Okay, this is a very long, very smutty chapter, so you have been warned...
See you next week!
'I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap'
- William Shakespeare, Henry VI part 3 – Act 3, Scene 2
Tony raced into the Keep at break-neck speed. He bolted into the living room and looked around. "Pep!"
She isn't here.
He ran into the kitchen and looked around. Magdalene scowled at him and raised her rolling pin in a threatening manner. He beat a hasty retreat and ran up the stairs.
He bounded into Pepper's room and grinned widely. For sitting serenely on the bed, a pile of clothes in front of her, was the lady herself, head bent over something white in her hands.
She did not look at him but just asked absently, "What is it, Tony?"
"Pep!" He quickly stepped closer to her and waved his diagram at her. "Pep! Take a look at this!"
Much to his aggravation, Pepper still did not look at him. Tony saw she was busy moving a needle, over what seemed like a shirt of his.
She muttered, "Tony, how do you manage to wear out your cuffs so quickly and so effectively? They are practically powder on your shirts."
He knew she wasn't going to pay any attention to him until Pepper finished with the shirt. So Tony sighed loudly and plopped down hard on her bed, making the clothes bounce on the mattress.
He absently moved his hands over her neatly tucked-in bed spread and looked at Pepper. She was still engrossed with his shirt and he sighed again. Then he rolled around from one side to the other, enjoying the softness of the bed.
"Tony...", he heard Pepper say sternly and he turned towards her with hope. Which quickly died when she glared at him. "Stop shaking the bed." she enunciated clearly and he nodded, chastised.
So Tony sat up and crossed his legs. What to do, what to do, while I wait...hmmmm
He whistled softly as he watched Pepper stitch his collar up. How did she finish the cuffs so quickly?
He decided to admire the woman in front of him.
Look at her delicate but cute nose. She wrinkles it if I kiss her there. And those charming pale freckles.
He grinned to himself.
Peppering her face. Hee, hee, that is why she is called Pepper. I wonder if she would like it if I called her Freckles instead. Let me try it out...
He said softly, "Hey Freck!"
Pepper did not even look up and Tony shook his head. Nah! Pepper suits her best. Then there's her endless blue eyes... they go well with her hair. The reddish gold and the deep azure blue. Beautiful porcelain coloring. Pepper's got such a noble face.
He rubbed his own beard with a grimace. Whereas I look like a ruffian. Huh. Anyways, back to Pepper. Pointed and regal profile with a noble forehead. She really looks like a queen. So dignified, so majestic.
Then Tony lowered his gaze and took a deep breath.
Now for those sinful lips... curved lush soft pink pillows on her face. So warm and soft. The bottom lip is slightly bigger than the top, which makes her even more desirable. I think they are my favorite part of Pepper's face... wait... that sounds dirty! But she can't hear me, so it is okay.
Pepper moistened her lips as she lifted the collar to the light, tightening the stitch. Sorry Pepper's lips, I forgot that my truly favorite part is that agile, pink devilish tongue. I love it when she uses it against my ear. I love it when she delicately licks her lips with it. And when she nibbles on her bottom lip. She pulls that soft part of her into her beautiful mouth and her little teeth nibble on it... I want to nibble on it so badly... So soft and that little sound she makes in her throat, when I do that... Lips or tongue... wait, why choose, its a heavenly mouth! A mouth built for kissing and being kissed and nibbled on. All part of an intoxicating woman. She tastes like sweet, sweet-
"Tony... Tony..."
He stopped thinking and focused. Pepper was looking straight at him, her lips quirked in a half smile, eyes laughing at him. "Tony," she asked gently, "are you alright?"
No... because my pants are slightly tight now...
Tony cleared his throat and said out loud, "I must have dozed off there. Sorry, you were saying..."
Pepper smiled widely now. "You dozed off with your eyes wide open, staring at my lips? Really?"
He put on his most nonchalant expression and said, "Yes? I did... I do that sometimes."
She smiled at him and he cleared his throat. "So Pep, what can I do for you?"
