“So uh…” Tony began. “You’re gunna have to tell me how far you wanna go with this.” He gave a nervous laugh. “I mean I’m not gunna lie, I’m kinda scared of you and I have no doubt that if I did something you didn’t like you wouldn’t hesitate to kick me in the balls,” he said, only half joking.
Summer leaned back, a little startled, to look at him. A flash of hurt showed in her face. “I don’t think I would do that right away!” She bit her lip, flushed from kisses, and avoided his eyes. “I’m, um, I’m a virgin, Tony,” she whispered, clearly a little embarrassed. “So … I guess … if it’s a problem, I’ll tell you to stop.”
Tony groaned, seeing the hurt look on Summer’s face. “I mean scared of you in a good way,” he tried. “I mean like I want to stay off your ‘to kill list’,” he explained. “That’s not helping is it?” He sighed. “Look. I just want you to be comfortable with what we do. I can wait for….” he gestured wildly with his hand. “Whatever.” He looked up to Summer and smiled. “Does that make me seem any less of an asshole?”
The embarrassment broke with a sheepish laugh. “I’m not a nice person, but I’m not gonna kill you for,” she flourished her hand, in turn, “whatever. Just listen if I say stop, and we’re good.” Her green eyes flickered back to him, and she looked curious. “Did you have … something you wanted … now?”
“Well as a normal guy I’d never turn anything down.” Tony laughed. “But I think for now I just kinda like this,” he said pulling her in closer. “I’m not completely obsessed with sex ya know.”
“No~o, of course not,” she teased. Summer cuddled in as close as she could, tucking her head under his chin, relishing the simple warmth that came of being held. “I like this too,” she whispered. She stroked her fingers through his hair, listening to his heartbeat, easy and relaxed.
“So uh…” Tony began. “You’re gunna have to tell me how far you wanna go with this.” He gave a nervous laugh. “I mean I’m not gunna lie, I’m kinda scared of you and I have no doubt that if I did something you didn’t like you wouldn’t hesitate to kick me in the balls,” he said, only half joking.
Summer leaned back, a little startled, to look at him. A flash of hurt showed in her face. “I don’t think I would do that right away!” She bit her lip, flushed from kisses, and avoided his eyes. “I’m, um, I’m a virgin, Tony,” she whispered, clearly a little embarrassed. “So … I guess … if it’s a problem, I’ll tell you to stop.”
Tony groaned, seeing the hurt look on Summer’s face. “I mean scared of you in a good way,” he tried. “I mean like I want to stay off your ‘to kill list’,” he explained. “That’s not helping is it?” He sighed. “Look. I just want you to be comfortable with what we do. I can wait for….” he gestured wildly with his hand. “Whatever.” He looked up to Summer and smiled. “Does that make me seem any less of an asshole?”
The embarrassment broke with a sheepish laugh. “I’m not a nice person, but I’m not gonna kill you for,” she flourished her hand, in turn, “whatever. Just listen if I say stop, and we’re good.” Her green eyes flickered back to him, and she looked curious. “Did you have … something you wanted … now?”
“Tonybaby?” Tony laughed. “Does that mean I can call you Summer-sweetness?” A smile found its way to his lips as Summer pressed their lips together. “I guess I could help you practice with that.” He grinned wrapping his arms around her.
“You can call me anything except ‘hey you’.” She smiled and linked her arms around his neck, combing the fingers of one hand into his hair. “You think I’m sweet?”
“Actually I think you’re quite the pain in the ass,” Tony teased, loving the feeling of her hands in his hair. “But pain in the ass is one of the greatest qualities people can have. But normally they prefer I call them sweet.”
Summer wrinkled her nose. “That’s not much of a compliment, but I’ll take it.” Drawing a deep breath, she let some of her shields down, listening carefully for what he might be feeling. A little smile curved her lips when she sensed his pleasure, and she kissed him a few more times.
“So uh…” Tony began. “You’re gunna have to tell me how far you wanna go with this.” He gave a nervous laugh. “I mean I’m not gunna lie, I’m kinda scared of you and I have no doubt that if I did something you didn’t like you wouldn’t hesitate to kick me in the balls,” he said, only half joking.
Summer leaned back, a little startled, to look at him. A flash of hurt showed in her face. “I don’t think I would do that right away!” She bit her lip, flushed from kisses, and avoided his eyes. “I’m, um, I’m a virgin, Tony,” she whispered, clearly a little embarrassed. “So … I guess … if it’s a problem, I’ll tell you to stop.”
“Well why the hell not?” Tony smirked against the kiss. “I took you as the kind of forward thinking woman that didn’t need the man to ask her out.” Tony wanted so badly to get a rise out of her. “Guess I was wrong.” He shrugged.
“I,” she began, “am the kind of woman who doesn’t need a formal commitment.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Are you so unsure, after all those pretty words, you want a declaration? You’ve admitted a crush on me, after all; I’ve done no such thing.”
“I am the kind of man that would love for a woman to take charge.” Tony said forcing down a laugh. “And I like my commitments formal and defined.” He placed his hands behind his head in a very relaxed fashion. “And I am so confident in my pretty words that I expect a formal invitation into boyfriend-hood by the end of this evening.”
Summer’s expression smoothed, and she looked at him seriously, head tipped to one side and searching his eyes. Then she slid off his lap to kneel on the floor. “Tony Stark, will you go out with me?”
“Oh how fancy with the kneeling and the full name and everything.” Tony said as a grin over took his face. “Well I guess since I’ve already kissed you I could do you the honor of going out with you.” He widened his eyes to give her a serious look. “This so does not call off the bet by the way.”
