Re: Reception: Dancing - Pepper and Tony
"Dead goats don't give milk," she pointed out. "And I like them." Pepper had a hard time remembering they weren't really hers, that she'd given them to Thor and was only looking after them for him. It was more of a secondary ownership, if she could even claim that, but she still thought of them as pets. Pets who were capable of speech on a par with a two-year-old. "You leave my goats alone, Tony Stark - they make a vital contribution to your garden; one I bet you didn't even know you had." She smirked.
Pepper stopped dancing and blinked at him. "I would make a very bad bar wench." She had too bad a temper for it. Folding back into his arms as he kissed her, She smiled and shook her head, knowing what 'No more dangerous,' translated into, and telling herself not to think about it too much. She spent too many nights sitting up worrying as it was.
"Mmhmm - if you say so, dear." Smiling teasingly, she pressed a kiss to his eyebrow, raising one of hers. "Oh? I'm sure it wouldn't be difficult for you. You have plenty of time to plan for it."
A shiver ran through her as he drew her closer, and Pepper wrapped both arms around his shoulders. "Well, I was considering all the details, but what it really comes down to is size," she couldn't help smirking. "Neither of us has family," she hadn't spoken to hers in seventeen years, so for both of them, this was it. "Friends, teammates, co-workers, business associates, the press - how big is this going to get?" Neither of them were particularly religious either, so there was no need to go for any traditional service in a church, though the temptation to book St. Patrick's Cathedral, just for the spectacle, had crossed her mind.
"If we go big, it should be Malibu or Manhattan - where we live, or where we met. But..." she paused, reconsidering the idea before she proposed it. "If we limit the guest list, and only allow select members of the press out for the ceremony, I was thinking we might be able to use the island." They'd only gone there twice since he'd purchased it for her two birthday's ago. It had undergone extensive refurbishing and although it was intended for their private use, it contained plenty of guest quarters.
"We could get married on the beach just as the sun is going down," she said, picturing sunset in the tropics. "Have the guests holding those pretty lantern things and release them when we kiss." Pepper laughed, blushing, more than a little carried away with the romance of the image she'd painted, but it was a sweet thought. But she sobered a little. "The only part of it that really matters to me is you."
Her hand slid around from the back of his neck to brush over his cheek. "If you just want to go to City Hall and skip all the pomp - I just want you."