Pepper said softly, "You came to me, remember? You wanted me to take a look at something..."
Tony smacked himself and she giggled.
"Of course! I forgot! Take a look at this!" He unfolded his parchment and handed it to her.
Pepper studied the paper curiously. "This is a..." she hesitated, "nice pattern for a window?"
Tony's jaw dropped. "Window! No Pep! This is a pattern for my new Arc!"
She looked confused.
"Remember once we were training and I told you I want to design a lattice of light, so that I could block out harmful magic like the Bloodstone..." he quirked his eyebrows at her because he always ran his ideas by Pepper, before doing them, so he was a little shocked that she didn't remember.
For some reason, Pepper flushed and murmured, "Of course, Tony, so explain this to me, how will this work."
"Well," he moved closer to her on his knees and opened the parchment. "You see, wait, let me wake up the Dragon as well. I want it to hear this. Dragon!" he bellowed and Pepper giggled again.
The Dragon huffed loudly. Yes Anthony, there is no need to shout, I am old but not deaf. What is it?
"I was just going to explain my lattice of light idea."
Go ahead then.
Tony said excitedly, "Blocking out light is easy because one just needs to use a mirror that deflects that energy outwards. But I realized that blocking out magic would be more complicated because magic is not of a finite physical composition. So I needed to think magically. The Bloodstone gives out rays of malice and evil. So I need something that does the opposite, magically. And then I wondered, what gives out rays of goodness or hope? I mean, do we-"
The Dragon sighed loudly and huffed out, Anthony, please get to the end of this explanation, I beg you. I am too impatient for your monologue.
Pepper hid her smirk behind her hand.
Tony grumbled, "Pepper is willing to listen to me."
Virginia is much too polite for her own good. And love is truly blind and apparently deaf too, at times.
Pepper giggled and Tony huffed. "Alright, I shall get to the point. The Dagger of Aramiah destroyed the Bloodstone with a single blow. How? Because it is a divine blade from the stars? No! It has been sheathed in a rock from the stars! So its silver is imbibed with magical properties. Well! What if my Arc was made of such silver!"
Pepper tilted her head curiously and the Dragon said, Merely a silver ring would do nothing.
"That's where the lattice comes in. A lattice of such silver, keeping out harmful rays! Hence this pattern!" He stabbed the diagram. "I drew it myself."
"And..." he beamed at them both, "When I received the Dagger of Aramiah as a gift, I also got the rock from the stars! So I polished a bar of silver with the rock for a week and I am going to make a new Arc from it!"
Pepper looked at him, wide-eyed with awe. "Tony, that is impressive! You seem to have thought of everything!"
The Dragon hissed slowly. In theory, your new Arc should work, Anthony. Good thinking... The pity is we will not be able to test it unless you come in contact with another evil object like the Bloodstone.
Tony was slightly deflated at realizing the Dragon's point was right on point. Pepper ruffled his hair.
"Tony... I'm sure your Arc will work. Don't fret so."
He grinned at her and said, "I have another thing I want to discuss.. with you, Pep. I feel you need to have a suit of armor for facing Stane."
Pepper looked at him sideways and said primly, "Thank you, but no thank you, my lord. I am content as I am."
"Pep..." Tony said gently, "you can't wear just leather and expect to be protected. You saw the Black Knight. Dodging his blows and taking no hits, you were still bruised and scratched. You need to be better protected at chest level."
"Tony, I was wearing your chest plate and the bruises were from me, landing hard on the ground in it."
"It was loose for you. You should have worn padding. Did you see the scratches on your legs? From not wearing leg guards, while facing that poo ball!"
Pepper laughed hard at that, nearly falling off the edge of the bed. "Tony! It wasn't a poo ball! It was made of flesh and bone... at least I think so..."
He shrugged. "Whatever... it hurt you... now a nice sturdy steel plate suit, like mine, will keep you safe and unscathed."
"Tony...", Pepper sighed with exasperation. "It is difficult for me to carry such heavy armor and fight. I am not used to it like you."
