she went to lock the door, then she helped him out. When it was done, she said firmly, "Lie down on it, face up."
He raised an eye brow at her commanding tone and the command itself. She raised her eye brow back.
"Disobedience will cost you, Anthony."
Tony hid his smile and instead sighed loudly. He lay down on the table, grimacing slightly at the feel of the cold metal surface on his back. The table's length was equal to his height.
Pepper said mischievously, "Move your hands off the table."
He did so and she took a hand, and held it against the table's leg. He tried to see what she was doing, so she pinched him.
"Stop fidgeting, Anthony."
"What are you going to use?"
"Lace, Anthony, laces to be exact..."
She carefully entwined a lace around each of his arms and wrists, such that he was bound firmly to two front legs of the table.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable, Anthony?"
"Nope!" he grinned.
"Are you still fine with this?"
"I'm more than fine, I'm intrigued."
She suppressed a grin but he smirked at her anyways. Then she moved to his legs. She pushed his leg off the table and bound his ankle to the table leg. While she was doing it to the other leg, Tony suddenly realized what a vulnerable position he was in.
My hands and legs are bound to the legs of the table and I am stretched out in the middle, like a lunch table for Pepper to look at.
The position meant he had to stretch his chest and keep his core centered, making his abdomen and his hips taut.
With both my legs tied, I'm wide open in the middle.
His cock began to twitch in anticipation and he glanced down at it worriedly. Behave, we need to be patient.
Then Pepper stepped to him and began to open his shirt slowly, sliding the fastenings open. He felt himself harden slightly.
She removed all the fastenings and pushed the sides of his shirt off, such that his chest was completely bared to her. Then Pepper pulled his boots off.
Tony felt himself harden even more as he watched Pepper's eyes darken with pleasure. They were moving slowly over his taut bared chest and his hips, studying him with arousal and fascination.
He wanted to fluster her, so he looked at her from under his lashes in a sensual manner. "Does the lady like what she sees?"
To his pleased astonishment, she didn't flush but instead looked at him straight, a half smile on her lips and said in a very sultry voice, "She does indeed. It pleases her immensely. All this bare skin with firm muscles underneath. What's not to be pleased about?"
"Pepper..." he whispered "What are you going to do to me?"
"Wouldn't you like to know, Tony..." and she laughed at his shock.
Then she stepped closer and kissed him deeply on the lips.
He moaned and moved against the laces to grab her but she stopped kissing him and said, "If you break free I ... please don't..." she said softly. "Please let me touch you." She stoked his beard, looking at him appealingly and he nodded.
"I won't struggle."
"Oh! I never said don't struggle. I said don't break free. You can struggle all you want. I like seeing you wriggling helplessly, Anthony..."
Her slow drawl stunned him momentarily. Whatever he was going to say, got stuck in his throat because Pepper placed her right hand on his pectoral and stroked him. He bit his lip as she continued to pet him, moving to the other side of his chest, feeling him intimately.
God! Her small warm hand feels so goood. . No groaning, Tony, control yourself!
She traced the arc with one finger slowly, then she felt the circle properly with all fingers, eyes wide in her face.
Her innocent caresses were driving him wild. He tried to control his breathing as Pepper curiously touched the scar tissue around his arc and finally placed both hands above the arc lightly. She looked at him.
"Tony, are you alright?"
He could only nod, swallowing hard.
"You seem to be in pain."
"Nope just ... just keep doing what you are doing."
She smiled at him, a dimple in her cheek showing. Then he moaned loudly as Pepper touched his nipple and traced the hard whorl lightly. She pinched the nub curiously between her fingers as Tony bucked desperately into her touch.
"Tony," she said in a shocked voice but her other hand was doing the same to his other nipple, "what has gotten into you? I'm just touching you, that's all."
She knows the effect she's having on me! The little minx!
He moaned in earnest as she kept touching the sensitive nubs, stroking and pulling lightly. His cock strained against his trousers.
He stared at Pepper in wonder as she moved her hand lower. "From where did you learn to do that?" He asked slowly.
"From you." She answered simply.
Then he moaned again as she began to feel his abdomen, tracing the muscles there slowly with one finger, then another and then her small palm. Pepper clearly was enjoying herself for she had the most mysterious half smile on her face as she stroked him sensually.
He raised his chest, pushing against her hands and tossed his head back hard against the table. She stopped touching him and placed both hands on his face. He opened his eyes just as she nibbled at his bottom lip. He tried to kiss her but she moved away smiling.
