Pepper Potts. Famous Co-CEO and personal assistant to Tony Stark. Her multitasking skills are superb, and her ability to handle any business man, no matter what the issue or discussion, is beyond anyone's comprehension. And yet, she sat on the couch in her and Tony's New York penthouse, that was perched on top of Stark Tower, with her Blackberry in her hands, trying to think up of a plan.

She was answering e-mails regarding a few contracts that would support Stark Industries' green light cause, but she quickly switched to surfing the Internet when she suddenly remembered about her and Tony's special night.

They didn't really have a name for it since it was basically sex, so they agreed to call it their 'special night'.

She wasn't necessarily panicking. She just didn't have a well thought out idea for their night. They had sex on the couch, their bed, and in one of the R&D labs, which also counted for all floors of R&D, so she couldn't use those.

Just the thought of crossing off all floors made her breathe out a sigh of relief. She did not want to accidentally, or potentially, scar Bruce nine more times. Poor guy... She thought to herself. After what happened last time, Pepper had tried to apologize to Bruce, but he waved it off, saying that he understood the basic needs of human beings, but a part of her still felt the need to apologize, so she promised to warn him beforehand.

Pepper was about to delve deeper into the internet with the power of Google until JARVIS unexpectedly spoke up.

"Miss Potts, Mr. Stark has returned from his meeting with The Avengers. Would you like me to tell him to take a proper shower before presenting himself to you?" The AI asked politely.

She smirked his words; she was about to agree until an idea struck. "Where did Tony enter the tower?"

"Through the first floor of Research and Development. He hadn't anticipated the minor mishaps in the suit during his flight back. He wished to fix them immediately," The AI informed her.

Pepper hummed to himself and tapped on her Blackberry's screen in thought. She grinned devilishly before getting up from her spot on the couch. She smoothed her skirt and placed her phone on the table in front of her.

"How far along is he with the repairs?" she asked, walking towards the elevator.

"He's in the middle of taking off the suit, even as we speak."

She grinned up at the ceiling and walked into the elevator. "Stall him for me, will you, JARVIS? I need to talk to him about something." The private elevator door closed and headed down towards the first floor of R&D.

When the elevator doors opened, Pepper could hear Tony's voice, obviously pissed about something. A smile struck her lips because she knew exactly why he was angry, and she was looking forward to using it to her advantage. She pressed her access code into the user interface that was imprinted on the glass door and pushed it open.

Her bare feet padded towards the middle of the lab where she found Tony with his legs spread apart, as the lower half of his suit was still intact, and his gauntlet incased arms held above his head. The chest piece, shoulder pieces, and other arm pieces were off to the side, awaiting necessary repairs and whatnot. The mechanical arms and devices effectively held him in place, almost as if JARVIS knew exactly what she meant when she asked to 'stall him'.

"JARVIS, I am not playing around," he shouted at the ceiling. "Let me go and I promise I won't soak your RAM in gatorade!"

She tried her best not to laugh as he wiggled his arms and legs in attempt to get free. The suit whirred with his movements, but there was no avail. He was stuck. He saw Pepper out of the corner of his eye and he immediately waved her down.

"Pepper, thank god you're here." He breathed a sigh of relief. "JARVIS won't let go of me. He's told me before he doesn't swing that way, but a part of me says differently. We both know I'm in a committed relationship, so could you help me out here?"

Pepper smirked. She walked towards his bound form and circled around him, surveying every inch of this new view. He turned his head to look at her and furrowed his eyebrows. "Uh, Honey...?" He frowned. "I'm pretty sure I didn't break anything, but if you're angry at me—"

Pepper's hand smacking his butt cut him short. He gasped in surprise and tried to concentrate on something other than the image of him fucking her with his suit on. A boner with the crotch piece of the suit still on didn't sound comfortable.

"Whoa," he gasped. Pepper stopped in front of him and reached for the crotch plate. "Did I happen to do something good to deserve this?" He smirked.

"Tony," She spoke soothingly but with a warning tone, "what day is it today?"

"JARVIS?" he asked.

"It's Friday, June 7th," the AI responded.