"Besides...", she said firmly, "I prefer to roll and circle my opponents with speed. I cannot match them with strength, so I must best them in agility. And your armor makes me as agile as a steel drum!"
The Dragon snorted but Tony felt a little hurt by Pepper's statement. "Do you think I look like a steel drum in my suit? Or a tin can...", he whispered, remembering a few hurtful comments from some former opponents.
Pepper leaned across the bed on her side and propped her head on one hand. She invitingly patted the space next to her and Tony lay down as well, his face upside down but turned towards her.
She patted his head with her other hand and whispered, "Tony Stark, you look absolutely magnificent in your armor." She lowered herself down and moved closer to him.
"I still remember the first time I saw you in your armor. Do you remember?"
He racked his brains. "When you rescued me from the snowstorm?"
"No...", Pepper smiled gently and stroked his hair. "You came to rescue me from the slavers..."
Tony nodded, remembering.
"I was tied up and sick with fear. Then I heard your war cry. And I remember seeing a beacon of blue light shining in the darkness, giving me hope, that someone had come to help me. And then, my lord..." she leaned closer and kissed his nose. "Then you rode down the hill, clad entirely in blackish blue steel, so mighty, so powerful."
She sighed girlishly and whispered against his forehead. "My own Sir George, come to save me..."
He smirked and she softly pressed her lips to his. "I shall never forget that memory of you, Tony... you magnificent man... in your suit of black steel."
She kissed him slow and tenderly and Tony sighed against her soft lips, moving over his with love.
The angle of the heads made the kiss unusual but no less passionate as Pepper used her bottom lip to nibble on his top lip. Then she left his lips to nibble on his beard and he groaned loudly.
Tony was going to reach for her, when they both heard a loud smoky cough.
I hate to interrupt the two of you canoodling...
Pepper flushed and Tony muttered, "Liar."
But, the Dragon continued firmly, I must agree with Virginia on the question of a suit.
Tony sat up, ready to argue, spurred on by Pepper sticking her tongue out at him in triumph.
A suit will simply weigh her down and hinder her ability to be nimble and quick. As she rightly stated. Also, Anthony, there is not enough time to train Virginia, to fight bearing such a dead weight.
"But Dragon!" Tony protested. "There is no telling what Stane will throw at us! She can't just face them in simple leather armor!"
Pepper sat up and leaned against him. "So concerned for my safety..." she whispered tenderly against his ear. "Thank you, my lord." She softly kissed his cheek and burrowed herself into him, laying her head in the crook of his neck.
He hugged her and whispered back in worry, "Of course I am concerned, Pep! I do not want anything to happen to you!"
There is no need to whisper, both of you, I agree with that concern as well... said the Dragon chidingly. While I disagree for a suit ... Anthony, it hissed slowly, don't you have some Mithril left with you...
"Yes, Dragon and a decent amount."
Then my boy... you do not need a suit! There is more to armor than just suits. Surely you can build something protective for Virginia, out of Mithril by coming up with your own design?
Then Tony gasped as it came to him. "I do have an idea! And the Mithril will keep it light!"
Pepper furrowed her brow at him and he said softly, "Pep, your gauntlets are made of Mithril, do they hinder you?"
She shook her head and said, "Alright Tony. I am sure you will make something right for me. After all..." she beamed at him, "the gauntlets are perfect and so light on my hands."
He smiled back. "Then it is settled!"
The Dragon puffed out smoke and whispered, And now, since I am not needed anymore, I shall return to my slumber and you two can continue canoodling. It left on a loud laugh.
Tony grinned widely at Pepper. She leaned forward and he closed his eyes, expecting her lips on his, instead she kissed his nose and then nothing.
He opened his eyes to find her sitting back at the edge of the bed, the same shirt in her lap and she bent over it with a needle.
He opened his mouth and Pepper gave him a cool look. "My lord, I need to darn your shirts. Please behave."
Of course he took that as a challenge.
Tony scooted over on his knees to the pile of clothes in front of Pepper. He picked up the first item, one of his vests. He noticed Pepper sneaking a glance at him and so he lifted the vest to the light.