"I'm not done yet." Once again she stroked his abs, whispering softly, "I've thought about this often, you know... touching your chest, touching your stomach, feeling your firm flesh on my fingertips, feeling you flex and bunch beneath my touch... It's everything that I imagined and so much more. So hard and warm and firm and ... Oh Tony... what a beautiful body you have..."
He croaked out, his voice failing him because his brain had turned to mush, "It is covered in scars and has a big fiery circle at the center."
"Tony, Tony, Tony..." she chided him, talking so slowly, he thought he was going dumb.
She pinched his nipple lightly, "Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder..."
Then, she lightly trailed her finger tip over his muscles, each one flexing to her touch, grinning at his tortured moan, she continued in a drawl, "and you, my lord, are a beautiful man with the chest of a pagan god."
"Now..." she moved to touch his arc softly, "if you look so good... how good do you taste?"
He raised his neck to watch Pepper lower her beautifully pink moist lips to his arc, kissing the puckered flesh gently.
Toby saw stars and light burn in front of him. She murmured against his arc slowly, her breath wafting over his heated flesh. "Look at the flame burn so blue, so alive... Tony..." she said kissing the arc reverently, "it is so beautiful."
Then he saw her move to his pectoral, extending her soft pink tongue and flicking his nipple gently. He closed his eyes, throwing his head back with force, sensation overcoming him at the moist sweet caress.
"Pepper!" he ground out..."Pepper you .. gawwwdd woman!"
She was kissing his flesh and doing wondrous things to his chest, with that wicked pink mouth of hers and all he could do was moan and buck against her.
"Pepper, please...please..."
"Please what?" she said, her voice muffled against his abdomen, she bit his flesh lightly, "please what Tony?"
He began to hum with pleasure while she kept nipping him, "Tell me Tony..." she licked at her bite, "Tell me what you want."
"Set me free..." he ground out. "God's teeth, Pepper... untie me."
She stopped nipping him and rested her chin on his abdomen, blowing softly on it. "You want me to untie you."
He nodded, looking at her, with hopefully some sense in his eyes.
"And what will you do if I untie you, Tony?"
He growled out, "Touch you."
She pretended to think and then said, "Naaahh".
As he goggled at her, she moved upwards to his neck and licked his collarbone. He tried to kiss her but she nuzzled him and kept licking.
"Pepper..." he muttered against her ear, squirming at her tongue on his skin. "You have to let me go."
She shifted suddenly and moved very close to his face. "My love, you touch me and it drives me wild. I turn into a quivering mass of nerves. So... today is my turn. I want to touch you and explore you and drive you crazy with passion. Today..." she placed a hand on his arc. "Today you are mine to ravish, Anthony Stark."
He gulped at the determined expression in her eyes.
"What are you going to do to me next?"
"Oh..." her eyes sparkled at him as she caressed his lips with her finger. "I've been saving the best for last."
His heart nearly stopped as Pepper moved away from his face, to stand right near the lower half of his body.
"Pepper!" he started growling in earnest, "Pepper, don't, don't..."
"Why not?" she countered, a ghost of a smile around her lips.
"Because I..." he closed his eyes tightly, "I cannot control myself if you touch me."
He felt her come close to his face. He opened his eyes to see her alluring blue ones smiling down at him.
"Pep, it's been a really long time for me..." he whispered. "I mean, I touch myself of course..." her eyes darkened with lust at that, "But your touch, your fingers... if you touch me... I can't... I will not be able to control my reaction."
She touched her forehead to his, pressing her lips to his cheek softly. He exhaled with relief and then she moved her lips to his ear and whispered sexily, "But that's just it my love, I don't want you to control yourself."
He tried to turn his face but she placed her hand on his neck and he held himself back, perversely curious to see what she was going to say.
She looked down at him, like Venus, Goddess of desire, eyebrow arched, lips sensually curved and eyes shining with desire.
"I have decided, I like having you like this, Anthony..." and he couldn't help but grin at the commanding note in her voice.
She touched his lips with her fingers and rubbed her knuckles against his jaw firmly, knowing it drove him mad when she did that. He growled at her but leaned into her hand.
"I like having you tied up all, your raw power and muscles bared for my perusal." She absently petted his arc. "I like feeling your strength surge and flow against my hand."
Then she pushed back his hair from his forehead and kissed him deeply, tongue dancing with his sensuously. When they parted lips, they were both breathing hard and she touched her mouth in wonder.
