#reeddoom

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Tony Stark was well known for kissing people. Or more. That was just part of the fame, of the public lifestyle he led. Kissing beautiful people, usually before opening a bottle of champagne or revealing some grand new fire-truck-red-with-gold-trim invention to the world!

And apparently, he also kissed skinny scientists.

That last bit was the surprising part, to Reed. So, when he returned home and hugged Sue and helped get the kids to bed he stared into a mug of tea as she heated up leftovers for him and he waited, uncomfortably, to admit things. That was marriage, after all, it was about telling the truth even when you weren't sure what happened.

"Sue?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"...I kissed Tony Stark." He mumbled. Sue froze where she was, in the midst of rummaging through the silverware drawer (which Franklin had recently rearranged), and Reed flinched, half-melting in his seat as if to slide under the table in embarrassment. "I guess, he kissed me first, but I kissed back- and I want you to know that I feel awful about it-" He started, and she turned to him, eyebrows raised, and held up a hand to silence him.

"...Stark kissed you?"

"...yes." He peered up over the edge of the table, still slowly liquifying under it, and to his surprise she didn't look disappointed or upset...instead she laughed, a short, bright sound of glee. "What?"

"So that's what that was about! Stark called me right after supper. Said he was sorry and when I asked what for he backtracked and hung up. I guess he thought I'd find out sooner." She chuckled, and went back to finding a fork. "Men. I swear."

"...You're not angry?" Reed ventured cautiously, and re-solidified in his chair, picking up his mug again.

"Well...I suppose occasionally having to deal with your desire to kiss handsome men is just something I'll have to live with." She walked to him, setting a plate and silver before him, and kissed his forehead. "Although you realize this means you have a type."

"A type?!" Reed frowned at her, and she smirked, challengingly.

"Handsome scientists in power armor." She clarified.

He looked absolutely insulted. "I do not have a type! And if I did, it wouldn't be scientists in power armor." The fact that his cheeks were going pink seemed to suggest otherwise. "At best, it would be that I like staggeringly intelligent men. Like myself."

Sue pulled a face at him, and he stuck out his tongue, feeling pedantic.

"You're such a twat, Reed Richards." She mumbled.

"I also like impossibly beautiful, perfect blonde women who happen to be attracted to staggeringly intelligent and incredibly handsome scientists." He smirked and wrapped his arms around her waist from halfway across the kitchen, dragging her to his lap, where she sat with a huff and crossed her arms.

"...okay, then, where are these staggeringly intelligent and incredibly handsome scientists?" She asked, looking around with mock confusion.

"Apparently, at Stark Tower." Reed grumbled, looking positively wounded and releasing Sue, who stood and leaned against the edge of the table, looking thoughtful. "...So you're not mad at me?"

"Reed, I might be slightly annoyed if you kissed Victor again-"

"And I've regretted mentioning that happened ever since."

"-but clearly it was a nice kiss, and Tony seemed pretty sure I'd kick his ass if he didn't apologize about it, so no. I'm not mad." She smiled, and leaned down to kiss Reed, who relaxed at the touch of her hands cupping his jaw. As she pulled back, she sighed, softly, and they looked at each other long and deep. "If you do want to sleep with Tony Stark, though, I'm either watching or somebody's got to take pictures."

"What?!" Reed's voice pitched up into an impressive squeak, and Sue grinned wickedly as she looked over how red his face had gone.

"I'm just saying, Tony's not half bad lookin'. And he's got quite a reputation in bed-"

"Oh, Sue, don't-" Reed covered his face with his hands, embarrassed deeply, and she laughed.

"-it could be fun! Besides, he's totally your type-"

"I do not have a type!"

"-I bet he'd even let you do him in that big fancy lab of his-"

"SUE."

"-you're right. You should invite him to see your lab here, it's much sexier-"