Tony raised his eyebrow. “Do I hurt you?” For now he was a little afraid that he did, so he loosened his grip hoping that everything will be okay. “I just… I didn’t know what I hugged you so tight. I’m so sorry,” he whispered with fear in his voice.
“Shhh, no. I’m fine.” She dragged in a deep breath, nonetheless, and then slid her fingers into his hair. “Shhh, Tony. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. I won’t leave you.” She pressed kisses to his temple, to his forehead, to his jaw and cheek.
“Are you sure that you’re okay?” He wanted to be sure, because he really didn’t want to hurt her on any way. He just sighed looking at his little angel. He even didn’t know what he could do now. Maybe he was little afraid even to press her to himself tighter, even if she told him that he did nothing to her… But still…
“Tony, I’ve worn corsets tighter than your hold just then. I’m /fine/.” She gave him a lopsided smile, teasing and light. “I thought I told you not to stop kissing me … ”