As if on cue, the doorbell finally rang. Reluctantly, Summer pulled away from Tony. “We’ll make him go away quick.” She reached out for his wrist, hesitated, and grabbed his arm. “Come on, pizza, movie, dim lights, cuddling.”
Tony rolled his eyes and went to pay for the pizza. “Pick a movie,” he yelled behind him as he walked towards the door. “And try not to set anything on fire.”
“Set anything on fire, what the fuck, Tony,” she grumbled under her breath. His movie collection was enormous. Fortunately, she quickly spotted the Enterprise among all the other fancy packagings, and pulled it down. “Star Trek okay?”
Tony returned a moment later box in hand. “Really with my giant collection of chick flicks I keep just for female visitors you go for Star Trek?” He laughed as he set the box down on the table in front of her. “I knew there had to be a reason I like you.” He smirked sitting down on the couch putting his arm along the back so Summer could cuddle in close when she sat down.
“Oh, sure, I really want to watch a reminder of all the things that hurt.” Summer rolled her eyes, dropping into the couch beside Tony. She tucked herself under his outstretched arm and snagged a piece of pizza from the box. “Star Trek has cute boys, cute girls, and excitement. Much better.”
“Hmm? ‘m just cuddling, Tony.” Her stomach growled. “Um.”
“Right.” Tony grinned. “Just cuddling.” He looked down at her and smiled hearing her stomach grumble. “Where the hell is that pizza guy?” he laughed, running his hand through her hair.
As if on cue, the doorbell finally rang. Reluctantly, Summer pulled away from Tony. “We’ll make him go away quick.” She reached out for his wrist, hesitated, and grabbed his arm. “Come on, pizza, movie, dim lights, cuddling.”
Tony rolled his eyes and went to pay for the pizza. “Pick a movie,” he yelled behind him as he walked towards the door. “And try not to set anything on fire.”
“Set anything on fire, what the fuck, Tony,” she grumbled under her breath. His movie collection was enormous. Fortunately, she quickly spotted the Enterprise among all the other fancy packagings, and pulled it down. “Star Trek okay?”
Tony pulled away from the kiss with a crooked smile. “You know Summer? I think you’re a pretty damn special lady,” he said softly as he ran his hands through her hair.
“Flatterer,” Summer whispered. Her eyes slid closed at the feel of his hands in her hair. “That’s /so/ nice.” Shyly, she sneaked her fingertips under the edge of his shirt, tracing idle patterns onto his skin.
“Summer, is this your not so subtle way of asking me to take my shirt off?” He grinned looking down at her. “If that’s what you wanted all you had to do was ask.”
“Hmm? ‘m just cuddling, Tony.” Her stomach growled. “Um.”
“Right.” Tony grinned. “Just cuddling.” He looked down at her and smiled hearing her stomach grumble. “Where the hell is that pizza guy?” he laughed, running his hand through her hair.
As if on cue, the doorbell finally rang. Reluctantly, Summer pulled away from Tony. “We’ll make him go away quick.” She reached out for his wrist, hesitated, and grabbed his arm. “Come on, pizza, movie, dim lights, cuddling.”
Tony pulled away from the kiss with a crooked smile. “You know Summer? I think you’re a pretty damn special lady,” he said softly as he ran his hands through her hair.
“Flatterer,” Summer whispered. Her eyes slid closed at the feel of his hands in her hair. “That’s /so/ nice.” Shyly, she sneaked her fingertips under the edge of his shirt, tracing idle patterns onto his skin.
“Summer, is this your not so subtle way of asking me to take my shirt off?” He grinned looking down at her. “If that’s what you wanted all you had to do was ask.”
“Hmm? ‘m just cuddling, Tony.” Her stomach growled. “Um.”
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?”
“Only a bit less.” Tony grinned pulling her into a deep kiss, his hands still wrapped around her back. “A good portion of me still wants to stand here and make out with you for the next four hours.” He smirked.
“I like that idea,” she murmured. “So, it doesn’t bother you? What I can do?”
