Sorry for not updating recently, my Muse has left the building and real life is... depressing.
My little sister thinks that these disclaimers I do are entertaining. I hope you think so as well, but I don't own anything.
Strong T rating on this one. It's not anything too bad, I just like to be safe.
Water
Why on earth Tony always insists on having meetings in the most inconvenient places, Pepper will never know.
This time, they are seated beside the pool, going over some new statements from the Logistics Division regarding the Smartphones that Stark Industries will be releasing later this year. Papers are spread across the pool deck, organized into piles that only Pepper can understand. She can see Tony looking at her strangely, trying desperately to figure her out, but she doesn't care. She gains a strange sense of accomplishment at the way she is able to confound him, the genius that he is. She knows that it bothers him that he's unable to pick her apart, to study her like a machine. He wants to know all of her secrets, but she isn't willing to divulge yet.
Pepper wastes no time setting to work. She's got a lot to do in not much time, and she's never been one to procrastinate. She sifts through the endless stacks of paper, picking out a few to review and a few for Tony to sign. They've been working for five minutes when Tony moves to kneel on the ground beside her, his hands wrapping in her strawberry-blond hair. He kisses her cheek softly, moving slowly down her face.
Pepper shudders. "It's very hard to concentrate when you're doing that."
"I know. That's why I'm doing it." Tony says simply, his lips gentle against her neck.
"Tony, I –" She is unable to form a coherent thought. She pulls herself back together, clearing her throat, and tries again. "I need to finish this. its due in a few hours and I've only just started on it." Her mind is incapable of focusing on anything but his lips on her.
He sighs, his breath warm against her shoulder. "It can wait."
Pepper shakes her head weakly, trying desperately to remain objective and clear her head. "No, no, Tony –" But then his lips resume their attack on her fair skin, and she groans and feels herself giving in to him. Her hands, hungry, wrap themselves in his dark hair, pull his shirt up to feel the warm tautness of his muscles. She draws his lips up to meet hers and loses herself in Tony.
When Pepper finally manages to regain some awareness, she is in Tony's strong arms, suspended above the ground. At first, she's okay with this, but then he begins moving towards the pool, and she realizes his intentions.
"Tony!" she squeals, but he only laughs. She struggles and squirms, but his muscular arms hold her still. As they plunge into the cool blue water, he continues to hold her to him.
Pepper is furious. Tony's dressed only in swim trunks, but she's wearing her brand new Prada skirt and her favorite white blouse, the one with the mother-of-pearl buttons, and now she's going to have to send them both in to be dry-cleaned. As Tony pulls them both above the water, she opens her mouth, preparing an angry speech.
But when she sees his face, her irritation instantly dissipates. His eyes are warm, like little pools of molten chocolate, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly in an expression of accomplishment, amusement, and love. Pepper can't help herself. Tony has that effect on her, that ability to sway even her most persistent attitudes. She relaxes into his chest as his rough hands find the soft skin of her back where her blouse has become untucked. Her hands come to rest on the arc reactor, a spot that she knows is his weakness. Pepper closes her eyes and feels the vibrations emitting from it, the slight pulsations keeping him alive, becoming one with his heart.
This is the closest thing to smut I've written, but even then, it's not too bad.
Like I said, RL is not going so well. I apologize in advance if some of my fics are a bit darker than usual. :(