It was late when she finally got back to the compound. The run that she had agreed to go on with Steve had turned into coffee, then lunch and then shopping. The captain having the most wonderful way of taking her mind off things and cheering her up. And seeing his face as she had dragged him towards the lingerie shore, had been utterly priceless. His embarrassment only growing as she had looked though the rather expensive, but very flimsy frilly things, holding the occasional intimate item up to her body and asking his opinion. But he had stuck with her, which she truly did appreciate. Her worries about what Tony might be up to, and whether one day he might realise that he didn't love her, long gone.

With a slight spring in her step, she made her way to hers and Tony's rooms. She knew that he probably wouldn't be there; but this time she didn't mind. It would give her the chance to bathe and then change into the underwear that had made Steve blush the most; then, she would make her way to her husband's workshop and remind the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, of what he had married.

"Jesus Christ!" She exclaimed, as she pushed her way into the room. A strange sound coming from darkness, as she stood in the doorway, her shopping bags dropped to the floor. (Y/n) quickly calling out for the lights, to find that one of Tony's suits......her favourite suit, was stood in the middle of the room, facing away from her.

"What are you trying to do to me, Stark? Give me a heart attack........" She continued, gathering her bags and carrying them over to the bed. Her slight annoyance replaced by a soft smile, as she turned and saw the eyes and the arc reactor of the suit, glowing softly.

"Now.......why would you be here.......?" (Y/n) asked the suit, as she came to stand in front of it. Her fingers slowly moving over the cool metal of its chest.

"Don't tell me that the old man is running out of room and he's going to start storing you guys in here. Well, I suppose it could be worse, it could be that hot rod that still leaks oil. You know, my husband is many things: sweet, loving, funny, handsome......a genius; but no matter all that, a simple oil pan on an old automobile can still get the better of him........" She laughed, as her hand moved up to the face of the suit.

"But I will give him one thing.......he did a damn good job on you...." A shiver going down her spine as her chest pushed up against the suit. Her heart picking up its pace as she suddenly imagined the helmet moving up to reveal Tony smiling at her. The man and machine pushing her onto the bed.

"Now..........." (Y/n) distracting herself as she made her way over to the bed, rummaging through the bags until she found what she wanted.

"What do you think...........?" She enquired, as she turned around and showed the suit the barely there underwear.

"I have never seen Steve blush so much as he did when I held this up against myself; and if it turns Captain America as bright red as a tomato, I think that means Tony will love it.........." She chuckled, before grabbing a few other things from the bed.

"But before I find out whether I am right or not, I need a bath........See you soon, big guy........."

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(Y/n) finally climbed out of the tub, and wrapped one of the large, white towels around her, pulling a brush through her wet hair before finishing drying herself. She had heard a couple of sounds from the other room as she had bathed, but brushed it off, just assuming her husband had come in to look for something and then left again. But if he had gone, it just meant that she would still be able to surprise him in the workshop or lab; the notion of removing her dressing gown to reveal the silky undergarments in front of Tony. Of seeing his face as she made her way over to him and kissed him, was what she was looking forward to. The former agent looking at herself in the mirror, the new lingerie clinging to her skin, bringing a smile to her face.

"Well, what do you think......honest opinion......will this drive a certain billionaire, made with desire and lust.......?" The former agent asked the suit, as she made her way out of the bathroom; turning around to let it get a look at delicate intimates.

"I agree. But I won't know until he sees me. With any luck, he will ravage me right there on the floor........" She chuckled, as she made her way over to the bed, to retrieve her ornate, Japanese silk dressing gown. (Y/n)'s eyes widening as she turned around to find the suit had moved and was now right behind her.

"Whoa, there.....what..........?" The eyes of the suit seeming to glow brighter, as she could only fall back onto the bed.

"Hey......I'm not a bad guy..........F.R.I.D.A.Y...........F.R.I.D.A.Y..........!" (Y/n) told the suit, before calling for the AI. Her heart racing as no reply came. The suit catching her before she could bolt from the bed. Its hand gripping at her wrists, as it pushed her further into the mattress. The former S.H.E.I.L.D agent having no idea what to do, as the suit settled itself between her legs.

"TONY..........!" (Y/n) exclaimed, as the helmet of the suit suddenly opened up to reveal a smiling billionaire.

"Hi, honey.........."

"What the hell, Stark........you scared the shit out of me. Have you lost your goddamn mind.........." She continued, as she struggled against the grip of the suit that continued to hold her arms above her head.

"Its my surprise.......and you look breathtaking in that tiny amount of underwear, by the way..........."

"Your surprise........you blacked out everything, so I couldn't see the fact that you were trying to give me a heart attack by making me think we could have another Ultron on our hands.......Oh great.......brilliant idea........now get........oh............" (Y/n) rant ceasing and her eyes growing wide as she felt something warm and hand push up against the inside of her thigh.

"Tony.......is.......is that what I think...........oh god, that is definitely what I think it is.........." A moan leaving her lips as the feel of his warm body and the cool of the suit, moved against her. The helmet shifting away completely, so that Tony could place his lips next to her ear.

"I know that you like this suit, sweetheart. So, I thought we would try something a little different. Something where I can show you just how well man and machine can really work together. So lay back, because this is going to be a long night..........." He growled seductively. (Y/n) moaning again, as his lips moved down her neck. Her hips bucking upward as the cool of metal and warmth of flesh moved against her heated core; her legs wrapping themselves tightly around the machine, as he slowly pushed inside her. Two things crossing her mind before she surrendered herself completely to her needs and desires; that she love this man.....and boy did she love his suits.