Rock You Like a Hurricane [Tony/Pepper - Sunday night]

[playboy_philanthropist]

Tony took a sip of his scotch as he scrolled through the screen in front of him. All the external generators he'd dropped off at the shelters looked to still be in working order and more importantly, still where they should be. He kept saying he'd just check it one more time before he'd move from the sitting room to the bedroom, but... well, then there'd be another thing that needed checking. Or a new idea he had to write down. A recalculation to make. And he still had some scotch left, which he was nursing very slowly in hopes that it would fight back the urge to fill up the glass again. Which may have been his excuse for the last hour...

He covered his mouth as he yawned. He rolled his eyes when he spotted Gmork mimic the yawn and give him a pointed look from where he was sprawled across his small Captain America shield on the other side of the room. "Don't even try, I'm immune to that look," he said with a snort. "Just have one more thing to finish up, but you're welcome to go back to sleep, you ferocious beast, you."

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[pepperinapot]

Pepper got in late from work having ensured all the emergency plans were in place for their holdings and sent the long awaited e-mail that Stark Industries would be closed the next day. When she reached their bedroom, she changed into yoga pants and one of Tony's t-shirts before going in search of the man himself.

"Hello." She smiled when she found him, slipping her arms around his shoulders and kissing his cheek. "How was your disaster preparedness day?"

[playboy_philanthropist]

Tony smiled tiredly and turned his head to brush his lips against Pepper's. "More fun than yours," he teased lightly before shrugging. "I flew the portable generators to the shelters, so at least they don't have to worry about that issue if it pops up. Fury has us all on duty in case of emergency. Or a snowicane werewolf attack." He snorted as he turned moved the map so that Pepper could see where the generators were. "Fury is singing your praises on being such a good influence to me. Makes Oreo-ing his car with Clint all the more tempting. Especially if the party gets cancelled because of all of this."

He slouched down deeper into the sofa as he finished off his scotch. "How was your day? I saw the email and then heard the collective cry of woe from all the tech people of not getting to come in and play."

[pepperinapot]

"Fury should sing your praises. I swear people act like I broke you or something." She slid up and over into his lap, rearranging the laptop and studying it. "You did a good job, these look like they're all where they need to be."

"The day wasn't bad. Just a lot of preparation, cancelled meetings and moving things around. I'm almost looking forward to tomorrow. I never have weekdays off anymore."

[playboy_philanthropist]

"I'm not sure if that's humanly possible for him." Tony put his empty glass on the arm of the chair before wrapping his arms around Pepper. "And let him keep his delusions. We have a good thing going. All the snark and eye patch jokes. He might start getting sappy or some crap if he starts thinking I deserve praise for these things." Leaning his head against Pepper's, he breathed out a content sigh. "All tagged and monitored too. In the rare case that something goes wrong or more likely case that someone is stupid and gets grabby."

He snorted in amusement. "You rarely have weekends off," he pointed out before smirking. "So are you really taking an entire day off tomorrow? I'm not sure if I can believe such a thing."

[pepperinapot]

"I guess I'll just have to praise you to make up for the shortfall." She smiled into his hair. "Who would be stupid enough to steal Stark tech these days? They have to know we can find them anywhere and everywhere. Big Brother is watching."

"I really am." She laughed. "It'll be hard not to, even with the generators here, almost everyone else will be concentrating on keeping their lights on, so no assistant for me. It's good though. I need it."

[playboy_philanthropist]

"Well, I do like your praise better. I'll take yours over Fury's any day," Tony teased before he puffed out a heavy breath and shook his head. "It is amazing how many stupid people are out there still. Incredibly stupid. But hopefully the whole frankenstorm thing, plus, oh, all of us Avengers hanging around will scare them off."

He chuckled as he rubbed his hand over Pepper's shoulder. "Sounds like I'll have to distract you. If I get to stay in and all. And don't get sucked into the workshop. The workshop, it has this pull. So does the garage. It's a shame I can't take you out for a drive..."

[pepperinapot]

"You aren't going to go flying in that kind of wind." She tsked immediatly. "You'll be blown all over the city like a ping pong ball."

"How about you stay in bed with me for an extra few hours in the morning?" She wheedled. "I'll make it worth your while."

[playboy_philanthropist]

"Oh please, I can handle it." Tony rolled his eyes. "It'll be a challenge, but me and JARVIS can handle it. Plus, we got Thor on our side. Even if I'm still wondering if he has a hand in this considering how the weather people keep being so confused."

Closing his laptop, he put it between him and the arm of the chair before nuzzling Pepper's cheek. "I might be talked into this. Although how can I be sure it's worth my while? I might need some current data to prove that."

[pepperinapot]

"If you start getting buffered around you're coming back." She said firmly. "Everyone knows to stay inside, maybe count yourself among them."

"Ooooh I don't know if I can give out free samples." She teased.

[playboy_philanthropist]

Tony held up his hand, three fingers raised. "I promise to no going out unless they make me and I'll actually listen to JARVIS and come back in when he says we can't fly properly. Scout's honor."

