I beta'd this for
spillingvelvet and I think it's a delightful story. The working title was "Steve Rogers Has a Food Blog," which, c'mon, aren't you sold already?
Steve/Tony, mostly flirting, very funny, and the only actual porn is food porn. Like:
The next day, Pepper was drinking espresso out of an outrageously small cup and reading a newspaper at her desk when Tony slouched in and poured himself into a chair, pillowing his face on a box of tissues.
"Do you know how embarrassing it is for the CEO of Stark Industries to play babysitter?" she started right in, without looking up or offering Tony his own toy cup of coffee. The smell was heavenly, like caramel and bitter chocolate. Maybe she wouldn't notice if he stole hers.
"Happy was babysitting. You were just..." he trailed off and flopped his hand in the air, letting it land on her desk inches away from her cup, "breaking up the party."
"Are you barefoot?" she asked.
Tony sat up long enough to examine his own feet for a few moments. "Hey, would you look at that," he muttered and slumped back over the desk, spider-walking his fingers closer to his prey. Pepper moved the cup and saucer to the other side of her keyboard.
Discombobulated