“Are you sure you want to let me win?” Tony smirked. “Could you really handle cleaning this place for a month and calling me Mr Irresistible while you do it?” He grinned as he opened his mouth to playfully bite at her thumb. “It’s up to you.” He grinned holding up his hand to see if she would take it.
“Not ever going to be that easy, Tony.” Summer ignored his hand, pressing her thumb against his tongue for a quick moment before swooping in to kiss him again, tongue tangling with his. A deep hum broke from her throat as she closed her eyes, angling just enough to keep from bashing their noses together.
Tony smiled against the kiss and wrapped his arms around her bringing them closer. He moaned a little as Summer’s tongue pressed against his own. “Glad to see that year of down time didn’t leave you too rusty.” He smirked.
“Like riding a bicycle.” Her breathing was a little rough and her cheeks flushed. “Because you’re inspiring.” Summer twisted herself free of his arms, choosing to straddle his lap instead. That put their faces at a level, and she smiled, a much different smile than she’d ever shown him before: softer, warmer, relaxed.
“I feel like I’m the bike in this situation.” Tony laughed placing his hands on her hips as she straddled him. “Should I be wearing a helmet?” he teased before raising his head up for another kiss.
“Doubtful,” she mumbled, drawing away from his mouth to put her head on his shoulder. “We’ve now very nearly reached the end of my practical knowledge.” She brushed her nose against his neck, breathing softly on that point just behind his ear, which for her was almost painfully sensitive. “Answer me something, Tony.”