"Friday." Tony grinned like an idiot. He furrowed his eyebrows, almost immediately. "Friday... Friday..." he kept saying to himself. "Did we have to be somewhere?"

Pepper narrowed her eyes at him with a sly smile and shook her head. "JARVIS, can this be take off separately?" She pointed at the suit's crotch.

"Indeed, Miss Potts."

She strolled towards him with a large devious smile. She rested her hand on his waist and massaged him through his under armor. She leaned in and kissed him affectionately on the neck as her fingers forcefully popped the crotch plate off, letting it fall to the ground with a loud clang.

In that moment, Tony finally got the hint. He breathed in sharply and gasped, "Oh god, it's Friday."

She grinned wildly as her hand circled his stomach, slowly drifting down towards the wonderful spot between his thighs. Tony closed his eyes and tried hard to suppress the naughty thoughts that were flooding his mind.

"Hnng," he hummed. "Pepper, you don't have to do this."

"Do what?" she asked seductively. "Fuck you while you wear the suit?" Her grin threw him off, as did her hand when she began to rub his flaccid cock through his under armor.

"Technically, it's half of the suit." He wiggled a bit to get more friction. "You can tell JARVIS to let me loose." He suggested.

Pepper narrowed her eyes and shook her head. "I don't think so."

"Let me go." He growled lowly. "So, I can fuck you hard against the wall."

She smirked, which only made him crazy, mad, and more horny. He lunged at her until he felt the restraints of the mechanical arms hold the rest of his suit in place. She stared up at him with her face mere inches from his. His eyes were full of anger, passion, and lust. All he wanted to do was hike up her skirt and fuck her senselessly.

As she kept her eyes on him, she rubbed his cock awake. When his breath hitched, she chuckled. It was like a game to her; an important game that she loved playing with him. Exactly how long could he last before he begs her to let him come? She outlined his shaft with her fingers and slowly rubbed up and down.

He suppressed a moan and closed his eyes shut. He tilted his head away, desperately trying hard not to give in to her touch. She rubbed the tip of her index finger on his mushroom tipped cock and then ran it down the shaft. He gasped sharply at the sudden sensation before forcefully sticking his crotch out and wiggling.

"Pepper..." He whimpered sweetly. His voice was husky and pleading; begging for release from the constricting thin fabric that imprisoned his throbbing and hard cock. She lowered her hand further down his shaft and made her way towards his balls. She lightly squeezed and massaged him down there, making sure to squeeze every single moan out of him.

He growled lowly and thrust his hips into the air, trying to get as much pleasure as he can. He threw his head back, hummed low moans, and whimpered. Before she left his balls, she squeezed them lightly, making sure to get one last squeak out of him. She ran her hand back up to the tip and noticed how moist the area was.

He was already leaking.

She pinched the fabric of the bottoms of his under armor and yanked them down, but since he was still in most of the lower half of the suit, she could only pull his pants down a certain point. The elastic band nestled under his balls, hoisting his balls and penis up, giving her a wonderful and pleasant view.

He drew in a sharp breath when the cool air surrounded his hard leaking cock, and began to whimper loudly as it bounced. He stared at her with pleading eyes and a small frown. "Pep..." he breathed, searching for more pleasure.

She bit her bottom lip when she felt the moist fluids between her legs begin to soak her panties. His whimpering, moaning, and growly got her hot, heavy, and ready. She wanted to hoist her skirt up, wrap her arm around his neck and fuck him until they both exploded in ecstasy, but a part of her still wanted to tease and play with him.

The color of Pepper's eyes were a hard solid color, full of determination and passion. When she set her eyes on something, she was always determined to get it done. There was a reason she was regarded as 'The Famous Pepper Potts'. "Tell me what you want, Tony." She grinned up at him.

"Let me go." He repeated. "And I won't bend you over the table and fuck you until you scream my name." His low growling made her shift in her spot, trying to satisfy the aching feeling between her legs. Just his lustful words and husky voice made her wet. If he kept on doing that, she might as well tell JARVIS to release him and let him have his way with her. So tempting, she thought to herself.

"Really now?" she asked. He gasped in pleasure when she wrapped her cool hand around his cock. She gave it a few hard, rough, punishing strokes and successfully gained a low moan from him.

