You turned around and walked straight back to the elevator not even bothering to put your stuff in your car at all. You waited for several tense moments before the elevator quietly dinged and the doors slid open. Thankfully, it was completely empty because after the day you'd just had you really didn't want to have to avoid the awkward questions you knew were going to come your way from your co-workers about how Tony was dealing with Pepper's very public announcement of her divorcing him. On top of that you didn't really want to be the one to have to explain that it wasn't your place to tell them any of Tony's business whether it was about his new pending divorce or what he ate for lunch.

As the doors closed and you called out, "FRIDAY," and was immediately rewarded with the AI saying, "How can I help you Miss (Y/L/N)?" You smiled and said, "I need to go to the floor that Tony is on." She didn't verbally answer but you felt the elevator begin to move and you smiled brightly and said, "Thank you, FRIDAY!" A few quiet moments went by as you checked your Facebook on your phone and your heart broke even more for your boss. Pepper and he were the number one trending item on Facebook and people were not holding back voicing their opinions of him at all. You damn near threw your phone against the opposite wall when you read one user's comment that said, "Tony Stark should go throw himself off a building after everything he's done. Pepper stayed by him through his partying, through his blatant disrespect of the governments of the world and who even knows what else! Pepper deserves so much better than him!"

You were so distraught over that comment that you didn't notice that the elevator had stopped and the doors had slid open revealing none other than Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson and Clint Barton who were all looking at you curiously. You got the feeling mid-scroll through your Facebook that you were being watched and almost jumped out of your skin when you looked up and saw the three men standing there. Sam immediately burst into laughter and choked out, "Sorry," after being smacked on the back of the head by Steve and Clint simply shook his head and offered you his arm as you walked out of the elevator. "So what's going on on the wonderful internet this evening?" Clint asked with a smirk. You couldn't help but crack a small smile as you said, "Oh not much. Just everyone is throwing my boss under the bus and forgetting that he's saved everyone's asses countless times regardless of how much of an alcoholic egotistical asshat he can be sometimes."

You'd all just turned the corner into the meeting room as you said "alcoholic egotistical asshat" when you came face to face with the entire Avengers team. In the far corner stood Thor who was talking quietly to his brother Loki and two people you assumed to be Jane and Dr. Selvig, Natasha was already walking towards you with none other than Bucky Barnes himself trailing behind her, Bruce Banner and a few younger people you hadn't been introduced to yet but you knew for a fact one was Spider-man due to his lycra suit, Wanda and Vision were in the corner immediately to your left Wanda talking quietly but quickly as Vision leaned back against the wall with his eyes closed. There were other people there that you knew by sight only and you stopped dead in your tracks as Natasha walked up to you and said, "Hey, (Y/N), we have a situation...and it's about the alcoholic egotistical asshat."

You about swallowed your damn tongue because first of all if Natasha Romanoff herself is saying that there's a situation in your general direction there's a very good chance that that doesn't mean anything good and there's also a slight chance that your ass could be grass. "W-What's going on?" You ask weakly looking from her to Steve and back again as you dropped your stuff in the corner. Natasha slung her arm around your shoulder and said, "Relax, you've done nothing wrong." You both walked over to sit down and the giant table that sat in the middle of the room and she began to explain everything. "I don't even have to ask if you know about Stark's old partying days at this point. I do however need to ask a favor of you and it is going to be...well awkward is putting it lightly. You see, Tony has a mansion on both coasts and practically all over the world. However there's one mansion that he rarely visits unless he's extremely depressed." She stopped talking and chewed on her lip for a moment.

You were beginning to put the pieces together but you didn't think you were quite where she was trying to get you to so you simply nodded and kept quiet as she continued on. "What I need you to do is...I need you to go and get him." She said softly. If you weren't squirming due to everyone's eyes on you before you damn sure were now. "You...what?!" You half shrieked. "Where even is this place?" You asked her with a note of panic in your voice. "Well..." She began but was cut off by Loki growling, "Oh for Norns sake's it's in England. Stark took some medicine to sober up and told everyone that he was going to England for a while and that he was not to be bothered unless it had something to do with you." Natasha hit him with a glare that if it were a mortal man he would've been weeping for mercy at her feet. Loki, however, simply rolled his eyes and said, "You were tiptoeing around the bloody subject."

Before Natasha and Loki could break out into an all out war you'd stood up placed two fingers in your mouth and whistled extremely loudly causing everyone in the room to clap their hands over their ears. "Enough! Both of you! Now Natasha, what exactly did he say he wanted from me?" You said loudly as everyone slowly lowered their hands from their ears. "Well...he didn't exactly say he wanted anything. But he did say not to bother him unless it had something to do specifically with you." The red headed assassin said as she rubbed her left ear. You furrowed your brow and tried to think of any reason at all that would lead your boss to only want to be bothered by or for you. The only reason you could come up with was that he was a notorious playboy but seeing as how you'd only kept things professional around him you hardly thought that could be the reason.