“Oh no I think you’re the devil and I’m terrified of you,” Tony teased, pulling her in closer. “But I kinda felt like that before so I guess I’ll keep you around.” He craned his neck down to place a kiss on her lips.
His kiss muffled the laughter, and she could tell he was joking. She let herself relax into the current knowledge of his heart, forbidding herself to worry about the future. She shivered against the strength of his arms, pressing against him, a soft moan escaping the kiss.
Tony pulled away from the kiss with a crooked smile. “You know Summer? I think you’re a pretty damn special lady,” he said softly as he ran his hands through her hair.
“Flatterer,” Summer whispered. Her eyes slid closed at the feel of his hands in her hair. “That’s /so/ nice.” Shyly, she sneaked her fingertips under the edge of his shirt, tracing idle patterns onto his skin.
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?”
“Only a bit less.” Tony grinned pulling her into a deep kiss, his hands still wrapped around her back. “A good portion of me still wants to stand here and make out with you for the next four hours.” He smirked.
“I like that idea,” she murmured. “So, it doesn’t bother you? What I can do?”
“Oh no I think you’re the devil and I’m terrified of you,” Tony teased, pulling her in closer. “But I kinda felt like that before so I guess I’ll keep you around.” He craned his neck down to place a kiss on her lips.
His kiss muffled the laughter, and she could tell he was joking. She let herself relax into the current knowledge of his heart, forbidding herself to worry about the future. She shivered against the strength of his arms, pressing against him, a soft moan escaping the kiss.
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?”
“Why miss Summer-sweetness have you been keeping a secret?” Tony grinned. “Is it something awesome? Are you an assassin that was hired to kill me but now you’re totally in love with me? You don’t even know how long I’ve waited for that to happen.”
She dissolved into giggles again. “No, it’s not that kind of secret. I don’t know if you’ll think it’s awesome, either.” She sat up, glancing around. “Have you got a candle?”
“Why the hell would I have a candle?” Tony laughed. “I mean what the hell would I even do with a candle?” He slid Summer off his lap and stood up to walk over to the kitchen. “What self respecting dude just has a candle laying around?” He dug into a drawer. “There’s your damn candle,” he grinned, tossing a small tea light candle to her.
She caught it quickly, and set it on the counter. Both hands went behind her back. “Watch.”
The candle lit.
“That’s a new thing,” she noted. “It’s not my real ability.”
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.
“Why miss Summer-sweetness have you been keeping a secret?” Tony grinned. “Is it something awesome? Are you an assassin that was hired to kill me but now you’re totally in love with me? You don’t even know how long I’ve waited for that to happen.”
She dissolved into giggles again. “No, it’s not that kind of secret. I don’t know if you’ll think it’s awesome, either.” She sat up, glancing around. “Have you got a candle?”
“Why the hell would I have a candle?” Tony laughed. “I mean what the hell would I even do with a candle?” He slid Summer off his lap and stood up to walk over to the kitchen. “What self respecting dude just has a candle laying around?” He dug into a drawer. “There’s your damn candle,” he grinned, tossing a small tea light candle to her.
She caught it quickly, and set it on the counter. Both hands went behind her back. “Watch.”
The candle lit.
“That’s a new thing,” she noted. “It’s not my real ability.”
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.”
“Why miss Summer-sweetness have you been keeping a secret?” Tony grinned. “Is it something awesome? Are you an assassin that was hired to kill me but now you’re totally in love with me? You don’t even know how long I’ve waited for that to happen.”
She dissolved into giggles again. “No, it’s not that kind of secret. I don’t know if you’ll think it’s awesome, either.” She sat up, glancing around. “Have you got a candle?”
“Why the hell would I have a candle?” Tony laughed. “I mean what the hell would I even do with a candle?” He slid Summer off his lap and stood up to walk over to the kitchen “What self respecting dude just has a candle laying around?” He dug into a drawer. “There’s your damn candle,” he grinned, tossing a small tea light candle to her.
She caught it quickly, and set it on the counter. Both hands went behind her back. “Watch.”
The candle lit.
“That’s a new thing,” she noted. “It’s not my real ability.”