He started to chuckle. He was in no mood for games. "Either you fuck me right now, or you let me go so I can pound you into the ground." He growled at her.

Pepper smiled devilishly at him. He was getting her very wet, and only time would tell until she caves. As if on cue, JARVIS lowered the assembly platform. She looked at Tony's dangling form that was locked in place by the various mechanical pieces of equipment that he designed by hand, and gave a slight smirk.

"Don't you have some sort of protocols that prevent such things from happening?" She gestured to his spread out form and put a hand on his stomach. He looked down at her hand with an drawn open mouth, awaiting the whereabouts of its destination.

"Yeah," he mumbled. Her hand slid further down. "but right now, I can't seem to remember that. All the blood from my brain is flowing elsewhere." He pushed his hips up ever so slightly when her palm began to encase his throbbing cock.

Pepper locked gazes with him, and as she bent down on her knees, Tony's mouth gaped wider, as he knew exactly what she was going to do. "Right now, Tony," she said with a warning tone. "Your hopes of release are relying on your protocols."

He wasn't sure about her words, because 'release' held a double meaning. The only thing that came out of his mouth was a loud deep grunt. Pepper slipped his hard cock between her lips, and began to suck, bobbing her head up and down. She didn't start off slow like he anticipated, which explained the pretty sounds that came out of his mouth.

Pepper tried hard to ignore the aching feeling between her legs that were dampening her panties, as she sucked the head of his penis and pumped the shaft. When she released him from her mouth, she looked up, hoping to see that tortured look on his face, but he wasn't looking at her. His head was thrown back, and his face was scrunched, as if he was trying to hold back an earth shattering orgasm.

"C'mon, Tony." She grinned. "Come for me."

He didn't have the strength to shake his head. "Fuck me and we'll work out the negotiation." In response, Pepper gently played with his balls and rubbed the tip of his penis with her thumb. He muffled a loud moan, but couldn't hold back the whimper that managed to escape his lips.

She wrapped her hand around his shaft and palmed the tip of his penis. She noticed her love for hearing him whimper, as all she did for the next few seconds was palm his hard leaking cock. She changed directions of her rotating palm every now and then, which only made Tony thrust his hips up more.

If she didn't stop a second sooner, he would've came all over her face. She swiped one finger up the underside of his penis and stood up. Small whimpering could still be heard from him.

"Unnggg...Babe." He breathed. "I'm close..."

"I know." Pepper smirked. A look of panic smeared across his face as she began to walk away from him and towards a metal table that was across from the platform. She leaned against it with her arms crossed against her chest.

"Pepper..." He growled lowly, tugging at the mechanical restraints.

"Like I said, Tony." Her smile was incredibly devious. He didn't know if he was turned on or scared. "Your release relies on your protocols."

He thrust his hips up in desperation, determined to come. "God damn it, Pepper!" He tugged his gauntlet encased hands.

"Pretty sure that's not it." She grinned.

"Alpha-Beta-nine-two-three." he shouted randomly, and looked at her for an answer, but she just smiled and shrugged. "Gamma-three-one-zero! Alpha-one-zero-five-four! Hot-Rod-Red-nine-six-seven!... Pepper!" he yelled. He wiggled more, but obviously nothing worked.

She tilted her head to the side in curiosity. "Giving up?"

Tony could feel pre-come leak from his throbbing cock as it twitched. He didn't say anything; he just stared down at the ground in front of him, trying hard not to think about how wet she probably was. He was tired and his will was collapsing; he didn't even notice her walk up to him until she saw her bare feet. When he raised his head to look up, she leaned in to kiss him. He didn't expect her to kiss him softly; he expected something sloppy, wet, and passionate.

When she stopped, she took his hard member in her hand, pushed her panties to the side and guided him to her entrance. He gasped sharply when he felt her rub the tip of his penis along the inside of her soaking folds. He thrust his hips up, hoping to penetrate her, but it was no use as she was already in command.

Pepper sunk down on him and moaned alongside him when she took him to the hilt. It was an awkward position to have sex in. She was used to riding him in these sorts of situations, but he was already standing and she doubted JARVIS could tilt the platform at an angle. He already knew the position was awkward, so he thrust his hips up as much as he can and threw his head back at the sensational feeling of being milked by her walls.

