“It involves asses, of course it is.” She switched to levering at his fingers, though she only ever managed to get one finger free at a time, and eventually gave up to helpless giggling. “What I do is much sweeter.”“So when you say asses,” he finally relinquished his hold on the couch cushion, his hand dropping to his chest, “do you mean we’re asses, or that it involves our asses?”
“Mostly the latter.” Seeing her opening, Summer swooped in and stole a quick kiss, the considered for a moment and came back for a longer kiss.
Tony returned the kiss both times, leaning his head back at a slightly odd angle to do so, considering he was on his back and she was sitting on him. “Gonna make me break my neck here, Sunshine.”
“Oh, I’m /so/ sorry,” she mocked, but flopped off him to the floor all the same. “Is this better, oh lord and master of all things technological?”