Then she recovered and said firmly, "What is left... what I am anxious to do, is feel you let go. You are always holding yourself back. Controlling your passion. Going off into the bushes to release yourself. Remaining awake all night, willing yourself to go to sleep in a very uncomfortable position. Yes Tony... of course I noticed!" she said firmly at his open mouth, "You have been controlling yourself for my sake, long enough."
She walked back, to stand right near his groin. All his blood flowed towards his nether regions in anticipation and he raised his head to look at her clearly.
"I want to push you to the brink and then watch you release your passion." And she gently cupped him through his trousers.
Tony gasped at the feel of her hand on him and he banged his head back hard against the table.
I did not know I could get even harder! Oh ...her hand ... it is so damn soft... Dear Lord.
He swallowed hard and gritted his teeth as his very traitorous flesh reacted almost painfully to Pepper's hand, pushing into her on its own. He made some sound and she looked at him, wide eyed and a little hesitant.
"I'm going to need some guidance here, Tony. I want to give you pleasure."
He growled out, "Pepper... believe me... you give me nothing but pleasure and ..." the words, a harsh rasp from his throat.
Then Tony moaned violently as she slowly moved her hand and his hips raised themselves of their own volition, to push his desperate cock against her questing hand.
He gritted his teeth at the sensation and saw Pepper looking at him raptly, as if she couldn't bear to tear her eyes away.
He signed inwardly at her passionate need to please him and decided to let Pepper do this.
She's learnt a lot and is anxious to try it out. Why should I deny her the chance? She's a very sensual woman and I'm lucky she wants me this way.
He remembered he was saying something before. "Oh yes... wait... I believe you should go with your instincts and do what you feel is best."
She looked at him nervously and he knew he had to give her control, complete control, to get rid of her hesitancy.
His body decided it had enough of the talking and he rubbed himself slowly against her still hand, biting back a groan at the feeling.
Why did I do that ?!
He exhaled and tried to sound casual.
"Pepper, I'm yours to command, I'm yours to ravish, I'm all yours, sweeting... in fact I am so completely under your power that... I will obey your every word. I will ..." he gulped here, Pepper's eyes were shining with excitement... "I will not let myself go until you...until you give me permission to do so."
She gasped. "Tony! Really?!" Her eyes sparkled like sapphires.
"Yes, you give the word and I have my release until then... I will control myself..."
Pepper moistened her lips seductively. Tony wriggled. What have I got myself into? I'm barely controlling myself as it is and now I have to hold on as Pepper touches me ! Why is my dick doing the thinking?
He tensed taut as a bowstring, as Pepper's nimble fingers untied his drawstrings. Then she pushed down his trousers slowly. His completely erect penis sprang into view, standing there proud and tall. Pepper gasped in wonder and Tony childishly felt very proud of himself.
She continued to pull down his trousers completely, such that his thighs were bared to her eyes. She left his trousers bunched around his knees.
God Lord! I'm completely exposed to Pepper! And I am not in the least bit ashamed. Just highly aroused.
Pepper absently rested one hand on Tony's knee. Then she slowly raked her eyes over Tony's lower half, starting from his knees and ending right at his penis.
Tony felt himself grow even harder under her wide eyed gaze, if indeed physically possible.
She moved her hand to his thigh and gently drew patterns on his skin. She was so quiet, that Tony was going to say something, then she moved forward and gently ran her fingers over his hip bones and the vee of skin above his cock. He closed his eyes tightly and flexed his hips blindly at her.
Then she trailed her hand lower through his hair down there, feeling him and then finally, finally, she touched his penis softly. It twitched in her fingers and she giggled.
Tony opened one eye and looked her askance. "Why are you amused, my lady?"
She shook her head and then it was Tony 's turn to gasp as she held it gently in both hands, wrapping her fingers around it. "It's so pretty."
Tony's brain was enjoying itself too much but he wanted to object to the language being used. "Pretty ! You are calling me pretty!"
She chuckled. "I'm just messing with you, Tony." She bit her lip and slowly felt his member, rolling it between her hands.
"It's so hard but alive and yet soft and warm." Her sweet words were torturing him as much as her soft sensual exploration.
He managed to growl out. "I've heard people use the term, wood wrapped in cloth."
She didn't take her eyes off her hands, but she absently said, "More like iron encased in velvet".
He groaned and jerked at her words. Her soft fingers were caressing his tip and feeling its slit.
