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Tony/Pepper Kink Requests - Mark 1
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xheartrockx wrote in tonypepper_kink
Post your request as a comment to this post.

Remember to check all the other comments, maybe something will strike your muse.

It's not rule but it's nice to fulfill a prompt for each prompt you leave.
Give and take makes our lives so much more fun :D

ETA1 - please include a subject line to your comment for easier orientation.

ETA2 - I will be switching off comment notifs for this post, meaning I will no longer receive notifications when somebody posts a comment here. If you have any questions, suggestions etc, please leave a comment at the RULES post.

ETA3 - You are also allowed to request graphics, meaning if you want a banner of Tony and Pepper horseback riding, please state so in your comment. You are also allow to fulfill a request with a graphic. But please ask the person who requested something first. They might not need/want a wallpaper, banner etc.

ETA4 - your requests must be Tony/Pepper-centric. Of course, you can bring other characters into the mix but their relationship (however you choose to portray it) should be the focus.

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Her answer is a kiss, sweet and supplicating. After she pulls away, she smiles at him, as if the matter was closed, easy as that. But she wasn't denying anything, only deflecting and distracting him.

"I don't think I'm being ridiculous," Tony says, pinwheeling Pepper's arms out to her sides and tugging upwards, until they cross above her head. Tony has two advantages now--he is significantly stronger than she is, for one. As for the other, in those tiny shoes of hers, she gets no traction and her posture doesn't allow for any leverage. She is distinctly at his mercy. He only needs one hand to keep her pinned. The other drifts down to her hip. He dipped his head and spoke in a low voice against her jaw. "Let's see how ridiculous I am." The hand at her hip drifts lower still, eventually hitting the hem of her skirt. He begins to tug it up around her waist until he is able to get to her panties. She wears a thong. So conscious of the little details like a panty line, Pepper has worn a thong to work every single day for the decade she has been with Stark Industries. Pushing it aside is so easy, her underwear might as well not exist, for all the good it does. She gasps as he runs his finger along her sex. "You're wet," he says, and it sounds like an accusation.

Pepper licks her lips and her heady voice says, "Might have something to do with you?"

Annoyed, Tony inserts a finger. Her back arches. Her breathing comes a bit harder, just for two puffs. He pumps in and out of her, with more force than he would normally use with just one finger, but her eyes have fallen closed and she's biting her lip and he is more and more annoyed. It isn't long before his finger has become so slick that he knows she can accommodate more and he starts pumping two. She's groaning and he can see the sweat that prickles on her face. He adds a third and now he's really going at it, fast and rough. Her feet are slipping on the floor because her shoes just don't have any purchase and her body is gyrating and her breathing is ragged and heavy. Her head lolls back and smacks against the wall, and he continues to work his hand. At home or in the car or wherever they happen to be when they make love, her long, smooth neck is usually irresistible, but today, even as exposed to him as it is now, Tony just doesn't care. This isn't lovemaking or recreational sex or even anything he's done before. He's fingered women before, he's probably even been in this particular position before. But he's never had this particular feeling before or this particular motivation before, and that twists what he does to Pepper's body into something he doesn't have a name for. Tony hates not being able to quantify something. He pushes his last digit into her, thrusting faster. When Pepper's mouth is open but there is no sound save her labored breathing and she's staring at nothing that he can see, Tony decides he's done with this. He jerks sharply inside her and pushes her clit with his thumb at the same time.

Pepper cries out as she comes in his hand. He wants her to work up some fury of her own. The noises he's wrestled out of her in public, at work, for Chrissake, should hit some hot button of hers or something

She doesn't show any display of anger. Her knees have buckled and he knows the only reason she's even still upright is because he is holding her against the wall, one hand pinning her wrists, one buried inside her core. The limp sight of her makes him angrier still and he has no fucking clue why. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she just won't admit that she might have flirted with another man or maybe it has something to do with the fact that she screamed as she orgasmed and he's had no relief at all. Now that he's finished what he started when he first pulled her skirt up to check the after-effects of that Ainsley guy, Tony's noticed that what he did to her has made him completely hard. He wants that fucking taken care of.

