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Sextremis	By : Ksennin Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Iron Man (all) > Iron Man (all) Views: 21937 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Afterwards, Tony had beer and Chinese food waiting for them. Pepper had never really thought about it, but Tony was a pretty good wingman.
“So? So?” Tony said leadingly. Out of solidarity, he’d changed into a kimono like the one Rhodey had brought. One Christmas, no reason, he’d given nothing but kimonos.
Rhodey nodded his head. “She is a minx in the sack. No offense, Pepper.”
“None taken. Minx is a good thing, right? I’ve never really thought about what woodland creatures would make the best lovers.”
“Minx is very good,” Tony said. “Now then, no offense Rhodes, but who are you thinking of for the next notch on your bedpost?”
“We’re treating a medical condition,” Pepper reminded him archly. “And I’d like to try another woman. No offense, Rhodey.”
“None taken. As a man, I can’t help but see the sisters’ appeal. I mean, did you see Tony’s last secretary? She looked like the Black Widow.”
“She was the Black Widow.”
“Damn.” Rhodey held his fist out to Tony, who bumped.
“She wasn’t that kind of secretary.”
“The good kind?”
Pepper tried to decide which of them to dump her beer onto. Then decided it was a waste of perfectly good beer.
“So who are you into?” Tony asked. “Michelle Rodriguez? Xena? Agent Scully? I had a lesbian roommate, I’m pretty sure how the hierarchy goes.”
“Not a fictional character. Actually, I’ve kinda always had a crush on—“
***
Maria Hill was acclimating well to being an executive at Stark Enterprises, though she’d developed a proclivity for pantsuits. That… wasn’t a downside, as far as Pepper was concerned.
The very next day, Tony led Pepper to her office, ignoring the scads of sexual harassment information she tried to summon up on her phone.
“Pep, Maria and I are men of action,” Tony explained.
“Aside from the small fact that Hill is a woman.”
“I meant it in a metaphorical sense. We shoot straight, we talk tough, no bullshit. I’ll be direct, but polite; firm, yet flexible. Sensual, yet commanding.”
“Please don’t be either of those last two things.”
They arrived at Maria’s office, Tony barging in while Pepper hurried to shut the door behind him. Maria was enjoying her corner office, looking over a stack of files while casually elbowing a gravity toy through its motions. She’d quickly discerned that anything as complicated as that would function as a Tony Stark deterrent, but she’d failed to reckon on a Tony Stark motivated by the promise of girl-on-girl action.
“Hill, while you were a SHIELD agent, did you ever have to sleep with someone to maintain your cover?”
Pepper locked her sinuses between her knuckles. She supposed Tony could afford a lawsuit.
Maria did not even look up from her papers. “Yup.”
Tony sat down eagerly in the chair before her desk, though he locked his left leg over one of the armrests. “Okay. Say I were to give you a bonus for having sex with Pepper here. How big a bonus would it have to be?”
Maria looked at him, then at Pepper. “Mmm, ten thousand.”
Pepper’s hands locked on her hips. “Hey! You know, some people would pay to have sex with me.”
“I know I do,” Tony said, extending his fist for Maria to meet.
Maria kept looking at Pepper, now in open appraisal. “Would she top or bottom?”
“Definitely top,” said Tony.
“Then ten thousand dollars. Sorry, Potts. Has to be a limit.”
“Do you take checks?” Tony asked.
“Usually, I take wire transfers to a Swiss bank account, but why drag things out? And you know if your check bounced, I’d destroy you.”
“My country club says the same thing…”
“I don’t have to top,” Pepper said.
Maria raised an eyebrow. “Oh, alright. Eight thousand.”
Pepper squeaked a little.
Tony paused in filling out his check. “That does seem a little high. What are you going to do, have the last living descendant of Vincent van Gogh paint you going down on her?”
“Can you tie your shoelaces with your tongue?”
“No.”
“I can. Eight thousand.”
Tony signed the check. “Pepper, I hope you appreciate how great I am at giving presents.”