"What is so wrong with this vest, that it needs darning?"
Pepper put down her needle and thread and looked at him as if he was crazy. Tony kept his expression cool and nonchalant but inside, he was grinning.
"Tony, the material is stretched thin across the chest! And look at the holes in the armpit area! And its hemming!"
He said calmly, "So it is basically in ruins right?"
Pepper nodded incredulously.
"Well then, there's only one thing to do." He calmly rolled it into a ball and tossed it out of the open window.
Pepper gasped angrily. "Tony Stark! That was a good vest! Why did you-"
He picked up another vest and inspected it, equally critically. "Gone as well. Hemming, sleeves, material, humph! Not good enough for me!"
He threw this vest out as well. Pepper glared at him and he picked up a white shirt.
Tony looked it over with confusion. "What's wrong with this shirt? It looks perfectly fine to me."
She huffed loudly. "The cuffs are horribly frayed, the collar needs darning, a button is missing."
Tony took one more look and quickly pulled the shirt on him. Pepper glared and he looked down at his cuffs. "It seems perfectly fine to me. No work needed. You are being very picky, young lady. Next shirt please."
He took another shirt by the sleeve only, to find Pepper tugging on the other sleeve. "Tony Stark, let go of the shirt and let me darn it in peace!" she growled at him.
He tugged on the shirt mulishly. "It does not need darning!"
"Yes, it does!" she tugged it towards her.
"No, it doesn't!" he countered with a hard tug.
"It does!" "It doesn't!" They both tugged and the shirt tore loudly in the middle, down the collar. Tony let go of his sleeve quickly as Pepper gasped in outrage.
"Okay, now it needs mending. That's on you." He said, shoving the shirt back at her.
Then Tony got a face full of shirt as with a loud cry, Pepper started balling up shirts and throwing them at him. "Tony Stark! You! You meddling, distracting ninny!"
He dodged her throws and then nearly fell off the bed as Pepper threw a large pillow at him, hitting him in the chest.
Tony huffed loudly with shock and then picked up the pillow and threw it back at her. She tried to dodge it but the pillow nudged her and Pepper fell off the edge of the bed, needle and darning kit flying off with her.
Tony sat up on the soft bed, his hands over his mouth in horror.
"Pepper!" he shouted, scrambling to the edge of the bed, on his knees. "Pepper, I am sorry, I didn't mean-"
The sneaky woman leapt up at him and once again, boffed him hard in the face with the pillow. "Take that, you fiend!" Pepper cried at him.
He fell back into the bed, clutching his face and Pepper bounced onto the bed after him, smacking him soundly with the pillow, across his arms, chest and legs, in fact any part of him she could smack.
Tony tried to protect himself by covering his torso and head with his arms. He finally yelled, "I yield, Woman! I yield!"
She let up smacking him for just a moment and he took advantage of that, to sit up quickly and grab her by the waist and toss her onto the bed.
He rolled halfway onto her and Tony tickled her ribs, angling himself across her body to keep her in place.
Pepper shrieked with laughter. "Tony! Please! Stop!" She wheezed out as he moved his fingers over her ribs and her stomach quickly.
She was red in the face and Tony decided to stop before she choked. So he raised both her hands above her head and lowered himself slowly over her body, moving his legs between hers.
His face was close to hers, torso pressed to her soft chest and his hips aligned with hers.
"Do you yield, sweet darning fairy?" He whispered against her cheek.
"If I am a fairy... what are you, a devil?" Pepper whispered.
He rubbed his beard against her neck and she sighed and arched against him. Suddenly the mood turned sensual as Tony kissed her ear and then the corner of her mouth. He took her bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled on it slowly, making Pepper groan.
"Do you yield?" He asked again. "Sweet fairy, do you yield to the Devil?"
"With all my heart...", she whispered on a gasp as he rubbed his chest against hers, "I yield, my lord."
"Since you yield so nicely..." Tony smiled and let her arms go. He was going to raise himself up, when Pepper wrapped her arms around him, holding him to her.
