Fic: The Sisterhood Of The Ruby Stilettos XXIV: Trimmed With Lace (1/1)
Title: The Sisterhood Of The Ruby Stilettos XXIV: Trimmed With Lace (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Tony Stark (cameo), Natasha/Pepper
Continuity: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Genres: Fluff, Holiday, Romance
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Natasha and Pepper enjoy a two-tiered Valentine’s Day celebration.
Date Of Completion: February 13, 2021
Date Of Posting: February 20, 2021
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, Marvel and Paramount do, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 500
Author’s Note: The entire series can be found here.
Time was,
Hearts were red
And trimmed with lace,
Hearts of love
And elegant grace.
Sarah Jean Sedgwick
“Victorian Lace”
1920 C.E.
The Grand Ballroom of New York’s Golden Arms Hotel glittered and dazzled with crystal chandeliers and shimmering gowns as the annual Maria Stark Foundation Ball was in full swing this February evening.
Tony Stark was host of the gala (he also owned the hotel), holding court with reporters and socialites at one end of the room near the buffet table while the dance floor was filled with celebrants, ringed by tables of cozy intimacy. The rich and powerful were on full display tonight, dripping with jewels and arrogance.
Two of the most splendid dancers were Pepper Potts and Natasha Romanoff. Pepper dazzled in a diaphanous champagne-colored gown with an enchanting emerald necklace and earrings while Natasha blazed in a sequined red gown with a stunning ruby necklace and earrings. They sparkled as they moved, graceful and beautiful as they only had eyes for each other.
“You’re Russian fire, my love,” said Pepper, curtsying with élan.
“A good match for a pepperpot, my beauty.” Natasha bowed.
“Glad you wore your gown tonight instead of your tux. You sparkle so dearly.”
Natasha smiled. She reached out and took Pepper’s hand. They whirled around the dance floor, attracting many an eye. Happiness swirled around them like hearts and doves.
“Be my Valentine?” Pepper asked with a big smile.
“With lace trimmed around the edges.”
“Aww.”
They drank champagne and ate lobster and caviar. They could have had oysters, shrimp, roast beef, steak and dozens of other dishes. They danced again to Big Band music, retro and charming (Steve would have loved it), and it was an elegant, uppercrust evening, love in the air.
& & & & & &
Jazz reverberated through the club, and Natasha wore a sequined red dress, short and sparkly. She still wore her ruby jewelry and had added a silk red headscarf, shot through with gold threads. Pepper wore a short green dress, retaining her emerald jewelry. Both wore stiletto heels and were dancing like flappers in a speakeasy. Both had added long strands of pearls to complete the ‘20s image.
They drank overpriced booze and ate jalapeno poppers with Russian dressing, and Pepper asked, “Be my Valentine?” and Natasha answered, “With red satin roses.”
The second part of the evening was more raucous but just as loving. Valentine’s Day high and low, Natasha said wryly, and there was home yet to come.
They danced and drank and beads rattled and sequins flashed, and Valentine’s Day turned to night, and two pairs of eyes met.
“Home?” Pepper asked.
“Home,” said Natasha, knocking back her drink. She crossed her legs and looked passionately at her lover, taking the pearls in her teeth and looking unbearably sexy.
The music pulsated, reaching every cell and nerve. Pepper finished her drink and stood. “Let’s go.”
& & & & & &
Home.
Wild. Passionate. Beads circling breasts and red lips skimming silken skin. Hearts trimmed with lace. Red satin love.
Valentine’s Night.
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