I Nobly Refrained From The Obvious Stark Naked Puns

[masterofmidgets]

Today was a productive day! By which I mean, AHAHAHAHAHA NO. Didn't get nearly half of my to-do list checked off. I was even foiled in the great fridge-cleaning endeavor by the fact that it was raining. Woe, I shall have to rangle with it tomorrow instead.

I did get a lot of writing done though! The Tony Stark Five Things fic is so close to being done I can taste it. All it is missing is the last section where Pepper catches him making out with Steve, and I will probably make that a good bit shorter than some of the other sections. BECAUSE I WANT IT TO BE DONE OH MY GOD PLEASE.

Have a sample of what I wrote today, which involved gratuitous naked!Tony. Mmmmmmm.

Tony blinks several times, swaying slightly where he stands. “Am I in trouble?” he asks slowly. “What did I do this time? You have to tell me, I don’t pay you to let me figure out things on my own.”

The question, so utterly unexpected, shocks her out of her anger; she can only stand and gape at him.

“Tony,” she says very carefully, after she finally regains her composure. “Tell me where you just went.”

“Jogging,” he answers, clearly baffled. “Are you ending your pro-exercise crusade? Because if you are you should have sent me a memo. I finished drafting the new specs, I took a shower, I remembered I hadn’t gone in a few days, so I went for a run. I thought it would keep you from yelling at me, which, obviously, I was mistaken about.”

“Okay,” she says. “Okay. That’s very good, Tony. Just one more thing. Do you want to tell me what you’re wearing?”

Tony glances down, and…keeps glancing, and Pepper’s eyes involuntarily follow his - well-muscled chest, faintly glowing reactor, flat but still-soft stomach – and exposed like this Tony can’t hide that he’s blushing when they both reach the thin trail of dark hair that starts under his belly-button.

“Oh,” he says. “Well. That’s –”

“Go to bed,” Pepper sighs. “I can hold off the press for a few hours. But I swear, if you aren’t wearing clothes the next time I see you, you can face them on your own.”

Tony flashes her a bemused, sleepy smile and staggers off.