Tony swallowed hard as her sapphire eyes darkened in a very familiar manner. Pepper whispered sultrily, "I am your captive. Now teach me sin, you sexy Devil."
She moistened her lips with her little tongue and he watched the movement, feeling it in his stomach.
"It is broad daylight, Pepper..."
"All the better to see with, my lord."
"We haven't had lunch. Aren't you hungry?"
"I am, my lord but not for food. I am hungry for you..." The siren beneath him, wriggled her hips slowly and he groaned at the sensation.
Tony stared at her in shock. "Pepper! Maggie can hear us! She's in the kitchen and this door is open!"
Pepper rolled her eyes at him derisively. "Tony, you and me make love, nearly every night in this room. Are you telling me Maggie hasn't heard us once?"
He flushed at that because he had gotten some weird looks from Maggie on some days. So it was very obvious she had heard them, especially since he had picked up Pepper's habit of groaning loudly, when he was carried away by passion.
"Besides..." she leaned up and whispered, making sure her tongue touched his ear, "Besides, once she hears the way you make me groan as you thrust your virile self into me... Maggie is smart enough to leave us alone. I want you, Tony Stark. I want your hard, firm body against mine, your soft lips on my skin and your erect cock in my hands, throbbing against my fingers."
Tony urrped softly, her words making said cock twitch with need. "Pepper, I really wish you had not learned how to talk dirty."
Pepper said slowly, "I have an idea for what we should do, Tony, but..." she lowered her gaze and blushed charmingly, "but I do not know if you will..."
Tony was extremely intrigued. He gently nibbled on her delicate ear lobe, knowing it was Pepper's sensitive spot.
She exhaled hard and trembled beautifully in his arms. He whispered against her cheek, "Tell me, fairy... don't be shy."
She said haltingly, "You have a book ... a foreign book, filled with..." she paused and bit her lip.
Tony knew perfectly well, which book she was talking about but wanted to hear it from Pepper's lips. "Go on, my love..." To encourage her, he bit her neck gently.
Pepper shuddered again, closed her eyes and blurted out, "The book is filled with pictures of people making love in very intense positions! I think we should pick one and try it out!"
Tony felt his cock twitch hard in agreement. He blew on Pepper's ear softly. "Really... you want to try out one of the passionate positions..."
Pepper opened her eyes and smiled slowly. "Yes, my lord... please..."
"Have you decided on a position?"
"No, I wanted us to look at the book together and decide."
He kissed her nose. "Fantastic idea. I shall get the book right now and we can start."
Tony once again raised himself, only for Pepper to rise with him.
She whispered, "I have it in my desk."
Now he was frankly shocked and it must have shown because Pepper said with a smile, "I bring it up to my room from time to time. I like to..." she flushed again and Tony lay back down, making her lie back down with him.
She giggled and he waggled his eyebrows at her.
"Pep... what do you do with the book?"
"I like to read it. Look at the positions." Pepper bit her lip and whispered, "Imagine you and me in those positions."
Tony was aroused and shocked by her words at the same time. He whispered in awe, "What never fails to astound me, Pepper Potts, is the way you are so perfectly prim and regal..." he leaned closer to her, "And so sensually wicked at the same time."
He kissed her hard, capturing her moan. "I am fascinated by your contrast of fire and ice. You enflame my passion, like no other, my lady..."
She smiled against his mouth and whispered, "Let's start reading, my lord."
They got off the bed and Pepper moved towards her cupboard. Tony grinned as he saw her pull out the large, brown book and lift it.
She grinned back at him and said, "So where do you want to sit?"
He pushed her giant armchair into position, before the fireplace and gestured at it, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. Pepper rolled her eyes and said, "Alright Tony..."
He sat down in the armchair and she looked at him, eyebrows raised. "Don't you think you are a little overdressed? Especially for reading a book such as this."
Tony stood quickly and took off his pants but kept his braies on. He shut the door and turned around to see Pepper undo her dress and stand there in her simple linen chemise.
