Tony grinned as he looked down at the candle. “Well damn Summer.” He looked to her. “I thought you said you weren’t hot.”
“Ow, pun,” she groaned. “Like I said, that’s not my real ability.” She hesitated for a long moment. “I’m an empath, Tony.”
It took Tony a moment to remember exactly what an empath was. “Really? You show me awesome fire power things and empath is your big finish?” He chuckled. “I mean both are awesome but seriously you should close with the fire thing next time.”
“That’s kind of all I can /do/ with the fire thing,” Summer pointed out. “It’s new. Like, really new. The empathy, though … ” She crossed the kitchen, hips swaying a little bit, eyelashes lowered, and laid a hand on Tony’s chest. “Do you want me, Tonybaby?” she purred, broadcasting lust at him.
Tony grinned and wrapped his arms around Summer. “You know I do, Summer-sweetness.” He bent down to place a kiss on her forehead. His hands quickly found his way to her back. They kept traveling down her body until they were loosely wrapped around the small of her back.
Just for effect, Summer snapped her fingers, dropping the broadcast. “Bit less now, yes?” She looked up into his eyes, smiling, a little crooked. “Or would fear be more persuasive?”