All right last chapter guys, sorry about the long wait.

Set during the end of Iron Man 3, shortly after Tony fixes Pepper.

Perfectly Needed

They aren't in Paris, or Italy. It doesn't start out with a candle lit dinner and an expensive bottle of wine. They don't whisper words of love and devotion. There isn't even a sexy strip tease or music to set the mood.

No, it starts in a building still under renovation, the smell of paint hanging in the air. The room is bare, but freshly carpeted, with nothing more than a bed, one nightstand and a lamp.

With the windows dimmed to block out the New York skyline and lights off Tony navigates towards the bed using nothing more than the light from the reactor embedded in his chest.

Not a word is spoken as he slides into bed behind Pepper wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. Melting back into his embrace Pepper doesn't question but instead relishes in a level of closeness they haven't had in weeks. Not since his broken confession and warm shower, before everything went to hell. Nose buried in her hair, it isn't long before he gently slides his hand under the hem of her shirt, lazily running arbitrary patterns along her skin. There's nothing sentential in the way he moves, only a clear desire to be close.

Pushing the hem of her shirt higher, he gently slides his palm along her pale skin, she isn't sure if she's the one shaking or it's him. Shifting against her he moves to press strong lingering kisses to her neck, breathing her in deeply between kisses. Neither says as word as his hand continues to trace along her side running along the bottom of her ribs. Shifting in his arms Pepper begins to turn over, his lips sliding up to captured hers as he moves to settle between her thighs.

The tender kiss turns heated and with it her heart begins to pick up speed. Now she knows she is shaking, but so is he, and it's nothing either comment on it. Pepper squeezes her eyes tightly against an onslaught of tears when he pulls back from the kiss, fighting against the overwhelming emotions as the last few weeks come crashing down on her. While Tony chooses to hide his face, clearly trying to cover his own emotions by pressing a strong lingering kiss to her temple.

She had spent hours numb, convinced the police would pull his lifeless body out from under the rumble of their home now sitting at the bottom of the ocean. Through kidnapping and experimentation she still feared for him more than herself and knowing he would take all the blame. And even with the defeat of the bad guy true safety was still just out of reach. She had spent weeks feeling like a prisoner in her own body, fearful she would hurt him with the virus running ramped through her body.

Stopping instantly when heat begins creep along her body with a blush, fear bubbles up as thoughts of Extremis fills her head. Swallowing thickly she struggles to keep the fear down knowing it's irrational, Tony has already ran her through stress tests and blood work giving her the clear, she trusts his work.

"You're alright," Tony reassures her hoarsely no doubt reading the reason for her freeze.

Tony says no more of her momentarily tense body while he slowly works off her shirt; she's quick to relax when he hides his face again, pressing his lips to her breastbone. He leaves behind a trail of wet kisses pausing for several breaths in between each kiss.

Breathing once again, goose bumps breaking along her skin the lower he gets; she's unable to stop herself from rolling her hips when he presses his mouth against her hipbone. His movements are slow and deliberate, there is still nothing sexual in his intent, she can tell he's attempting to do is commit her to memory, acting more for peace of mind than anything else.

The last few weeks had been stressful for him as well.

He slides back up her body slowly, hands still wondering and his lips find hers again. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders she desperately clings to his tank top pulling herself closer and tugging the garment off his body, needing to feel his skin against hers. Throwing the shirt off the bed Tony barriers his nose in her hair letting her openly explore, while he drowns in her scent.

Momentarily transfixed on the arc reactor she smiles softly at the blue light bathing her in a warm glow, reassuring her his heart is still beating strong. Her fingers ghost over the skin around the metal casing, before dipping down his sternum and moving lower. Brushing her hand against his erection tenting in his sweatpants, Tony groans low in his throat instinctively pushing into her hand. Pepper rubbing gently through the fabric several times before slipping her fingers into the waist band of his pants, pushing them down; they are discarded quickly along with her shorts.

He grins down lazily at her while he settles properly between her thighs, pressing a kiss to her forehead before sliding in.

Pepper shutters, locking her legs at his hips when he's at his deepest, holding him in place, though he seems in no hurry to move. Holding her tight and, his nose buried in her hair it's several seconds before her grip relaxes and he begins to slide out.

With every thrust more tears fall but with it an invisible weight seems to lift from her chest. Tony kisses and wipes at the trail of tears his own mixing in with hers. Slipping down to her mouth he swallows up a whimper, kissing her hard, his hands digging into her hips as he drive into her again setting a faster pace.

The movement shifts quickly from slow and reassuring to frantic and desperate, fear replaced with frustration. The pace becomes pounding and rough pushing back hard Pepper digs her nails into his back whimpering and shaking as her own release nears. Gasping for air the pace never slows as sweat builds and their chests heave. Eyes closed Pepper chokes on a scream her head digging into the pillow while her back arches her orgasm shuttering through her.

Tony never once slows his movement pushing into her now hyper sensitive body while she's left to whimper helplessly beneath him. He brings her to a second orgasm before his own body gives out, coming with a cruse on his lips.

It may not be a moment bathed in candles and flowers, filled with sappy words and cheesy one-liners, but it is just what they need.

A/N: All right guys that's it, I hope you all enjoyed this little series! Please review and share your thoughts :)