He sat down in the chair and Pepper sat on his lap, snuggling backwards against him. He groaned inwardly because her soft bottom was pressed against his groin and he wasn't sure how long he could withstand such torture. She opened the book on her knee and he rested his head on her shoulder, an arm around her waist as they both looked at the first page.
"Right, so this page...", Pepper said thoughtfully, "is all about the various terms and stuff."
"Boring, next page!"
"Tony..." she said chidingly, "We must do this right. Now here's a position. The Capricorn."
They both looked at the man and woman intimately twisted into each other and laughed. He said gently, "Sorry, Pep, I am not that acrobatic."
"Neither am I, Tony, okay next one. Ooh... the Gemini."
He smiled as he remembered their passionate morning of a few days ago. Pepper said softly, "We used this position that day."
She leaned back against him and whispered lovingly, "It was amazing, you were so deep inside me, Tony, and the way you looked at me as we moved..." she sighed softly and Tony felt his cock twitch.
Down boy! Pepper wants to read and we need to let her chose a position before we get frisky!
"Oh Tony, look at this one!" He focused on Pepper. She whispered in awe, "The woman is on all fours and the man... he's thrusting within her from behind."
Tony snorted. "That's the oldest position ever."
Pepper gasped. "Ooh look here, she's upside down and he's thrusting into her! How is that possible!"
He was finding it very difficult to concentrate because Pepper's body was pressed to his intimately, her lily fragrance driving him to distraction. He began to nibble on her ear, gently pulling on the soft lobe.
He felt Pepper shudder but she turned another page.
Tony smiled to himself. Let me see if I can distract my eager scholar from her study.
Pepper once again gasped in wonder, at yet another exotic position, twisting her head from side to side, trying to understand what was drawn on the page in front of her. "Tony, this one is called the Spider! It looks difficult! He's on his palms, she's on her palms and they move together to meet in the middle?"
He traced the outline of her ear with his tongue slowly. She took a deep breath but kept on reading. So he moved his arms upwards to cup her breasts in them.
She gasped and laid her head back against his shoulder, exposing her neck to him. He gently bit it as his hands played with her nipples, pinching them and teasing them with his fingers, through the chemise.
Tony moved his mouth to her shoulder, kissing her collar bone as Pepper began to writhe in his arms. His thumbs flicked across her nipples in tandem, the erect buds pushing against them. He bit her shoulder lightly and she trembled violently as his hands tightened on her breasts.
"Tony..." she moaned out. "We are supposed to be reading!"
He rubbed his beard against her neck and she cried out, nearly dropping the book. Tony leaned forward and caught it just in time.
Pepper said chidingly, "Tony, you can't..." then she gasped because he squeezed her breast hard.
"Pep..." he said throatily as she arched back against him with a loud moan. "I have to touch you... when you are in my arms, I want to touch you... like this..." he suited action to word and pinched one nipple lightly as he nibbled on her neck.
"Besides..." He lifted his head.
Pepper was looking at him sideways, skin flushed, her eyes slightly dazed.
"Besides," Tony said gently, kissing her softly, "I have a few suggestions."
"Do tell, Tony." she murmured against his lips and he let go of her breast, to reach from behind and turn a page.
"How we start with this..." he pointed at a acrobatic position.
Pepper made a silent 'O' with her mouth and whispered, "The Pisces... what's next?"
Then he flipped the pages rapidly, trying to find the right position for them, nothing too acrobatic or difficult or weird for Pepper.
"Aha!" Tony said in triumph, "this and this!", he jabbed his fingers at two adjoining positions.
Pepper gasped loudly. "Two? The Leopard and the..." she gasped again, "the Cat! Are you saying we change position mid-way?"
He chuckled, burrowing his face in her soft hair. "What's the matter, curious fairy? If I recall, you are the one who wanted the Devil to teach you sin."
Then Tony was the one who was surprised because Pepper quickly got off his lap and unbuttoned the chemise, shoving it off her body. She held out her hands to him and said wickedly, her blue eyes gleaming, "Come, my devil lord, I am most anxious to be debauched!"
