Tony Stark's and Pepper Potts' sweetheart, adorable, and famous daughter and the speedster superhero. When a friendship turns to love with a few rocky events, will the obstacles they face bring them closer..? Or will it tear them apart..?
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"What's up with you never coming down here anymore?" Sam shrugs and Bree looks up from her phone as she steps out of the elevator.
"I come down here all the time." She smiles softly and sits next to Pietro.
"No, you don't." Pietro sings while shaking his head a bit and she turns to him. "You're always up there."
"Oh. Sorry, I didn't realize." She chuckles nervously as Morgan climbs up on the couch beside her. "At least, I'm not all the way in LA."
"Yeah, you're here." Bucky nods and she tilts her head with a grin.
"Here." Sam nods again and she turns away to pull Morgan closer.
"I agree." Tony shrugs and she turns back with wide eyes and an agape smile.
"Well, I am three floors up." She nods with attitude. "You come visit."
"We're all down here." Thor raises a brow.
"Then, go up there." She folds her legs up in front of her. "You all have legs. Use 'em." She shrugs and Pietro chuckles while pulling her thighs down on his lap.
"Damn, dick." Clint nods.
"You're all yelling at me." She throws her arms out with wide eyes and a small laugh. "You all lose your ears too?"
"Oh, my God." Pietro laughs a bit and her arms drop with a sigh.
"Jesus." She lays her head on his arm to turn to her phone. "You are all so stressful." She whispers while they smile at her. "Where's Peter when you need him?"
"He's with May." Tony chuckles. "He's saying bye to her before he leaves."
"He's coming back here for a bit, right?" She quickly lifts her head and he nods. "Good, I didn't get a goodbye, so..." She sings with raised brows. "'Bout to beat his ass." She mumbles to her lap and they smile. "Don't get away Scott free."
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Silence and dim lighting fills the bedroom from the storm harshly pouring outside, while Pietro lays in bed with his phone, though he pays it no mind as his eyes stay glued to the woman in the bathroom, removing the makeup from her beautiful face.
He tilts his head while picking at his nails with furrowed brows, looking her over as she bends closer to the mirror.
"She doesn't have a clue." He whispers to himself while shaking his head.
He takes a deep breath and pushes the blankets off his legs to quietly make his way towards the doorway. He walks in and her eyes flicker up to him as he brushes his hand across her lowerback and grabs her hips.
She leans over the sink to splash her face with water and he inches closer, pressing his front against her behind. She comes back up with a small grin and grabs her washcloth to start patting down her face.
"What're you doing?" She asks in a quiet tone as he slides his hands to her belly.
"I just want to touch you." He leans his lips down to her neck and she smiles softly while closing her eyes with her hands up.
"Pietro, no." She breathes and he slowly grins against her skin.
"Why not?" He doubts while pushing his fingers in the top of her pants.
"I'm tired, Baby." She turns her head towards him slightly.
"I love when you call me that." He takes a hold of her breast under her shirt and she chuckles lightly while gripping the sink and hanging her head.
"I know." She nods with raised brows and a soft smirk. "But you're gonna have to keep that energy for another day." She states and his arms drop in disappointment with his forehead on her shoulder. "I know." She chuckles a pout and places her hand on his cheek. "I'm sorry, but I don't have any of that energy, right now."
She turns around and he stands up for her to lay her arms over his shoulders while he hugs her waist close.
"But you can have your head on my chest when we sleep." She shrugs and he chuckles. "Compromise."
"That's a good one." He nods in agreement, making her smile.
"Okay." She slides her hands down his chest. "Then go lay down, I'll be there in a minute."
"You know, you're no fun." He walks away with a teasing smile and she giggles with a fallen jaw.
"We have sex so often, I'm surprised my legs even work." She starts pulling down her hair, making him laugh from the bed. "Half the time I can barely even feel my legs, it's like I'm walking with weights attached to my thighs."
"Yeah, you're welcome." He nods upwards, making her smile.
