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[threeolives]

It's late at night and they're fucking in the lab again. Rhodes knows it's a bad idea. It's been a bad idea ever since Tony first introduced it into their once professional relationship and it doesn't make it any better that it keeps happening, whenever Rhodes feels like he's going insane without it or Tony just wants it.

Rhodes needs Tony to build weapons and stay under control and protect the free world, but what he gets is Tony on top of him, his weight pushing him down against the cold glass table, scattered chip cards digging into his back as Tony's teeth rake his neck. Rhodes' coc---

[ Thankfully Pepper can interrupt the transmition before it gets too much more graphic. ]

What--? How did that even-- That is private!

[ Then, when she realizes it's still recording, ] …And I did not write that!

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[punchedhitler]

[Oh man why is Steve on the Network]

What?

[threeolives]

[Why??]

Oh god, Steve...

[On the one hand she's freaking out that Steve saw this. On the other, she's immeasurably grateful that the curse didn't leak some of the Iron Man/Captain America fan fiction she has saved.]

[skintoskin]

[He laughs.]

Oh, man, that is so fuckin' lame. Don't you have any good gay porn?

[threeolives]

[Pepper will laugh at this tomorrow. Today she's just too mortified.]

That's not-- it barely qualifies as porn. It's just some stupid fan fiction I found on the internet. ...About my boyfriend. And his best friend. That I saved. Oh god.

[skintoskin]

Barely, yeah.

[He shrugs.]

Maybe you saved it because you liked it. Sex is sex, Sergeant Pepper. It doesn't make you... I dunno, some kind of creeper, you know?

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[doeswhathewants]

You know, I read this one about you and the Black Widow, once....ah- nevermind.

[threeolives]

[ Pepper's face is starting to match her hair. ]

Me and Natasha?

[Video

[alwaysangered]

[Bruce looks shocked and amused.]

Where did that come from?

[threeolives]

The internet. Originally. But this particular passage is [ Oh god does she really have to say it? ] bookmarked on my home computer. Back in New York. I don't even have it here, I don't know how the phone could broadcast it.

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[boutant]

If it helps, we did have a curse where people wrote these things.

[threeolives]

It does help, thank you.

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[charring]

Y'know, I woke up this morning and thought 'Gee, I really should stuff my device in the fridge today'. Now I know why.

[Guess what, Pepper? She's teasing.]

[threeolives]

If I thought that cold could prevent this sort of thing, I'd toss mine in a vat of liquid nitrogen. I'm sure Tony left one lying around somewhere.

[orangetoughguy]

Wow.

[threeolives]

[ Just... a sigh. ]

I didn't write that.

[warmachine]

What is this?

[threeolives]

[ Oh god, Rhodey. The absolute last person she would have wanted to see this. Tony might have taken it with humor, but Rhodey she feels like she's actually hurt. ]

It's innocent, I swear. Well, the writing isn't, but the reason I had it is.

[Video]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

This is definitely a special curse.

[He's doing a very good job suppressing his laughter, okay.]

[threeolives]

[ She's doing a terrible job suppressing her humiliation. ]

Special's one word for it.

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[studmuffin]

Not my ship, but hey. I'll take it. Nobody can get fanfiction.net here.

[ He does prefer Cap/Iron Man though, all those heaving muscles. ]

[threeolives]

[ These are words Pepper wishes she didn't understand. ]

It's not like I was trying. I really wasn't trying.

And do I even know you?

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[latenightfondue]

Interesting storytelling y'got yourself going on there, Pep. Got something you wanna share with the rest'a us, huh?

[threeolives]

No, Mr. Stark, absolutely not.

[bettercallit]

No need to be embarrassed. We've all got our secrets.

[threeolives]

Just because you're not well known enough for there to be stuff like this written about you on the internet doesn't give you the right to be all high and mighty over it. [ She knows. She's looked. ] Just give it time, Mr. Super Spy.