Monthly Archives: April 2013

Assassin’s Tango

iamvictor-roth:

iamthefirechild:

She whacked him on the knuckles with the chopsticks. “I said thank you, that kinda means I like it.” She put a piece of chicken in her mouth and made the “too hot” face, eyes watering. Opening her mouth wide, she fanned, sucking air in through the sides. When she finally recovered, she wiped at her eyes and asked, “Did you get anything for yourself?”

Victor gave her a look of mock hurt before smiling. “I’m glad you like it, darling.” His eyes grew wide at her reaction to the food, scared for a moment that she might be choking but relieved when she recovered. “You all right? An’ what do you mean? T’ wear? Uh, no, I didn’t…I figured I’d be alright in my boxer briefs. I was more thinkin’ of you being comfortable.”  

She waggled her eyebrows at him. “Okay, okay. What’s the plan for tomorrow?” Keeping one eye on him, she ate some more.

send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number

1: aggressive kiss
2: all over kiss
3: back kiss
4: cheek kiss
5: eyelid kiss
6: fingers kiss
7: firm kiss
8: first kiss
9: forehead kiss
10: french kiss
11: gentle kiss
12: ghost kiss
13: hand kiss
14: jawline kiss
15: last kiss
16: neck kiss
17: rain kiss
18: stomach kiss
19: underwater kiss
20: upside down kiss

kidtonystark:

iamthefirechild:

kidtonystark:

“Fuck I don’t know what to tell ya.” Tony shrugged. “All I got is you could move to some deserted island. Definitely no strong emotions there.” He grabbed her hand and held it tight. “I’ll try not to piss you off though. I’m already hot enough without being set on fire.”

“Tony!” Summer laughed, then blinked at him, processing more than the flippancy of the words. “You think … you think the fire came from the emotions?” That hadn’t even occurred to her. Calling fire was just a toy, really.

Tony shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe? I mean shit can go down when people lose control over their emotions ya know?” It made sense to him but he probably wasn’t explaining it well. “Maybe you’re like the hulk but just with fire and stuff ya know?”

“When I get mad I make fire?” It was sort of absurd-sounding. She sighed, leaning over to put her forehead on his hand. “Maybe I should do some experiments then. You’re the science guy, will you help me?”

Running || iamthefirechild

supercilious-pariah:

iamthefirechild:

Funny. She arched an eyebrow right back. “No longer capable of protecting yourself? You could hire a bodyguard.”

Come to think of it, although she’d been joking, what exactly was Tony Stark doing, just … running? Didn’t that Tower of his have basically every amenity known to man, and some only known to, well, Tony Stark, in it?

She looked him up and down, grinning. “Or you could run away. You’re all set for that.”

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He squinted slightly.

“I am perfectly capable of protecting myself. I just don’t necessarily want to, right now.”

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“Why would I hire a bodyguard? That just requires that I have to run at the same pace as them. What if they go too slow? Then I’m making them do a shitty job because they can’t keep up with me.”

He shrugged lightly, looking around for a moment before he looked back at her.

“What are you even doing?”

“People-watching. Making fun of you. Why?”

Oh, this was fun. He was supposed to be the most witty, smooth man in the world, and it was so /easy/ to make fun of him.

She rolled over, tried to get up, planted one hand on the end of her long braid, and sat down hard. “Ow. Swear words.” The second attempt went better, and she stuck her hands in her pockets as she sauntered over to him.

He was a long way up to look. At least eight inches taller than she was. Maybe more like a foot. She rocked onto her toes, slightly, smirking.