"Pepper...Peppper... Pepper..."
"Does it feel good?"
He didn't reply and she tapped his thigh gently.
"Tony."
"Mmmmmmmm."
"Tony, does my touch feel good?"
"Sweetheart..." he moaned out, "Pepper... God if I could die right now, I would die the happiest man alive."
She looked at him curiously. Then she moved her hand lower and Tony's eyes rolled back in his head.
"Gaaaaawwwd, Pepper stop that!"
She was curiously examining his balls. Petting them, stroking them, cupping them in her palm... Tony knew he was saying something because he could feel his mouth moving but it sounded like gibberish to his ears and then her words penetrated the fog of desire in his mind.
"Tony..." Pepper said patiently. "Tony, do you want to come?"
He bucked at her and she giggled.
"Yes! Pepper! I want to come... I want to, I want to..."
"Well... you can't. Not yet. I'm not done yet."
I have created a monster...
Tony didn't even realize, he had said that out loud until he heard her giggling.
He growled at her, narrowing his eyes. "You are enjoying yourself, aren't you? You little minx."
She looked at him, a wide grin on her face. "Immensely, my lord."
She moved down his legs and Tony wriggled himself slightly, to keep his body under control. He exhaled with relief as her hands left his member, to wander to his thighs.
Then she seemed to have read his mind because she put one hand back on his cock, cupping it gently, while she trailed her fingers over his thigh.
He hummed loudly, trying to distract himself as Pepper began to feel the inner skin of his thighs with her soft fingers.
"Again, Tony, there's an interesting contrast here." She said casually, while Tony blew out air from his mouth. "Your thigh is so firm and muscular but... but the skin here..." he pushed his head back into the table and closed his eyes. "It is satiny smooth."
"Just like it is here." He opened his eyes wide at the feel of Pepper's lips on his hip bones. She kissed them both and then trailed her tongue along the veee of flesh in the middle.
Tony just closed his eyes and swallowed once, twice, thrice, just to calm himself from the intense sensation. He could hear his heart in his ears, thumping loudly.
"Tony, you did this to me and it felt wonderful..." she whispered against his skin. "I wanted to taste you here."
She lightly nipped his flesh with her teeth and he bucked and gasped and then practically shouted, "Pepper! I want to... I want to...!"
"What do you want, Anthony?" She had straightened and was running her palm along his thigh. She looked at him through her lowered lashes, her eyes sparkling at him with purpose.
"I want you to...to..." Now his tongue would not cooperate because her touch was too maddeningly soft and light at the same time.
"Say the word? Set you free?"
He nodded fervently. She pouted at him.
"But... wait Tony...what is this...?"
His cock was leaking with precum and Pepper was curiously touching the liquid. The she felt his slit again, sliding her fingers over it slowly and he closed his eyes and blew out of his mouth, trying to calm himself down.
She patted him lightly and he opened his eyes. Pepper was looking at him from under her lashes, biting her lip.
He swallowed hard at the look in her eyes. Dark blue with lust.
"Tony...you are... very aroused right now?"
He swallowed hard, trying to distract himself from the feel of her hand around his moist weeping member.
"Yes I am. Pepper." He growled out.
"But you won't let go, right, until I say so?" She asked sultrily, her thumb lightly stroking his cock absently.
He pushed his head back onto the table and pressed it there hard, trying to control himself.
"Yes, Pepper..." he whispered "I promised...I will come only when you tell me I can."
Even if it slowly kills me before that.
"Tony..." She said softly.
He raised his head to look at her. Pepper was looking at him lovingly, her blue eyes shimmering.
Then she said, "Tony, I don't want to torture you anymore. You can come."
"Pepper..." he growled out. "Let go of my dick. This is going to be messy."
She half smiled at him. And slowly cupped his balls, laughing at his moan. "You said I can command you right? That I am in charge?"
He nodded silently.
"Well, my Lord Stark, my command is... I want you to come in my hand."
One part of Tony's brain was screaming to let go, the other was very interested in the phrase Pepper used.
"Okay... from where did you learn that sentence?"
She blushed beautifully and he said grinning, "Pepper... come on ... tell me..."
"Magdalene mentioned it once ... in passing. Please, Tony..." she pleaded, eyes shining. "Please come in my hand."
He couldn't resist her then. "As my queen commands. You need to help me, sweet..."
"Anything.. tell me what to do."
"Ok ,moisten your hands." She coated her fingers with his precum.