***
They started as soon as Tony left the room, something Maria made clear was nonnegotiable. Maria hit some buttons under her desk: security shutters dropped over the door, the windows, a few of the air vents. Maria stood up from her desk, opened up her belt, and dropped her trousers. Her panties showed under the tail of her dress shirt, flat and functional.
She walked past Pepper to a bureau, one of many with sensitive files, and unlocked the bottom one with a key from her breast pocket. She took out a box, set it on her desk. Her forceful, efficient movements already had Pepper doing the lust thing, following the rolling buttocks atop her nylons with total adoration. Maria sat at her desk once more, this time rolling the chair back almost to the window. She patted her leg.
“Sit. Maybe it’s more comfortable than the other chairs.”
Pepper stood up, aware of feeling very vulnerable in her skirt and blouse—so undressed, even with Maria half-undressed. But she was proud of the figure she had to offer Maria Hill. She walked around the desk and straddled Maria’s thigh, finding it very warm, and a tingle began where her sex kissed Maria’s flesh that Pepper knew would only grow and grow.
“So how do we do this?” Pepper asked. “I’ve never… prostituted before. Do I have to take you shopping first? Richard Gere bought Julia Roberts a lot of nice clothes in—“
Maria kissed her suddenly. It was firm, assertive, almost the way Rhodey kissed, but softer somehow. But Pepper barely felt it. She was feeling her cunt on the welt of Maria’s hose. When Maria stopped kissing her, her muscular thigh jostled a little, opening Pepper up a little wider. “I have nice clothes already.”
Pepper moaned gently, embarrassedly. She was squirming on Maria’s thigh, almost humping her leg.
“I don’t think this is the first time you’ve considered what sex would be like without a dick involved.” Maria smiled to put a double meaning on her words. “So why don’t you just tell me what you’ve been fantasizing about.” Her gently manicured fingers rolled over Pepper’s legs, going up to her skirt, unzipping it, pulling it away. Pepper blushed as her lace panties were exposed. Compared to Maria’s, she felt like a French maid.
“I…” Pepper bit her lip. Maria’s hands hadn’t gone away. Now they were massaging her thigh, the tips of her nails so close to Pepper’s sex that she thought she’d die if they actually touched. “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a woman with a strap-on.”
She wanted to plunge her eyes down to her shoes, but Maria’s eyes held her gaze. Those eyes deep, disconcerting, made tolerable only by the raise of one of Maria’s eyebrows. “Oh really?”
“Yes.” Pepper squeezed her thighs tightly on Maria’s leg, charging herself with electricity. “I thought it might be… different.”
“You’re pretty straight, Ms. Potts, if you don’t mind my saying.” Maria stood, Pepper having to cling to her to keep from falling off, but Maria slipped from her grip to deposit Pepper atop her desk. Maria kept it quite clear. She crisply moved the files she’d been going over onto her chair, set her laptop down on the floor, and the entire desktop was cleared for Pepper.
Pepper felt somewhat intimidated by the idea. Then Maria opened the box she’d retrieved and Pepper knew what intimidating really was.
Inside was an assortment of sex toys that made Domo Arigato’s arsenal look like a My Little Pony toyline. Maria looked through them for a moment before settling on a viciously long one. It looked highly efficient, as did all the rest. Like if it weren’t rounded into a phallus at both ends, it could sit on her desk and serve as visual interest, part of her sleek aesthetic.
Maria poked Pepper with it, smirking at how Pepper bit her lip. “Relax. I’ll go first.”
After taking off her panties, Maria got up on the other end of her massive oak desk. Her legs splayed on either side of it, letting Pepper see her vividly pink cunt. It was damp already; Pepper doubted that was just at the prospect of a windfall. Then Maria gripped the dildo in both hands and touched it to herself.
“Ahh,” she sighed, like she was taking her first sip of a Chianti. She slid it in, drew it out, slid it in further. Pepper watched in amazement, only able to look away when she felt a lascivious grin directed at her. “Don’t look so shocked,” Maria said, easing the dildo into herself once more. “Romanov used to love it.”
“Wait, you and… Natasha?” The thought of Natasha, not just naked, but with another woman, put Pepper into overdrive. She needed to be fucked. She needed to be fucked right now.
