Pepper Potts was not immune to bad decisions. Tony Stark was often the first example she cited of this.
Not that being with Tony had been a bad decision. No, she’d loved him more than she thought humanly possible, more than she feared she could ever love again. But when they’d first gotten together… Well, Tony liked to have fun, and that had resulted in more than a few close calls. Memories Pepper now treasured, memories she wouldn’t sacrifice for the whole wide world, but ones she had found… beyond humiliating at the time.
So no, Pepper Potts was not immune to bad decisions. But this?
If this was a bad decision, it was the best bad decision Pepper had ever made. Said decision being the first kiss she’d received in almost three years, a kiss she was currently sharing with the most beautiful woman Pepper had ever had the good fortune to lay eyes on.
Sarah Wilson, the woman had introduced herself as with a soft smile, and it was within that breezy warmth where Pepper immediately saw the resemblance between her and Sam. It’s a pleasure to meet the famous Virginia Potts.
Pepper had laughed. The image of herself the world saw was nothing like the woman Tony had known, the woman Rhodey and Happy and Morgan knew. And yet… something told her Sarah understood this. The pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Wilson. And you can call me Pepper.
Ms. Wilson, actually. Sarah’s brown eyes had glittered in the bright light of the gala. But ‘Sarah’ is fine.
And just like that, they’d hit it off, and Pepper found herself glued to Sarah’s hip the rest of the night. They talked, they danced, they touched with a tenderness and a spark that sent chills down Pepper’s spine and—well, one thing had led to another and they were now pressed together in a private room Pepper knew no one would find. She could taste champagne on Sarah’s lips as Sarah kissed her with a stubborn gentleness that made Pepper’s stomach soar. She barely withheld a displeased murmur when Sarah pulled away.
“Hey.” Sarah’s voice was softer than her lips as she tucked Pepper’s hair behind her ear, moving her other hand to run a thumb over Pepper’s cheekbone. “You sure you want to do this?”
Pepper melted like butter under Sarah’s warm gaze, determining in less than a second that the best course of action was to kiss her again, maybe a little more feverishly, a little more desperately than before. Sarah responded in kind, and Pepper allowed herself to dissolve into Sarah’s touch.
This couldn’t be a bad decision, Pepper decided, her arms snaking around Sarah’s neck as Sarah deepened the kiss. No, not when it was the first time in years she felt so good.
