“um shouldn’t I put o some clothes first”
“na the bakini is sufficient if you feel cofertable”
“wow..I feel a litlle scared”
“its ok I will remote pilot you out to the yard and be with you all the way”
Peppor layed into the crimson armor noting the cold metal touching her bare skin.
She got a little closterfobic when the plates closed locking her inside but Tonys voice calmed her as the HUD pped on the visor and he piloted the armor up threw the launch tunel.
The feling was amazing flying by the pipes and beams and up and out into the sky.
Tony opened some of the vents letting air rush in and tickle her body. She relaxed on the armor trusting fully that her lover and friend would never let anything happen. She was starting to get wet again from the ligt humming and vibration mesmerised by the joy of flying Stark had given her when tony landed the armor outside the traing grounds and gave Peppor full control calmly talking her threw the controls as she started running about and firing light repulser baems about than prepared herself for her dream, to fly his armor herself. “It cant be too hard,” she thought “Happy figured it out by himself” so she stood as he instructed palms down feet together and focused on the screen as well as made the right te and finger movments, and suddenly the armor moved upwards! She was only a couple feet up but that alone was something to marvel, SHE WAS FLYING! She e...