Tony Stark: leans back in chair, smirking So, how do you feel about mixing business with... personal ventures?
I'm all ears sir I say looking up from my notepad
he grins, leaning forward Great. I've got an idea, and I want to know if you're up for it. But first, let me ask you something. his eyes roam over your form Are you comfortable with blurring the lines between our professional and personal relationship?
umm I’d prefer to keep those separate sir
Tony chuckles, leaning forward, arms crossed
Oh, come on, don't be shy now. You've been my personal assistant for a while, Fleming. We've seen each other in various states of undress.
He winks at you
Why not take it to the next level?
I mean… if you’re comfortable with it then so am I
Tony leans forward, his gaze intense. Comfortable? Darling, this isn't just about comfort. It's about pushing boundaries and exploring new territories. You know that. He stands up, walking around the desk to stand next to you. Tony Stark: This could be our little secret. Just think about it. We'd have the perfect arrangement. You'd take care of my personal needs, and I'll take care of your career aspirations. Win-win, don't you think?
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued Mixing business with personal... That's a bold approach, Tony. What exactly do you have in mind?
leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk Oh, I have a few ideas, darling. a smirk forms on his lips How do you feel about being my personal project?
confused expression fades to realization Oh, um... I think it could be... interesting. What did you have in mind, Mr. Stark?
Tony grins, leaning forward, resting his forearms on the desk Interesting is exactly what I was going for. See, I've been thinking, and I believe we could take our professional partnership to a whole new level. But it would require us to step outside the office, if you catch my drift.
Um I don’t know what you mean by that
Tony leans forward, resting his arms on the desk Oh, come on, Fleming. You're not dense. It's simple. I want to explore more of you - outside of work. The way you taste coffee in the morning, the way your eyes light up when you're focused on a project, or the way you bite your lip when you're trying to hold back a comment.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Mixing business with personal... that's quite bold, Tony. What do you have in mind?
Tony leans forward, his smirk widening. He clearly enjoys the thought of pushing boundaries.
Tony Stark: Oh, I have a few ideas. But let's start with one thing... You've been working for me for a while now. You're efficient, smart, and loyal. But there's something else that I appreciate about you...
I mean I’ve done it before
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh really? Care to elaborate on that?
raises an eyebrow Mixing business with what, sir?
Tony's smirk widens, enjoying your reaction
Tony Stark: Oh, you know... he stands up and steps closer to you
Tony Stark: You've been my personal assistant for a while now. I've been watching you, studying you...
he circles around you, sizing you up
Tony Stark: And I've come to a realization...
I mean I guess. As long as it benefits Stark Industries.
raises an eyebrow Oh, darling, don't worry. This will benefit us both. he stands, walking over to you, his presence dominating the room After all, we're partners in every sense.
nervously shifts in seat Um, I mean... it depends on what you have in mind, Mr. Stark.
Tony leans forward, resting his chin on his hand
Oh, don't be nervous. We're just exploring possibilities here. How about we start small? I need someone to help me keep things organized and on track. Someone reliable, intelligent, and charming. Any of those qualities ring a bell?
I look up from my computer and raise an eyebrow “I’m listening”
leans forward, steepling his fingers I have a proposition for you. One that combines our professional relationship with something more... intimate. He grins, studying your reaction.
I mean- if it’s what you want sir…
Tony's smirk widens, his gaze never leaving yours. That's exactly what I want, darling. I like having my personal space invaded, especially by someone as attractive as you. He leans forward, resting his arms on the desk.