Day 25 – The End

Rating: NC17

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I don't want to move because it feels so damn good. Also, I don't want her to know that I'm awake. My head is on her lap and her fingers stroke my hair delicately.

After a few minutes I stir just a bit before opening my eyes.

She's smiling but her mouth is sort of twisted. I rub at my eyes and sit up with a small groan. I still can't believe what I've said to her last night, but it's all true – I love her. Gee, it's a little weird to say it to her, knowing that we're so familiar with each other, yet so professional.

Well, she used to be the professional one. I was the one with more initiative.

They're all memories now; I muse and look at her with shyness.

"I'm sorry that I didn't believe you." She whispers after a few minutes. I look at her a little surprised. I wasn't expecting an apology.

To be honest…I thought she'd leave me right after I said those words to her. She's wearing the same clothes like yesterday, so that means she didn't go home to change or something and I feel extremely glad.

"You don't have to apologize, Pepper. I understand what you meant and it's okay." I reach and take her hand in mine. I squeeze it gently before continuing. "I haven't really paid attention to us after what happened after you-"I swallow hard. "-said that you didn't want."

I close my eyes briefly and focus on my breathing which is a bit shallow.

Pepper slowly moves her hand under the blanket and takes off her black stilettos, tossing them carelessly around the workshop. My heart beats so fast it threatens to explode in my chest and my palms are sweating. I look at her with wide eyes as she sits on my lap. Her petite hands stroke the area around my arc reactor slowly and her mouth kisses the throbbing pulse in my neck.

I stay stock-still, too afraid to move because this is on her terms. She takes her hands in mine and guides them to the small of her back. I hesitate for a second before wrapping them around her small waist and pulling her lips to mine. She meets my lips with zero hesitation and we kiss and it's better than the others before.

Our eyes meet and they're filled with the same emotion: love. My heart swells a bit when she whispers so when her lips reach my ear. "I love you, too. Now make love to me."

I'm glad to. Verrryyy glad to.

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The image around me is astounding. All of our clothes are strewn across the floor. On the couch, yeah it's us… and I can't keep my eyes open, because I'm so entirely consumed by the way her entire frame feels around me. She pulls me so that our bodies are touching, her breasts brushing deliciously against my chest with each and every thrust.

Her hands are all over me – on my chest, on my neck and arms and back.

My arms encircle her small waist and pull her even closer to my sweaty body. We're so sweaty even though we're not really making any real effort. The lovemaking is slow and tender and a bit passionate and it's exactly as I pictured it would be. It's everything I wanted for God knows how long…

I bury my face in the crook of her neck and inhale deeply her unbelievable scent. Her hair is soft when it brushes against my face and her mouth is doing all these unbelievable things, like licking and sucking on my ear and kissing my jaw softly.

Everything else is pointless now – especially Iron Man. If I had knew that it would feel like this, making love to the woman I love – I would have said those three words months ago.

Years ago, even.

The taste of her soft skin and the sound of sweet, slow sex make my arms tighten around her, silently begging her to just come.

And she does. Her hands grip at my already tousled hair tightly and her breath is hot against my ear as she gasps my name. My entire body shudders when I feel her inner muscles contract against my cock – and that's the last drop. I wait for another few seconds… waiting patiently for her to finish, being a gentleman and all of that, but the need has become so strong that the second she falls against my chest I cling to her warm body and release inside of her with her name spilling from my lips.

I can't move. No. I don't want to move from this embrace, but finally I let her slide off me and move on one side of the couch. I can't really breathe and the look she gives me… god. Her eyes are filled with the same emotion – love, but it's something else in there as well, happiness and fullness maybe.

I can feel it in my heart as well and I slowly take her in my arms and let her put her head on my shoulder. It just… can't feel this way, like I've just exploded, literally.

I don't know why it does. I just know a thing. I'm so not ever letting her go away from me, again.

We don't sleep just yet. We can't. We're simply cuddling close and enjoying this moment like there's not going to be any other. I love her. Really, I do.

"I love you." She whispers right after and I chuckle at the rightness of this very moment.

"Me too." I say and kiss her softly. "Uh…" I trail off and she looks at me through her bangs. "Ever thought of being Mrs. Stark?"

The look on her face is priceless. She opens and closes her mouth for a few times before settling on laughing.

I laugh as well, how couldn't I? I'm so happy I might burst.

I look at her again, this time serious, like I'm really proposing to her. She's staring at me like I just went crazy. Truth is I am crazy. Without a word I roll us both for negotiations.

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There y'all go. This is the end (for now, at least) but you decide if you want this to continue. Until then, thanks for reading!