"Pepper..." He moaned.

She held onto him and wrapped her leg, as best as she could, around his waist. The new position allowed Tony to thrust into her at a new angle, which managed to draw out loud sharp moans from the both of them.

"God, you're so tight... and wet." He grunted.

"See what you do to me?" she whispered with a growl, successfully grinding against him.

He wished he could've lasted longer, but thanks to her foreplay, he didn't. In timed with her grinding and his shallow thrusts, he came into her with a grunt and a loud shout. He breathed heavily as he felt her walls milk the semen out of him. He hung his head low, feeling the side of his forehead touch hers.

"Sorry." he murmured. "I...I—Technically, it's not my fault."

"I know, Tony." She smirked and grinded against him a bit more. He gasped when she pulled him out of her. His cock was barely touching the beginning of the softening stage. "JARVIS, you can let him go."

The mechanical arms that held his gauntlets in place undid the screws, took apart the casing, and released his hands. Arms reached out and popped off the pieces that encase his thighs and calves. He didn't pull up the elastic band that was still nestled under his balls, only because what he saw before him made him completely forget about his refractory period.

Pepper's clothed back was to him, but he could see his semen run down her leg and drip onto the floor. The sheer thought of seeing his come drip out of her made him increasingly hard. He narrowed his eyes and gave a determined look. When he stepped out of the remainder of the suit and off the platform, he purposefully walked towards her. It was only a coincidence that she was in front of the metal table across the platform as he pressed his forearm against her back and bent her over the table.

"Tony—" she sharply gasped, turning her head to look behind her. She could feel his hard member rub against the inside of her thigh, as he was already positioned between her legs.

"You are so going to pay for leaving me like that..." he growled behind her ear. "...leaking and begging." He reached down between her legs and slid up his thumb where his come was dribbling down her leg. "Speaking of leaking—You haven't come yet, have you?

Her breathing hitched when she felt the head of his hardening penis breach her folds. He penetrated her slowly, but he didn't slow down his thrusts once he was fully inside her. He grounded against her and backed up until only the head was in, and in one fast smooth motion, he thrust back into her.

"Tony!" she screamed, trying not to collapse on the table, as the only thing that was holding herself up were her hands against the cool surface.

He leaned against her and gave a few shallow thrusts before roughly pounding into her. Each time he thrust into her, she moaned lowly. One thrust gave away her sweet spot as she screamed and moaned his name.

"Fuck, Pepper." He rested his head against her neck as he felt his semen inside her coat his throbbing cock and dribble down to his balls.

"Don't stop." she moaned.

"I don't plan on to." he grunted as he humped her.

"I'm close." She gasped. "C'mon, Tony, make me come."

He nearly came right then and there, but her words only gave him the determination to roughly fuck her into the table. He moved until he was almost all the way out and slammed back into her, effectively producing a loud moan from them both. He shifted a bit, making sure to hit her sweet spot a few more times before he came.

With a loud grunt, he came into her again. His second round of hot white come shooting into her and coating her walls made her orgasm race with his.

"Oh, Tony!" she screamed loudly as she came. She grinded against him to help them both ride out their orgasm. Her walls milked him, just like the last time, but he had to pull out as it was almost at the point of painful sensitivity.

He rested against her back and placed a soft loving kiss on her spine. "You have no idea how much I love you right now, Pepper."

She could feel his second load run down her leg. "I think I have a pretty good idea."

Both of them were out of breath and unable to move from their positions.

"Want to check 'sex in the suit' off the list?" he asked her, wrapping his arms around her middle.

"Did that even count as having sex in the suit?" she asked curiously.

"Sort of, and in my terms 'sort of' means yes." He grinned and pressed another kiss to her back. "JARVIS, check it off the list. And we are so going to have a talk about your blatant disregard for the person that built you."

"Of course, Sir." the AI responded. "And might I say, it is always a pleasure watching you two work."

Pepper laughed at JARVIS' sassy words. Tony frowned, and pressed small kisses to her neck. "Don't encourage him..."