This is the result of Ls11 and I discussing how sex fics with Tony often seem prefect and how we just felt this was unrealistic, I jokingly had said '5 times the moment was not perfect and one time it was'. She demanded a fic and then was kind enough to hold my hand though this first chapter, so you all have her to thank for this new little fic :)

First Time Jitters

What starts out as a celebration for clearance on the site for the new Stark Tower, quickly turns heated as Tony pulls Pepper in for a celebratory kiss in the living room of his Malibu home.

Her fingers thread through his hair, their tongues battle for dominance and bodies pressed close. They separate for only small moments catching their breath, faces inches apart.

He doesn't question when her hands slid down from the back of his head, settling on the tie around his neck and removing it with minimal effort. He knows even with alcohol on both their breath from the party, it isn't enough to affect their decision. Pepper had informed him early on that sex was off the table until she could be sure he could handle being in an actual relationship. He had agreed whole wholeheartedly -much to her surprise- curious if he himself could do a relationship that was not just sex. At the time of the agreement he had thought it would be relatively easy, he had already gone roughly nine months without sexual gratification that involved someone other than himself; in short, the three months he had been dating Pepper had been absolute torture and he really was not sure how much longer his hand and overactive imagination was going to cut it.

He doesn't ask if she's sure now is the right time, he may have initiated their make out session, but it was now her calling the shots; her body speaking for her as she unbuttons his jacket and her tongue moves with his. They somehow manage to make it up the stairs to his bedroom, his jacket lost along the way and her heels abandoned on the staircase.

Laying her down on the side of the bed Pepper can't help but tease him a little more, running her hand along the front of his slacks, he doesn't disappoint. Whimpering he pushes closer grinding against her hand and spurring on her actions.

"Pep—" he starts when she squeezes him through the fabric, he cuts himself off with a throaty groan and his hips begin to buck.

Pepper freezes instantly, but it's too late. She feels him tense as he twitches in his pants and his body responds instinctively. She can feel the warmth of his semen spreading as he begins to soften.

"Shit," Tony breaths heavily coming down from his high, his body curled in just slightly and head bowed.

Pepper can't help but smile in laughter releasing him to lift his head, chuckling slightly as she leans in for a kiss "Who would have thought Tony Stark was an early shooter?"

The joking gin slips from her face. replaced with deep confusion when he pulls back from her, his eyes flying open, as he appears panicked. "I'm not."

Pepper cocks an eyebrow looking unsure as she gauges the man in front of her, a man she never thought was capable of being offended, now seems desperate to reassure her. "Tony I was joking," Pepper tries to reassure him, cupping his face again. "It's fine."

He shakes his head slightly, seemingly unconvinced. "It's not fine," he tells her adamantly and then presses his lips quickly to hers. "I'm gong to make it up to you," he promises.

"To-" the rest of her response is swallowed up as he hikes up her dress, and slides her down to the very edge of the bed. With her underwear discarded on the floor, he settles her legs on his shoulders and grips her thighs spreading them and buries his head between her thighs.

His goatee scraps along the delicate flesh, rubbing along her inner thighs while he works his mouth against her. His tongue moves expertly within the slick folds clearly trying to get her off as fast as possible.

"Tony," Pepper gasps, fingers twisted up with in the sheets as the pleasure builds her eyes squeezed closed as she whipper, squirming against his hold. His tongue swirls around for a moment more teasing her before he presses hard against her clit. Her orgasm comes hard, panting his name as she arches into him. He grips her thighs, holding her in place while he drinks her in, finally moving when she's no longer twitching beneath him. Lifting his head he can't help but grin at the sight that greets him.

Pepper lies against the bed eyes closed and panting; her skin splotchy and red with her hair fanned out behind her. Pulling himself up he slides over her, pressing his lips just below her collarbone.

Pepper squeaks in surprise, her hands flying up as she pushes him off her chest, her nose crinkled in disgust, "You're all wet and sticky."

Tony's grin widens, "That's all you Honey."

"Charming," Pepper deadpans her eyes falling closed in bliss as he rolls off of her.

Tony chuckles as he settles in next to her, wiping his face on the bottom of his dress shirt. "That wasn't quite how I imagined this was all going to go," he confesses with a heavy sigh.

"And how exactly did you imagine this all would go?" Pepper asks in amusement, her eyes still closed.

"Well for one thing I wasn't going to cum in my pants."

Pepper rolls her eyes as she sits up, she really doesn't know why he's decided it's a big deal, "It's fine-"

"It's not fine Pep," Tony groans in exasperation sitting up on his elbows, looking her dead in the eye. "You're not just some girl."

Pepper's expression softens with a smile as she leans into capture a kiss; she can still taste herself on him. "You worry too much Tony, it's just sex." She cuts off any retort he might have with another kiss, her hands making quick work of the buttons on his shirt.

"It's sex with you," Tony continues when she begins to trail kisses down his sternum, the arc reactor humming in her ear.

"You think too much," Pepper drawls, moving back up his body pressing her lips to his again. "No more thinking."

"Pep—" he starts, only to be cut off when she squeezes his penis.

"No more talking either," she warns against his lips, squeezing once more for good measure; chuckling he says no more pressing his lips to hers.

Their movements are slow, unhurried as they finish undressing one anther. He can't help but smile slightly when he unclasps her bra, and her breasts drop slightly, no longer supported by the fabric. No nips, tucks or silicone to be found on his girlfriend, something that pleases him greatly; he's always found the way silicon breasts sit unsettling defying the laws of gravity. Leaning in to capture the exposed flesh he's never seen; left to explore a body he's only dreamed of.

It isn't much longer until he's hard and she's dripping wet, though their speed stays the same as he slides into her, slow and steady. It doesn't last long as her legs wrap around his hips spurring a faster pace and her hands nestled tightly with in his hair. He watches, fully engrossed in her pleasure as her orgasm builds.

"Tony," she pants, settling her arms down around his neck while she rocks against him; her lips parted and eyes closed. Her movements become more erratic as he pushes into her, shifting to play with her left breast. Her skin starts to flush as she breathes deeper, then she gasps as her hips sharply buck upward. Her back arches as her mouth falls to a perfect O and her body spasms beneath him.

His own eyes are forced close as his orgasm follows quickly after her and her name falls from her lips. Sated, sweaty and tired he presses his lips to hers, blissfully happier than he's ever been.

A/N: Alright hope this was not too bad, be sure to review I'd love to hear your thoughts :)