"Alright, well...I suppose I could go get him. It'll take a few days before I can get a plane ticket and...why are you giggling?" You looked up and saw that Steve and Natasha were both laughing. "Doll, I think you forget just who you work for." Bucky spoke up from behind Natasha. It took you a moment but then it hit you. Your boss was Tony Stark aka Iron Man aka richest playboy in America who had Quinjet's at his disposal. "Look it's been a really long day you guys." You said smiling sheepishly. Sam and Bucky both started laughing and Natasha simply pulled you into a hug. "Sweetie, get used to really long days because they happen more often than not. Now since we're kinda running on a tight schedule and we've narrowed down where he MIGHT be to three locations. One in France, one in Ireland, and one in England. I'm going to have to lend you some of my clothes in order for you to get to Paris to the first house before Stark decides to leave for another of his mansions." She said as you both stood up and she began leading you to the elevators. You'd heard a few people gasp when she said she was going to let you borrow some of her clothes and you tried to brush it off but you knew without having to ask that this was kind of a big deal.

You took the elevator up four floors until you were on the floor that she, Bucky and Steve all shared and she led you immediately to her room. You sat on the bed as she yanked a large suitcase with wheels out of her closet and began to fill it full of all kinds of clothes including but not limited to dresses and lingerie. "Really, Natasha? I mean I love your style in lingerie but the man just found out he's getting a divorce." You said half laughing as you looked over at her. She snorted and rolled her eyes and said, "Babe, even if you don't do anything with him you can still have a couple of one night stands over there. But seriously if they try and rip any of that off of you stab them. I mean I can replace it all no problem but still it's principle at this point." You both looked at each other and then burst into laughter. "Mind if I grab a shower right quick?" You asked as you shook your head and reached down and grabbed a pair of tight black jeans and a tank top from the suitcase. "Sure go ahead. It's down the hallway third door on your left. But you aren't leaving until day after tomorrow so you may as well take your time." She said as she smirked and turned back to her closet now intent on which shoes you should go with.

You spent the first day and a half looking over all the files of the houses you were going to be going to. The Avengers and Director Fury made it absolutely clear that if he wasn't at the mansion, you were to hide all the liquor you could find and immediately lock the place down with a code that only yourself and Nick would come up with an hour before your departure. After that you were to move on to the next house on the list and do the same if he weren't there as well. "In the event that Stark has had the foresight to know that we would come after him and not allow him to wallow in self pity he will most likely be in an undisclosed location that we've not been made aware of. If that's the case, you will return here and we will dispatch the Avengers to go and collect him." Nick says as you finish the surprisingly lengthy Ireland file. "Understood." You say as you stand up hellbent on going to your room and using your new battery operated friend to relieve some tension from the unnecessary stress that Stark has caused.

"Good. You're dismissed. Be ready for departure by 1200 hours tomorrow." Nick says as he turns and walks out of the meeting room. As soon as you hear the door click shut behind him you tear out of the room and head towards your temporary room in the Tower. You'd been made an honorary Avenger and with that title came a room as well. It was also offered to you since it would take you two hours by subway to get back and forth to work otherwise. As soon as you reached the door to your small apartment on the tenth floor you punched in the code then very quietly let Friday know to let the others know that you'd be unavailable for the rest of the evening for personal reasons. "Yes ma'am." The AI responded and you could have sworn that you heard a smirk in her tone but shook it off as you walked inside and shut and locked the door behind you.

You had your pants and underwear already shucked off and your fingers on your clit by the time you reached your bed and ripped open your bedside table drawer. "Oh fuck!" You whisper as your legs tremble and you pause as you feel slick wetness drip down your thighs and you smirk darkly and grab your phone and take a pic before climbing up on the bed and grabbing your vibrator and spreading your legs. You turn it on low and start to relentlessly tease yourself with just the tip of it until you can feel your pussy practically drooling before you slide the vibrator inside and turn it up to medium.

"Oh my fuck!" You gasp as your head falls back onto the pillow behind you and your hips buck of their own accord as you pump the toy slowly in and out. "Fuck yeah right there!" You gasp before grabbing your phone and taking another picture of the toy inside of you and the wetness making a plate sized spot on the sheets beneath you. "Fuck it!" You whisper as you throw caution to the wind and turn the vibe all the way up and begin to grind your hips. You lean up and yank your shirt over your head and chuck it into the corner and begin to pinch and twist at your nipples before backing off essentially edging yourself until finally you feel the orgasm hit and you quickly clap a hand over your mouth as you cum all over your toy and sheets but you don't stop. Three more sessions later and you're exhausted and can barely manage to stand long enough to change the sheets and get another shower before collapsing in bed. The last thought in your head before you pass out from exhaustion is the question, "I wonder how many times Tony would make me cum?"