He chuckled as he ran a hand through Pepper's hair. "Well, I could make it rain, but I seem to recall that would just lead to me sitting out here doing work all night instead of having very fun distraction times in the bedroom. Or even fun distraction times here."

[pepperinapot]

"You were never a scout." But she kissed him anyway in reward.

"Well, I guess you'll have to show me another time then." She settled her head on his shoulder. "We're going to move to the bedroom for distraction time. We're not getting any younger and I don't like rugburn on my knees."

[playboy_philanthropist]

"Why does everyone point that out? Am I that un-scoutly? I'm like the poster boy for 'always prepared'. Not that I'd want to be their poster boy right now." Tony smirked slyly. "Well, there are always knee-pads," he teased before wrinkling his nose slightly. "Does it ever bother you that with the exception of a few agents that we're some of the youngest people here and yet look among the oldest? So not fair."

[pepperinapot]

"No, you're the poster boy for 'Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Quick improvise something and make a quick one liner so that it all seems planned!'" She deepened her voice into her Tony impression, aware that it was godawful. She paused. "Are you implying I look old?"

[playboy_philanthropist]

"Ah, but the improvisation wouldn't work all the time and seem like I planned it if I wasn't prepared in some way," Tony pointed out before pulling a very quick face and then raising his eyebrows innocently to try and cover it. "What? No. Nothing at all like that. How could you think that? Totally talking about me. Fucking Barton keeps calling me old man. You still look at gorgeous as you did when I hired you. The first time I hired you, not when I gave you the company. Although you were gorgeous then too. Definitely younger looking than Hill, who actually looks her age." He pressed his lips together looked warily at her. "How deep a hole have I dug?"

[pepperinapot]

She wanted to be mad, but his babbling backpeddling was hilarious compared to the usual suave face of Tony Stark.

"That depends. Do you want to have sex with me more right now or when you first met me?"

[playboy_philanthropist]

Tony narrowed his eyes. "That's a trick question. That definitely sounds like a trick question where either answer has the possibility of keeping my ass out here all night..."

[pepperinapot]

"The answer is always right now." She informed him. "You always want to have sex with me more in the current moment because I only become sexier, smarter, funnier and kinder with every day I spend with you. I feel that way about you, anyway."

[playboy_philanthropist]

"That was going to be my answer," Tony said with a sheepish grin. "Honestly. Not nearly that eloquent though. Or endearing. Even if all of it is true. And going straight into 'things to repeat often'."

He paused a moment, wondering whether his answer would just toss him back in the hole or not, but... Well, there was that honesty thing. "I was going to say now, obviously, because, well... It means something now. Means a lot actually. Even if I've always thought you were a hundred times better than any woman out there and was always interested in sex considering, yeah, you're hot no matter what, it wouldn't have meant much back then. It wouldn't have meant anything and that would have been terrible." He pressed his lips together in an uncertain line. "And I'm really hoping I didn't just fuck this moment up with my reasoning..."

[pepperinapot]

"No that was pretty perfect." She kissed him, then pressed her nose to the crook of his neck. "You wouldn't be you if you didn't overthink it a little."

[playboy_philanthropist]

Tony let out a content sigh as he nuzzled his face into her hair. "Yeah, that genius thing requires just a little bit of thinking with a big dose of overthinking. Otherwise they take away your genius license. Very, very sad ceremony. Lots of crying, lots of throwing of things, including long technobabble words that everyone tries to pretend they understand."

He raised an eyebrow. "So... should I quit while I'm ahead, toss you over my shoulder, and make my way to the bedroom or can I ask a possibly overthinky, mood-wrecking question? Completely theoretical and hypothetical question."

[pepperinapot]

"You can ask whatever you want, but if you're qualifying it as mood killing then I reserve the right to have my mood be actually killed." She warned. "What is it?"

[playboy_philanthropist]

"Possibly mood wrecking. The possibly was attached to that too," Tony pointed out before trying to tilt his head to the proper angle look curiously at Pepper. "If you were offered immortality, would you take it? The staying 'young' forever immortality that is."

[pepperinapot]

Pepper frowned, thinking that one over.

"Staying young and living forever? I think I wouldn't mind it for a few extra years. I mean who wants to die decrepit at eighty with your mind gone? But I wouldn't want to live forever. I think I'd get bored eventually or be unable to change anymore or something. What about you?" Then she remembered who was asking. "Has this become a real possibility?"

[playboy_philanthropist]

"Keeping young wouldn't be so bad," Tony admitted as he played absently with her hair. "But the immortality bit." He shrugged. "Yeah, that'd get boring real quick. And actually, looking the same way for an extended amount of time would likely get boring too, even if the able-bodied thing would be good and grey hairs are annoying." He tilted his head slightly, his expression thoughtful. "And growing old with you actually sounds nice... Not that you'd be growing old. You'd be staying as hot as always while I turn into a grey, withered mess."

There were other reasons of course, but he knew those were definitely mood killers and would get his ass verbally kicked. He shrugged. "Well, there is the possibility already if people want to risk trying to figure out the super soldier serum again. But the more realistic possibility would be coming from Asgard, although probably just as trustworthy."