He let her pull him up and she lay down on the bed. Tony placed the book on the edge of the bed and turned it to the page with the Pisces position. He pulled his braies off and knelt on the bed.
Pepper was on her back, so he moved towards her on his knees and sat back on his haunches. Facing her, Tony lifted her legs up and pulled her back and hips onto his kneeling lap. He pushed her raised legs towards her head, pointing away from his face and spread them slightly, giving him a clear view of her womanhood in all its glory.
"Pep, place your hands on your knees, keeping your legs still." he whispered. She obeyed him and he moved his hands to her thighs, holding her to him.
Then Tony grinned and lowered his head, blowing a soft stream of air over her reddish-gold curls. Pepper shuddered and then began to tremble as he lazily lapped at her exposed core with his tongue.
He slowly licked the length of her with multiple strokes and then lingered on her clit, flicking it with his tongue. He flicked it once, twice and then pushed at it with the tip of his tongue, eliciting a long moan from Pepper. She writhed and he held fast to her, whispering against her skin.
"Calm down, Pep, I am just getting started."
"Tony..." she said dazedly, "your tongue..."
"You want more..." he murmured, "Whatever my lady commands."
Tony began to lick Pepper out with earnest, torturing her clit with hard rough strokes and then soft nudging ones. He could feel the little bud swell under his tongue as he kept touching it. He nibbled on her nether lips softly and then moved upwards to pull on her curls and kiss her mound.
He could feel Pepper holding herself under control, her body quivering and she was oddly silent. Tony decided to make her squeal, so he gently moved his fingers around the satiny smooth thighs he was holding.
He was holding her legs slightly apart and then he suddenly pushed them close, in time for his tongue to push against her clit.
Pepper let herself go then and he lapped at her musky release, feeling her quake with the force of her orgasm. She was crying out his name and Tony held her through it, kissing the back of her thighs to try and soothe her.
She relaxed, taking deep breaths and he lowered her legs, moving between them.
Pepper raised her hand and Tony closed his eyes as she gently caressed his cock, pulling it softly between her fingers. He leaned forward to give her better access and she cupped his balls.
He held himself still, taking deep breaths as Pepper touched him intimately. When he could take it no more, Tony urged Pepper to rise.
Tony sat back on his hips, legs folded beneath him. Then he helped Pepper move such that she was on her knees and hands before him. Finally he shuffled forward on his butt until he was right underneath her, between her spread legs.
He held his cock upright and rolled his sheath onto it. Then Tony slowly raised his hips up, rubbing himself against the curve of her soft butt. They both groaned as his hard cock rubbed itself against her smooth soft skin.
Tony gritted his teeth at the sensation and then gently moved his fingers over Pepper's core, stroking it slowly. She clenched herself around his fingers and whispered in confusion, "Tony..."
He smiled and withdrew his fingers. Then he pulled her backwards onto his lap, thrusting his cock into her in one quick motion. Pepper gasped at that and he placed one hand on her butt, guiding her as he began to move within her.
This position let him surge within her deeply and he thrust into her, moving her hips in tandem with his thrusts. Pepper was holding herself upright on her palms, shuddering with his forceful thrusts and whispering his name.
Tony was so close to release but he wanted to show Pepper how a different position made things more intense. So just when he felt her clench around him, he withdrew.
She gasped with annoyance and glared back at him. Tony grinned and said tightly, "Get on your back, sweetheart, quickly!"
Pepper rolled onto her back. Tony crouched back on his heels and spread her legs widely. "Now prop yourself on your elbows and raise your chest."
The minute she moved into the position, he moved himself over her body, fitting himself over her curvaceous form. Tony lay his head in her neck, his chest against hers and using his hands, palm down on the bed, he held himself over her and then sheathed himself within her womanhood, between her spread legs.
She was so tight and moist, the friction between their bodies so deliciously arousing, that he clenched his fists to control his urges to pound into her senselessly.
