#008 - Conference Confederate (Iron Man Movieverse, Pepper/Natasha, NC-17)
Title: Conference Confederate
Fandom: Iron Man (Movieverse)
Pairing: Pepper/Natasha
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 497
Warnings: Exhibitionism
Timeline: Set after Iron Man 2
Challenge: #008 Very Bad Ideas
Pepper shouldn’t be stuck doing this. She’s not CEO anymore, there’s a reason she stepped away from that responsibility.
But Iron Man’s needed in Asia and the stockholders are in an uproar and somebody needs to calm them down.
“I understand,” she says distractedly for what feels like the hundredth time in the last half hour. The video-conference was only supposed to take ten minutes.
She hopes they don’t notice the way she’s fidgeting.
Beneath the desk, Natasha’s fingers dig into her thighs, and Pepper’s fingers echo the motion as they dig into the desk on either side of her monitor.
Justin Hammer’s apparently hinted that he’s hired somebody to hurt Pepper. Which is another source of stress she really doesn’t need in her life.
But it does mean that SHIELD have assigned Natasha to go back undercover as her assistant.
Pepper’s still getting used to not stumbling over her name, to making sure she calls her Natalie in public.
It’s strange, because she was Natalie to Pepper when they were first getting to know each other. But she’s already grown so used to her being Natasha since then.
The truth is that Pepper feels safe when Natasha is around. Not just because Natasha is terrifyingly skilled at martial arts, but because she’s so level-headed and efficient, she’s on Pepper’s wavelength in a way few people are.
Natasha will keep her safe.
But she also comes up with these terrible ideas that somehow Pepper never manages to say no to. Like sex in the back of a parked limo, trying to finish before Happy returned from wherever he’d disappeared to in search of food. Or sex in a convention hall bathroom, when Pepper was supposed to making sure Tony actually turned up for the event thrown in his honour. Or sex on the balcony in Malibu, where anybody with a long-range camera lens could have seen them.
Natasha both makes Pepper sane and makes her lose her mind.
“I understand,” Pepper says again as there’s a pause in the shouting onscreen.
Her voice catches but nobody seems aware of it.
Natasha’s mouthing at her, wet and insistent. Tongue rippling against her, and Pepper tries to resist the urge to look down, to see dark red hair and darker eyes. It’s taking every ounce of willpower she possesses not to roll her hips forward into the touch.
Natasha’s lips close over her clit, sucking at it lightly, and Pepper’s sure it must be obvious, even through the screen, that she’s sweating.
“I understaaaa-” The word cuts off in a gasp as Natasha’s thumb presses inside her, angling up to rub against her g-spot in tight little circles.
None of the stockholders even seem to hear her.
Pepper gives up on even trying to speak. She just nods, Natasha’s mouth and hands steadily pulling her control apart.
That’s the thing about Natasha and her terrible ideas - they may leave Pepper embarrassed but they also leave her wanting more.
Fandom: Iron Man (Movieverse)
Pairing: Pepper/Natasha
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 497
Warnings: Exhibitionism
Timeline: Set after Iron Man 2
Challenge: #008 Very Bad Ideas
Pepper shouldn’t be stuck doing this. She’s not CEO anymore, there’s a reason she stepped away from that responsibility.
But Iron Man’s needed in Asia and the stockholders are in an uproar and somebody needs to calm them down.
“I understand,” she says distractedly for what feels like the hundredth time in the last half hour. The video-conference was only supposed to take ten minutes.
She hopes they don’t notice the way she’s fidgeting.
Beneath the desk, Natasha’s fingers dig into her thighs, and Pepper’s fingers echo the motion as they dig into the desk on either side of her monitor.
Justin Hammer’s apparently hinted that he’s hired somebody to hurt Pepper. Which is another source of stress she really doesn’t need in her life.
But it does mean that SHIELD have assigned Natasha to go back undercover as her assistant.
Pepper’s still getting used to not stumbling over her name, to making sure she calls her Natalie in public.
It’s strange, because she was Natalie to Pepper when they were first getting to know each other. But she’s already grown so used to her being Natasha since then.
The truth is that Pepper feels safe when Natasha is around. Not just because Natasha is terrifyingly skilled at martial arts, but because she’s so level-headed and efficient, she’s on Pepper’s wavelength in a way few people are.
Natasha will keep her safe.
But she also comes up with these terrible ideas that somehow Pepper never manages to say no to. Like sex in the back of a parked limo, trying to finish before Happy returned from wherever he’d disappeared to in search of food. Or sex in a convention hall bathroom, when Pepper was supposed to making sure Tony actually turned up for the event thrown in his honour. Or sex on the balcony in Malibu, where anybody with a long-range camera lens could have seen them.
Natasha both makes Pepper sane and makes her lose her mind.
“I understand,” Pepper says again as there’s a pause in the shouting onscreen.
Her voice catches but nobody seems aware of it.
Natasha’s mouthing at her, wet and insistent. Tongue rippling against her, and Pepper tries to resist the urge to look down, to see dark red hair and darker eyes. It’s taking every ounce of willpower she possesses not to roll her hips forward into the touch.
Natasha’s lips close over her clit, sucking at it lightly, and Pepper’s sure it must be obvious, even through the screen, that she’s sweating.
“I understaaaa-” The word cuts off in a gasp as Natasha’s thumb presses inside her, angling up to rub against her g-spot in tight little circles.
None of the stockholders even seem to hear her.
Pepper gives up on even trying to speak. She just nods, Natasha’s mouth and hands steadily pulling her control apart.
That’s the thing about Natasha and her terrible ideas - they may leave Pepper embarrassed but they also leave her wanting more.