"Now..." his voice quavered from the effort of controlling himself. "Now make a fist with your hand and... curl the fist around my base... Yes ... yes... just like that..." She did as he said and he started to breathe out of his mouth, blowing out air loudly.
"Now now.. pump my dick. Move your fist slowly, slowly, up its length and then back down, squeezing lightly. Lightly. But just enough pressure... keep repeating it, move up and move down..."
He closed his eyes as Pepper, sweet Pepper, obeyed him perfectly and began to jerk him off in earnest. He dimly realized he was moaning loudly as her hand moved up and down his cock, gently holding him.
Pepper whispered in awe, "Anthony, you feels so thick and warm... truly iron in velvet... so soft...".
The endless sensations were becoming too much for him to bear, so he closed his eyes. Blue fire began to burn and swirl behind his eyelids as Pepper's hand began to move quicker.
Tony started to mutter gibberish. She used her other hand to stroke his stomach and he whispered her name again and again, like a prayer.
He was so close, so damn close and then he felt Pepper's warm mouth on his stomach. His breath hitched and she gently bit his flesh. Then she licked it. Tony just let go and cried out her name as he released himself in her warm fingers.
He kept saying her name, the only anchor in the sea of sensation and release. Pepper was gently holding him through it. Then Tony lay still as he tried to calm himself.
She bent and untied his legs and then his hands. Pepper took each hand and began to massage his wrist tenderly, muttering about the redness to herself. He did not care at all, he just lay there, boneless and sleepily content.
When she moved to his leg and began to massage his ankle, Tony finally found the strength to sit up and stop her. She handed him a towel and as he wiped himself, he noticed Pepper was shyly looking away.
Tony stood up gingerly, hoping his legs would support him. He tugged his trousers off, from around his knees and went to the window to wash himself with his always handy jug of water. While he did so, he peeked backwards at Pepper.
He suppressed a grin when he saw she was avidly staring at his bare ass and quickly looked away when she saw him looking at her.
He finished washing up and came back to her, not bothering to put on his pants. Pepper was busy looking at the ceiling, a telltale redness around her cheeks and neck. Tony stepped up behind her and hugged her tightly, nuzzling her neck.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you... sweetheart, for giving me one of the best sexual experiences of my life..." he whispered against her soft ear.
He loved the way, she smiled smugly and then asked in wonder, "So Tony, you have not ever done this before? But you said... you've played this game before..."
He thought for a minute, searching through his memories and then said firmly, "I have played the tying game, by which I have tied women up and given them release but..." he bit her neck lightly and she trembled in his arms, "but no one has ever given me such intense pleasure as you have, sweeting. No one has ever tied me up... and made love to me..."
Pepper turned quickly in his arms and placed her hand over his heart. "You mean, I am the first to claim Lord Anthony Stark... as mine to ravish, mine to hold?"
Her blue eyes shining with love, her voice filled with pride, possession and confidence, made Tony feel like the happiest man on Earth. He touched his head to hers. "Yes, Lady Virginia, you have claimed me as yours... to have and to hold and ravish as you please... I am yours, entirely and everlasting..."
She whispered, "I love you, Tony."
"I love you too, Pepper..."
They kissed softly and Tony whispered to her, "Move back to the Keep. Please Pepper, I want you close to me..."
She nodded eagerly and he smiled. "Today! you are going to move back in today!"
"Tony! I need to pack, I need to tell Janice!"
"Come on, I will help you! We can do it all today!"
He stepped away and Pepper cleared her throat loudly. Tony looked back at her askance and she quirked her eyebrows at his hips.
"First, my love, you may want to put on some pants."
He grinned at her. "I forgot, I am only yours to admire..."
Pepper stepped towards him, looking straight into his eyes and wrapped one arm around him, placing her palm firmly on his bare ass. She cupped it firmly and Tony gasped at the touch.
She drawled sensually, "Yes, Lord Stark, only I get to see you like this and touch you..." she tightened her fingers and pulled him into her, "only I get to touch you like this."
She bit his bottom lip lightly. "Keep that in mind, Anthony... else I will have to tie you up again and remind you..."
Tony gaped at her in shock as Pepper threw her head back and laughed loudly.
It seemed the student of passion had indeed become the master.
Domme Pepper seems to be a very popular characterization in Pepperony fiction. While I've avoided the "leather, chains and whip" elements here, I've tried to show a gentler approach to the Master-Slave relationship dynamic.