Tony rubbed his chest against her soft breasts with their erect tips, making Pepper cry out. He began to move within her, making sure to rub every part of him against her satiny soft body.
Pepper was nibbling on her bottom lip, eyes wide and drunk with passion. He kissed her nose lightly and then kissed her hard as he kept thrusting within her.
"Fairy," he whispered against her lips as he moved within her, her body rocking with his, "I love you, I will never experience this joy with another. I am yours, Pepper, until the grave and beyond..."
Pepper clenched herself around him and he let go of his control, spilling himself within her. His release racked through his body and he closed his eyes and roared her name as he collapsed onto her. Tony felt Pepper shudder with her own release and he blindly nibbled on her neck, trying to give her more pleasure.
Finally, when he could feel his legs again, they both lay there spent with passion, a fine sheen of sweat coating them both, Tony lying on top of her, head burrowed into her soft neck.
He raised himself, remembering he was heavier than her, only for Pepper to pull him back down. She clasped her arms around him, holding him tight to her and sighed contentedly.
Tony chuckled and whispered against her ear, "So did you like my choice of positions?"
She bit her lip and whispered back, "I did, my lord, but next time, we are trying the Wheelbarrow!"
He laughed loudly and Pepper asked coquettishly, "Might I please read in peace now, my lord, now that you have shown me delicious sin?"
Tony narrowed his eyes at her and then said, "Only if you let me rest my tired head on your lap."
Pepper's eyes lit up at that and she cupped his cheek. "Of course, my lord."
They both got up then and after quickly freshening themselves up and putting on some of their clothes, Pepper sat back down on the bed, with her book.
Tony lay down, his head in her lap. He smiled at the softness of her thigh and her stomach under his head and her fragrance in his nostrils. She bent and stroked his brow and he burrowed himself even deeper into her, closing his eyes.
"Comfortable, my lord?" He heard Pepper ask softly.
"I swear, Pepper, you are most sinfully soft and fragrant pillow ever...", he murmured as her fingers stroked his hair now, patting it into place. "Keep doing that please, your fingers feel wonderful."
She continued to do so, humming gently and Tony was falling asleep, when he heard a low familiar chirrup and then a growl. Pepper giggled and he opened one eye to stare into a pair of inquisitive amber eyes on a whiskery, furry feline face, very close to his.
Tigliath tilted his head and was looking at him curiously, chirruping softly. Pepper said on a giggle. "Tony, I am afraid you are in Tigliath's spot. He loves to lie down in my lap, when I am darning or reading."
Tigliath nuzzled Tony's face. He raised himself slightly and said slowly, "Tigliath, bugger off. Today, this is my spot."
The big cat yowled noisily at him and he repeated himself sternly. Pepper stopped petting him and instead, began to pet Tigliath's head.
Tony stared at her in outrage as the big cat began to purr in pleasure.
She was laughing silently, her shoulders shaking with mirth.
"Pepper!" He said in shock, "Why are you encouraging him?"
"I can't help it, Tony..." she let go of her book to pet Tony's head with her other hand. "You both are so soft... his fur and your tufty hair."
Tony was slightly appeased by her words and lay back down. Tigliath yawned at him, exposing his pink feline mouth with neat sharp teeth. Tony opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out at him.
"You have teeth, I have a tongue, what of it, cat?"
Pepper laughed loudly, startling both of them. "Tony, you are being absolutely ridiculous, come on, there is enough space on my lap, here... move a little."
He grumbled to himself as Pepper gently nudged him to her other thigh. Tigliath lay down, nuzzling his head on Pepper's thigh while Tony glared at him from the other.
Pepper bent and kissed his brow softly. "Go to sleep, my lord."
He gave Tigliath one last glare and closed his eyes, inhaling her sweet scent and burrowing into her. But he muttered one last threat.
"Tigliath, if you shove me out of Pepper's lap while I am sleeping, so help me god, the consequences shall be dire, I assure you."
Pepper giggled again and resumed stroking his hair, so Tony sighed and fell asleep in his lady's lap.