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He removes the hand that had been knuckle deep in her sex in order to undo his own fly and push his slacks and boxers down low enough that none of her essence will get on his pants. She watches him through half lidded, dark eyes. She even has the audacity to smile as she watches him free his prick. Tony yanks her skirt down, fast and with one hand. He rips it, but he doesn't care. He yanks her panties off of her, too. The tiny thong doesn't rip, but it wouldn't be any more worthless if it was in pieces. His free hand grips her by the ass, drifts down one thigh and hooks her knee over his hip. It takes him a moment to align himself and then he pushes all the way in. She groans his name. He holds her still, pinned against the wall by her arms and pinned against him by the knee and he starts moving.

Under any other circumstance, he would think the way she was coming completely undone would be a beautiful thing. He fucks her against the wall of his office and her reactions are intense. He barely has to even get started before she's coming again. After she's ridden that one out, he has her weeping and swearing to God Almighty that she loves him, but she doesn't say *only* him and he drives on harder. When her third orgasm hits, he drops her hands and allows her to collapse against him. He pulls out, still erect, but feeling a great wave of tenderness. She's spent and limp and he's never seen her quite like this before. He tucks her head under his chin and lets her rest against him, almost feeling guilty.


He sheds her jacket and blouse and bra. It takes some doing because he has to support her, but her arms are pliant and that helps. Soon, Pepper is nude, save her heels. This, Tony enjoys. He caresses her chest for his own enjoyment rather than hers. He can feel her small moans and sighs of pleasure as he squeezes her breasts and tweaks her nipples. Her nipples are hard and so is he, and this Tony imagines is her sweetly exhausted way of telling him that she is ready to be fucked some more.

This time, Tony bends her over the desk. All of those files she was looking at earlier are scattered on the floor now, but this way she will get the fun of looking for them again. Tony has better things to think about. The sight of her ass is a magnificent aphrodisiac, second only to the way she gasps and tries to find a handhold on the smooth glass of his desk when he enters her again. It only takes him three thrusts to finish himself off. Pepper slides off the desk once he has pulled out of her. Soon after, Tony follows her to the floor. They collect themselves separately; Tony fixing his pants and blotting the sweat on his forehead with his tie, Pepper lying curled on the cold, marble floor, halfway to a fetal position, facing away from him.

Eventually, Pepper rolls over onto her back and speaks to him. Her voice is measured and in control. "Call Natalie, have her bring the box behind the couch in my office, please." Tony nods numbly, hauling himself to his feet to look for his phone. He knows the box she's referring to. He's seen it there, being unobtrusive and labeled his things, though Pepper has never allowed him to just take it. He knows other people have wondered about it and that she just tells them that they are a few things of Tony's that were left after the transfer. She rubs her face, allowing herself to look weary and exhausted for just a moment more before the professionalism mask slides back into place. Tony feels a loss at the sight. He wants more of the sleepy Pepper that shudders against him, not the brisk Pepper that gives him orders. Orders are necessary and can be fun sometimes, but he just can't find it in himself to deal with it right now. There is something inside her that he is looking for and he can't find it.

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Tony can, however, find his phone and is about to dial Pepper's executive assisstant-slash-personal secret agent, when she speaks again, "Tony?"


"Maybe I was flirting a little." The admission makes him feel so much better. Honesty. That was all he'd been looking for. "Can you blame me?"

He looks at the phone, back at his girlfriend and tells her honestly, "Nah." Lord knows he's done worse.

"I mean," Pepper says with a sensual stretch, "if that's the way you're going to react..."

Re: filled; turning saints into the sea 4

Holy crap! That was AMAZING!

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Thank you! I was really nervous about posting it.

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Woah, that was awesome!

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Thank you! :)

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Holy cow, that was awesome :O

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Thank you! I am enjoying your icon very much. I like that reaction!

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ohhhhhh yes. PURRRRFECT :D I had half written an attempt at a fill but my God... Yours. it so wins. :D

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Holy shit! That was just . . . GUH!

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But what I wanna know what's in the box.... ;)

Very hot, thx!

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Ooof. Nice. Very nice.

Also, "Paul Avery" was a fun touch. Did you do that on purpose?

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The Paul Avery reference was kiiiind of amazing. ;)

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wow!! hahaa,, amazin

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