An Iron Resolve Ch. 57 (Marvel)(Time Travel) (Patreon)

A/N: Back to Captain Carter, heh~

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Right jab, dodged.

Left jab, deflected.

Elbow, blocked with the forearms.

Knee, pushed back down by a palm.

High kick, ankle grabbed in an iron gras- oh fuck.

Peggy Carter’s world turns upside down as Pepper Stark yanks her around like a ragdoll and summarily slams her into the mat. A groan leaves the Super Soldier’s lips as she feels another bit of soreness added to the already existing soreness that’s been building up over the last couple of hours.

As anticipated, Pepper Stark is a hellion on the mat. She’s stronger than Peggy, just like her husband… and quite good with her hands too. Not in that way, of course!

Huffing at her own thoughts, Peggy blinks as she suddenly sees a hand in front of her face. Gratefully taking it, she lets Pepper pull her up to her feet. They’re both sweaty at least, but where Peggy’s body is positively screaming at her, Pepper is all smiles, not truly winded in the slightest. Of course, the longer they stand here the better Peggy feels… but she has nothing on Pepper’s recovery speeds.

“Incredible as always, Mrs. Stark. I just can’t seem to keep up.”

Letting out a laugh at that, Pepper shakes her head.

“You keep up just fine, Captain Carter. Training with an Asgardian Warrior for a couple years will put anyone head and shoulders above the rest. I got lucky enough to have the estimable Lady Sif at my beck and call for a time, that’s all. Frankly, with Sif leaving for Asgard, I’m just glad I’ve got someone of your strength and speed to help me get rid of all of my baby weight. And I thought I told you to call me Pepper.”

Before Peggy can answer, Pepper’s Personal Assistant rushes up with a pair of water bottles for the two women. Darcy Lewis is a cute young woman, Peggy has noted… and apparently trusted with all of Stark’s secrets, because she’s been at Pepper’s side throughout every one of these training sessions so far. And she’s seen some things that should have given her questions about both Pepper and Peggy’s true nature, but none of it has made her so much as bat an eyelash.

“Thank you, Ms. Lewis.”

“Sure! You looked amazing you know! Both of you! Also Morgan woke up from her nap, but Happy is with her.”

Peggy smirks slightly as Darcy unabashedly runs her eyes up and down both her and Pepper’s bodies after giving that short status report on Pepper’s daughter. If the younger woman’s boss cares about Darcy’s wandering gaze, she certainly doesn’t make any mention of it. If anything, Pepper is all but posing for Darcy (and Peggy) though it could also be argued that she’s simply enjoying the bottle of water that Darcy has just given her.

Well, right up until she pours some of it onto her upper chest and top, letting out a happy little sigh. Peggy tries hard not to stare. Really, she does. In the end… she decides to just get back on subject.

“Thank you for the compliment Ms. Lewis, but I know full well how outmatched I am by Mrs. Stark. It’s one thing for her to be stronger than me… I’ve fought people who were stronger than me before. But it’s more than that. I only wish I could go up against Lady Sif… she’s clearly an exceptional instructor.”

Of course, Peggy had gotten to see some of Sif in the Battle of New York, when they’d wound up fighting on the ground side by side as Thor had taken to the skies and Agent Barton had gone for a nearby rooftop. She had to admit, the Asgardian woman was beyond incredible in the short time they’d been comrades. Unfortunately, Peggy hadn’t gotten much chance to talk to her before she and Thor had left for Asgard.

“Now, now. There’s no reason to talk down on yourself, Peggy. I’ve seen footage from New York. I’ve seen you saving people and fighting off Chitauri… and all in two inch high heels at that. You know the media calls you Tony’s ‘battle-secretary’?”

Peggy flushes at that. It wasn’t like she’d had time to change into her uniform or even retrieve her shield. And even if she had, doing either of those things would have definitely caused some trouble for Tony, which she hadn’t wanted to do. Even still… ‘battle-secretary’ was a bit of a downgrade from Captain Carter. So why did it make her blush, just a little bit?

“In fact… let’s switch things up a bit, shall we? Darcy, go and get Captain Carter her shield. Oh and that jump rope as well.”

Peggy blinks as Pepper suddenly goes into no-nonsense CEO mode. Her dutiful PA is quick to carry out her boss’ instructions, even as Peggy looks a little confused. She only gets more confused by what happens next. Pepper takes her shield from Darcy and then hands it over to Peggy… and then she takes the jump rope, yanks Darcy over to her, and begins tying her hands behind her back.

