Step away from the fish

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“You really need more persuasion?” Tony asked in disbelief. “I called you a pain in the ass and kissed you. What else can I do?” he laughed.

“No, you idiot, I /need/ you to kiss me some more, somewhere that I’m not breaking my neck trying to get to your mouth.” Summer rolled her eyes at him.

“Well then.” Tony grinned before pressing their lips together again. He slowly tried to slide his tongue into Summer’s mouth and grinned when she allowed him.

She didn’t let that kiss go on very long before breaking off and looping her arms around his waist. “Come,” Summer demanded, steering him toward the chair she’d been sitting in just a moment ago.

“You got something planned for me Nerd girl?” Tony teased as he was pulled towards the chair. “Hope it involves you holding my hand so I can win this damn bet.”

“Yes, it involves me not having to stretch upward all the time,” she retorted, pushing him down. “You in a hurry to win, geekboy?” One hand on the back of the chair, she threaded the other into his hair, thumb brushing over his mouth. “You want me to let you win?” she murmured, laughing into his eyes.