Victor blinked. “I was only kidding love. Although, that is a thought. Being hired by SHIELD as a consultant,” he said thoughtfully.
“Don’t joke about confidentiality. I don’t ask you about your employers, do I?” She raised an eyebrow. “Am I going to have to teach you a lesson, Victor?”
“Well there’s not much to them love.” Then Victor raised an eyebrow as he stared at her, the tone of her voice sending sparks through his spine in a rather unfamiliar way. There was surprise yet intense curiosity in his eyes and maybe even, and he couldn’t believe it, a little arousal. “And how would you go about doing that darling?”
“Might have to spank you,” she murmured, chewing on her lip, eyes hooded. Her tone was speculative. One hand found its way back into his hair, fisting and tugging. “A little pain, just to drive my point home.”
He raised an eyebrow but gasped a bit when she grabbed his hair and tugged. His eyes locked onto hers, but he didn’t wrench away. “You might need a bit more than a little, Summer.”
“Oh?” she replied archly. “Do you /want/ to be punished, Victor … darling?” Despite the fact that he was above her, larger and stronger and faster in almost every way, the thrill of control sang in her veins. Deliberately, she rolled off the couch, circling behind it and sliding a hand under Victor’s chin, forcing his head back. “Be careful what you wish for.”