Maria could see it all over her face. “Try it out, Potts. That’s what the other end’s for.” She let go of the dildo, leaned back on her hands. The other end now laid on the desktop, pointed at Pepper.
She scooted down the desk until she was almost sitting on it, then gathered her breath and took the other end in her hands. It fit snugly between her fingers, not as big as it looked. About as thick as Rhodey’s, and she’d taken him fine. Better than fine…
“Just put the tip in,” Maria said encouragingly. “I’ll do the rest.”
Finding her lungs once more empty, Pepper forced them full again. Then she drew the crotch of her panties aside—it felt safer than taking them off—and… probed herself.
It felt nice. Not electric, or fiery, or explosive. Just… nice. It was almost disappointing, but Pepper felt mostly reassured.
Maria inched forward, gently working the dildo into both of them. Pepper whimpered a bit as it was driven, squirming, into her, but she felt an answering warmth with the intrusion. Less disappointing. Much less.
“Stop me when you’ve had enough.” But Maria’s grin was more smug than reassuring. “That might happen.”
Feeling a wellspring of competitiveness within her, Pepper shifted forward herself, impaling herself on the dildo even as she spiked it into Maria. The spy’s head lolled back, her lips parting in a silent moan.
Now there was only a foot of silicone between the two women. Pepper’s end felt so nice inside her, not too much but more than enough, and through it she could feel every motion of Maria’s athletic body. She could smell their scents mixing. She wanted to reach down and touch herself as well, but she was almost afraid of what Maria would do.
“Move it,” Maria said, her voice soft but with the cadence of a drill sergeant. “Reach down, hold it in that well-manicured hand, and fuck us both with it.”
Pepper did as she was told. As she’d said, she didn’t need to top. Once she had a firm grip on the dildo, she jerked it an inch in Maria’s direction, receiving a delighted gasp that was nice as fine chocolate. She pulled back, feeling it move inside herself, just as good as a man. But almost better was doing the same to Maria. She thrilled to Maria moving her hips to meet Pepper’s thrust.
“Not half-bad, Potts,” Maria said reservedly.
Pepper fucked both of them with it, masturbating herself and Maria at the same time, making both of them moan and cry out. Pepper usually tried to be a little dignified in the bedroom—a little—but hearing Maria pant and grunt somehow gave her license to be as loud as she wished. And she did, because it felt even better than it had with Darcy. For the first time, she felt in charge of this woman, superior to someone who under normal circumstances could kill her with a dry-erase marker.
“Not bad at all,” Pepper corrected.
“Better all the time,” Maria agreed, and the way her smile trembled told Pepper she was on the verge of orgasm.
“Bring me your tits,” Pepper ordered.
Maria leaned forward, pulling open her jacket, ripping open her blouse, but Pepper was the one who roughly pulled her bra aside. She came down ravenously on Maria’s chest, biting and sucking while her arms wrapped around Maria to hold her in place. Maria’s hips surged as she was pulled into Pepper’s lap, now fucking herself on the dildo, masturbating Pepper at the same time.
But she couldn’t take being so submissive forever. Pulling Pepper off her by the hair, now it was Maria that clawed through Pepper’s top, grabbed what was left of it and used it as a handle to force one heaving breast to her mouth, where the nipple was sucked on loudly, wetly, domineeringly. Pepper took up fucking herself on the double dildo, fucking it into Maria, it was all the same. She felt herself on fire, the flames rising, about to transition from a raging orange to a serene blue.
Screaming, Pepper threw herself forward, grabbing hold of Maria’s hips as she literally mounted her atop the desk, Maria’s head and shoulders hanging off the edge of the desk but she kept a death-grip on Pepper’s breasts, fucking them with her mouth as Pepper drove the dildo deep inside her, fucking herself harder than ever, grabbing Maria’s tits with both hands and looming over her as she penetrated her, forcing Maria to come right alongside her, the two women kissing and clawing and fighting each other until the dildo was lost between them, their clits mashed together, bodies mauled into a mutual orgasm, a murder-suicide, that left Pepper beached atop Maria’s body as it hung halfway off the desk.
“Okay,” Pepper said when she caught her breath, “maybe I do have to top.”
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