The young PA squeaks but doesn’t resist or even pipe up to ask what Pepper is doing… so Peggy doesn’t either. She just watches as Pepper rather expertly restrains Darcy, before humming and considering her for a moment.

“Would be better with a gag… but good enough. Alright, sit down here, Darcy.”

Forcing Darcy to sit in the middle of the mat, Pepper looks over at Peggy with a wide, wicked grin as she holds her PA by her shoulders.

“Let’s run a scenario, Peggy. Ms. Lewis here is my hostage. You’ve been sent to rescue her from me at all costs. I don’t want you to hold back. I want you to internalize this… if you don’t save Ms. Lewis from me, I WILL do terrible, no good things to her later. I will punish her for every minutes you fail to get her out of my clutches. Do you understand?”

Wincing, looking down at Darcy only to find, surprisingly enough, that the PA doesn’t look at all bothered by the prospect of this punishment, Peggy hesitates.

“Not… really?”

Sighing, Pepper grins.

“It’s really simple. I’m trying to prove a point, that you fight much better under pressure then in some spar. You’re looking down on yourself, but you aren’t even being pushed to your full potential. So listen carefully. I WILL punish Ms. Lewis for your failures. If you want to stop that, you need to save the hostage. Understood?”

As she says ‘understood’, Pepper grips down a little too hard on Darcy’s shoulders, making the seated, bound woman whimper a bit. Peggy takes an involuntary step at that, only to realize exactly what Pepper is trying to do her. Smiling like the cat who caught the canary, Pepper lets go of Darcy’s shoulders and steps out in front of her. To her credit, she moves a few feet away from Darcy, closing the distance between her and Peggy until they’re only a couple steps apart.

“Well, Captain Carter? If you’re not going to save Ms. Lewis… who is?”

It’s a good motivation, truth be told. And armed with her shield, Peggy really doesn’t have to hold back. She still does though… at first. She can’t help it, Pepper isn’t a real enemy and this is just a simulated exercise, not anything that’s truly life or death. But then… Pepper turns things up a notch.

“Not trying hard enough, Captain Carter! At this rate, you’re going to fail Ms. Lewis entirely!”

Pepper had been holding back before, Peggy realizes. And even armed with a Vibranium Shield, the CEO of Stark Industries is able to hand Peggy her ass. Captain Carter is tossed back and forth across the room, until eventually… she starts to really try. She’s not sure when it happens, just that suddenly she’s going full tilt. Pepper responds with the same, to be fair. They’re fighting like crazy.

Until finally, Peggy takes it too far. She’s been bouncing her shield off of surfaces for a while now, smacking it into Pepper here and there. However, most of the time Pepper has been dodging… easily. And that starts to get to Peggy, until finally she’s not holding anything back anymore. Her shield is thrown, bounces perfectly… and slams into Pepper’s back with a meaty ‘thunk’.

They both freeze at that. Peggy’s eyes widen in horror as Pepper has to reach back behind her and PULL Peggy’s shield out of her flesh. Oh god, what has she done? More than that, how strong is Pepper’s spine that it wasn’t just cut all the way through by the shield’s razor sharp edge? But no, the biggest concern is what she’s done.

“Pepper! I need… we need to call someone! Oh god, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-!”

“Peggy! Peggy, it’s fine. No need to worry. I heal fast.”

… What? Peggy looks, eyes growing progressively wider as Pepper’s blood flakes off of her shield’s edge, turning to dust. And then the red head twists and turns, showing how her body has already healed up, the small of her back where she’d yanked the shield out of her flesh barely showing a small cut that vanishes a moment later. She’s blemish free.

Peggy stares, brown eyes wide in disbelief. But then, she shouldn’t have been surprised. Tony had told her outright, hadn’t he? He hadn’t just stopped at recreating the Super Soldier Serum. He’d improved on it. And apparently that meant making him and his wife nearly immortal.

Pepper suddenly whips the shield back at Peggy, though it’s a half-hearted throw at best and Peggy is able to catch it without issue. Then, the red head grins crookedly at her.

“Shall we continue? You still haven’t saved Ms. Lewis.”

That causes Peggy to look to Darcy, horrified by the thought of the younger woman being traumatized by what she just witnessed. Except Darcy barely reacts to Pepper’s injury. She’s still sitting there on the ground Indian Style, her hands tied behind her back by the jump rope.

Peggy opens her mouth… and then closes it for a second before finally shaking her head and dropping her shield to the ground.

“I… I surrender.”

That gets a raised eyebrow from Pepper.

“Oh?”

