“Well, my clothes aren’t going to stay on for much longer, I can tell you that.”
“You want some help with that?”
“Well, my clothes aren’t going to stay on for much longer, I can tell you that.”
“You want some help with that?”
“It’s my birthday. It’s my birthday, it’s my birthday.” A happy giggle spilled from his throat. “This hasn’t happened since.. Well, last year.” He bit his lip, looking at the other. “You did remember my birthday.. Right?”
“Of course I remembered it. Are you drunk /already/?”
“No, stop, don’t look at me like that; it makes me feel like I’m naked.”
“Good thing I’m not a lady then. Throwing myself at your feet sounds painful. It’ll take more than a wink to get me into your bed for bopping.”
“How about two winks, then? I can improvise. I might even throw in a seductive smirk, while I’m at it.”
“A smirk would certainly help your case. What’s the matter, Tony? Forgotten how to /actually/ seduce someone?”
“Now, Summer. Someone with your charm, your intellect should know better.” A faint smile appeared on his face, a lustful look in his eyes. “Much.. much.. better.”
She shivered a little, eyes flickering closed for a second. “/That’s/ a good start. Keep talking like that.”
His tongue slowly licked his bottom lip before his teeth bit at the corner of it, holding it in place. He leaned forward, close to her ear, his warm breath going over her skin, “I’ve still got it.. Don’t I?”
She damned him for breathing right over that one spot that never failed to make her knees weak. “I don’t know, do you?” she managed to say, biting at her own lip and trying not to obviously waver on her feet.
“Good thing I’m not a lady then. Throwing myself at your feet sounds painful. It’ll take more than a wink to get me into your bed for bopping.”
“How about two winks, then? I can improvise. I might even throw in a seductive smirk, while I’m at it.”
“A smirk would certainly help your case. What’s the matter, Tony? Forgotten how to /actually/ seduce someone?”
“Now, Summer. Someone with your charm, your intellect should know better.” A faint smile appeared on his face, a lustful look in his eyes. “Much.. much.. better.”
She shivered a little, eyes flickering closed for a second. “/That’s/ a good start. Keep talking like that.”
“Well, it sounds better than going around saying I really wanna fuck someone, now, doesn’t it?” He laughs a small bit, “Well, I think it does.”
“Posssssibly. Not very seductive though. Oh, but I forget. You are Tony Stark, who has only to wink, and the women throw themselves at his feet.” She grins, eyes dancing.
“I do have that effect on the ladies.” Tony smirks, “And most men.”
“Good thing I’m not a lady then. Throwing myself at your feet sounds painful. It’ll take more than a wink to get me into your bed for bopping.”
“How about two winks, then? I can improvise. I might even throw in a seductive smirk, while I’m at it.”
“A smirk would certainly help your case. What’s the matter, Tony? Forgotten how to /actually/ seduce someone?”
“So, I haven’t bopped anyone since last Saturday. And I need a round of bopping. You up for it?”
She just laughs at him. “No wonder, if that’s how you refer to it.”
“Well, it sounds better than going around saying I really wanna fuck someone, now, doesn’t it?” He laughs a small bit, “Well, I think it does.”
“Posssssibly. Not very seductive though. Oh, but I forget. You are Tony Stark, who has only to wink, and the women throw themselves at his feet.” She grins, eyes dancing.
“I do have that effect on the ladies.” Tony smirks, “And most men.”
“Good thing I’m not a lady then. Throwing myself at your feet sounds painful. It’ll take more than a wink to get me into your bed for bopping.”
“So, I haven’t bopped anyone since last Saturday. And I need a round of bopping. You up for it?”
She just laughs at him. “No wonder, if that’s how you refer to it.”
“Well, it sounds better than going around saying I really wanna fuck someone, now, doesn’t it?” He laughs a small bit, “Well, I think it does.”
“Posssssibly. Not very seductive though. Oh, but I forget. You are Tony Stark, who has only to wink, and the women throw themselves at his feet.” She grins, eyes dancing.
“So, I haven’t bopped anyone since last Saturday. And I need a round of bopping. You up for it?”
She just laughs at him. “No wonder, if that’s how you refer to it.”
((Do you ever just get really into an rp and while you’re waiting you just…))
Summer damn near shrieked when someone spoke unexpectedly behind her. She wasn’t normally startled so easily. Then again, she didn’t normally spend the better part of five minutes staring at architecture and daydreaming about the designer, either.
She whipped around, one hand pressed over her heart involuntarily.
And there was nothing at all normal about the man standing behind her, clutching a coffee from down the street. “Mr Stark!”
He smiled at her and the reaction she had given, “I believe that’s my name.” Tony looked her over, taking a sip of the coffee. She was pretty. Very pretty, actually. His lips were brought away from the travel cup. “Do you need something, Ms..?” He trailed off in question, not having her name.
“Summer. Summer Rainault,” she said automatically. “I, uh, no. Maybe.” She hoped he couldn’t see her face heat in the dim light. “I was just looking at your Tower. It’s really,” she twisted, to look back up it, “amazing.” Before she let herself think too hard about it, she blurted, “Do you think I could go inside it? Just for a minute?”
He smirked at her question. “I don’t see why not, Ms. Rainault. If you’d just follow me, I’ll be glad to give you the grand tour.” Tony nodded and motioned for Summer to follow as he made his way through the Tower doors.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Please don’t call me that. That’s my sister. Just Summer is fine.” Following him inside, she gazed around, taking in everything. “It’s beautiful,” she breathed, a wide smile on her face.