Biting her lower lip, Peggy slowly nods. There’s more than one way to save a hostage, after all.

“Just… let the hostage go and take me instead. I’m more valuable of a prisoner. You’d have the one and only Captain Carter at your mercy.”

Now Pepper has a look of interest in her eyes.

“I like your thinking, Captain Carter. You understand, of course, that this means I’ll be taking you to my master, yes? He’ll likely want to lord your defeat over you. Have his wicked way with you too. Are you sure you don’t want to leave Ms. Lewis to her… punishment?”

Wait, what? Peggy’s brain short circuits for a moment before she realizes several things in quick succession.

Number One, despite just being nearly bisected by Peggy’s shield, Pepper had just taken the opportunity to turn this into some sort of erotic roleplay… or at least, an offer of erotic roleplay. She was basically offering Peggy a threesome with her husband out of nowhere… while leaving just enough wiggle room to drop the subject if Peggy reacted negatively.

Number Two, Darcy Lewis’ punishment was always going to be sexual, wasn’t it? In fact, glancing at the bound PA, Peggy sees that Darcy is giving her a particularly intense look now… as though she’s just realized Peggy was a threat to her fun with this ‘hostage swap tactic’.

Number Three… Peggy Carter hasn’t gotten laid since she woke up from the ice and at this point her own fingers just aren’t doing it for her. She’s got it so bad she started looking into sex toys on the internet, only to belatedly realize that people could see her search history, at which point she’d deleted everything and avoided her Stark Computer for the last several days.

And here Pepper was, offering Peggy an opportunity to blow off some steam, relieve some stress… and all for the low, low cost of being dominated by the Starks.

Swallowing thickly, Peggy doesn’t even have to think about it. She places her hands together in front of her, touching her wrists to one another, and slowly descends to her knees.

“I won’t back down. Take me as your hostage and let Darcy go. Whatever happens… happens.”

Peggy’s heart is pounding in her chest. She’d read up on roleplay on the internet as well during one of her binge searches and she knew it could become erotic. She just… hadn’t known it would be this fun to play the defeated heroine. She was-

“Fuck that!”

Jolting, Peggy looks over to see Darcy suddenly struggling to her feet. It takes the poor dear a second because… well, her hands are still tied behind her back, but she manages to scramble up all the same. Peggy frowns as Darcy walks over to Pepper and strains to whisper in the red head’s ear. Even with Darcy up on her tiptoes, Pepper has to lean down to let it happen. Eyes on Peggy the entire time, Pepper listens to whatever Darcy has to say… and then chuckles softly.

“Very well.”

Reaching behind Darcy’s back, she unties her PA, pulling free the jump rope after a moment. Then, she walks right up to Peggy and winds the jump rope around her wrists, making a solid knot in no time at all and with a good amount of slack for her to pull on as well. In the process, Darcy walks up alongside Pepper with her hands on her hips and a wicked grin of her own on her ruby red lips.

When Peggy gives them both a confused look, Pepper lets out another soft laugh.

“As it turns out, Captain Carter… your noble sacrifice was for nothing. For you see, Ms. Lewis here… was under my employ all along.”

Uh, what? Peggy doesn’t quite get it until Darcy spells it out more clearly.

“It means I was always on her side. I was never a real hostage, I’m her minion and you basically let us capture you for no good reason. Now we’re going to do all sorts of nasty things to you until Mr. Stark gets here to really put you in your place.”

Oh… oh! Now Peggy gets it. Oh, that would be particularly crushing for a heroine like she was supposed to be to find out, wouldn’t it? She does her best to let her face fall, while also trying to maintain a visage of defiance and stalwart resolution.

“You won’t get away with this. Not any of you. Even if I fall today… another will rise to take my place.”

That sounded pretty good, didn’t it? Of course, even as Peggy is internally patting herself on the back, Pepper has to one-up her. The ‘villainess’ lets out a laugh and reaches out to caress Peggy’s cheek… before slapping her hard enough that Peggy actually feels it. Left tingling, the red head’s eyes dance with delight as she runs a hand through Peggy’s brunette locks before beginning to drag her off of the mat and out of the sparring room.

“Well, whoever it is… I hope they’re just as delicious as you Captain Carter. Because I’m rather certain I’m about to eat you all up.”

Peggy tries not to squeeze her thighs together too hard as she’s dragged to her ‘doom’. Fuck she had it bad. At least she was finally going to get laid…

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A/N: Darcy and Pepper rather hamfistedly introducing Peggy to roleplay sex, lmao.

Next time, Tony joins the fun~