“Quiet, you,” she laughed, shoving at his knee. “You wanted a formal invitation.” In one smooth motion, she stood up, leaning over him. “I could end it right now, but you’re enjoying this too much.”
Tony’s breaths were shallow and fast as Summer pulled away from the kiss, a million different thoughts fighting for attention in his brain. “Anything for you princess.” Tony laughed rolling his eyes. “You gunna ask me to be your boyfriend or something?”
She breathed a short laugh. “Would you say yes if I did?” Princess. She could get used to that.
“Why me?”
“Why you?” Tony laughed. “I’m starting to think you just want me to shower you with compliments, about how pretty you are.” He planted a kiss on her lips. “Or how funny you are.” Another kiss. “Or how you’re a giant pain in the ass and I love it.” He grinned, looking her in the eyes. “I guess you’d have to formally ask me to see if I’d say yes though,” he said wiggling his eyebrows.
“If this is a game, if you are just playing, I will turn you inside out,” she muttered. She sat up, covering his hands with hers. “Not going to ask,” she said, and leaned her forehead against his. This time, when she kissed him, it was a little hesitant.
“Well why the hell not?” Tony smirked against the kiss. “I took you as the kind of forward thinking woman that didn’t need the man to ask her out.” Tony wanted so badly to get a rise out of her. “Guess I was wrong.” He shrugged.
“I,” she began, “am the kind of woman who doesn’t need a formal commitment.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Are you so unsure, after all those pretty words, you want a declaration? You’ve admitted a crush on me, after all; I’ve done no such thing.”
“I am the kind of man that would love for a woman to take charge.” Tony said forcing down a laugh. “And I like my commitments formal and defined.” He placed his hands behind his head in a very relaxed fashion. “And I am so confident in my pretty words that I expect a formal invitation into boyfriend-hood by the end of this evening.”
Summer’s expression smoothed, and she looked at him seriously, head tipped to one side and searching his eyes. Then she slid off his lap to kneel on the floor. “Tony Stark, will you go out with me?”
Tony’s breaths were shallow and fast as Summer pulled away from the kiss, a million different thoughts fighting for attention in his brain. “Anything for you princess.” Tony laughed rolling his eyes. “You gunna ask me to be your boyfriend or something?”
She breathed a short laugh. “Would you say yes if I did?” Princess. She could get used to that.
“Why me?”
“Why you?” Tony laughed. “I’m starting to think you just want me to shower you with compliments, about how pretty you are.” He planted a kiss on her lips. “Or how funny you are.” Another kiss. “Or how you’re a giant pain in the ass and I love it.” He grinned, looking her in the eyes. “I guess you’d have to formally ask me to see if I’d say yes though,” he said wiggling his eyebrows.
“If this is a game, if you are just playing, I will turn you inside out,” she muttered. She sat up, covering his hands with hers. “Not going to ask,” she said, and leaned her forehead against his. This time, when she kissed him, it was a little hesitant.
“Well why the hell not?” Tony smirked against the kiss. “I took you as the kind of forward thinking woman that didn’t need the man to ask her out.” Tony wanted so badly to get a rise out of her. “Guess I was wrong.” He shrugged.
“I,” she began, “am the kind of woman who doesn’t need a formal commitment.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “Are you so unsure, after all those pretty words, you want a declaration? You’ve admitted a crush on me, after all; I’ve done no such thing.”
Tony’s breaths were shallow and fast as Summer pulled away from the kiss, a million different thoughts fighting for attention in his brain. “Anything for you princess.” Tony laughed rolling his eyes. “You gunna ask me to be your boyfriend or something?”
She breathed a short laugh. “Would you say yes if I did?” Princess. She could get used to that.
“Why me?”
“Why you?” Tony laughed. “I’m starting to think you just want me to shower you with compliments, about how pretty you are.” He planted a kiss on her lips. “Or how funny you are.” Another kiss. “Or how you’re a giant pain in the ass and I love it.” He grinned, looking her in the eyes. “I guess you’d have to formally ask me to see if I’d say yes though,” he said wiggling his eyebrows.
“If this is a game, if you are just playing, I will turn you inside out,” she muttered. She sat up, covering his hands with hers. “Not going to ask,” she said, and leaned her forehead against his. This time, when she kissed him, it was a little hesitant.
“I feel like I’m the bike in this situation.” Tony laughed placing his hands on her hips as she straddled him. “Should I be wearing a helmet?” he teased before raising his head up for another kiss.
“Doubtful,” she mumbled, drawing away from his mouth to put her head on his shoulder. “We’ve now very nearly reached the end of my practical knowledge.” She brushed her nose against his neck, breathing softly on that point just behind his ear, which for her was almost painfully sensitive. “Answer me something, Tony.”
Tony’s breaths were shallow and fast as Summer pulled away from the kiss, a million different thoughts fighting for attention in his brain. “Anything for you princess.” Tony laughed rolling his eyes. “You gunna ask me to be your boyfriend or something?”
She breathed a short laugh. “Would you say yes if I did?” Princess. She could get used to that.
“Are you sure you want to let me win?” Tony smirked. “Could you really handle cleaning this place for a month and calling me Mr Irresistible while you do it?” He grinned as he opened his mouth to playfully bite at her thumb. “It’s up to you.” He grinned holding up his hand to see if she would take it.
“Not ever going to be that easy, Tony.” Summer ignored his hand, pressing her thumb against his tongue for a quick moment before swooping in to kiss him again, tongue tangling with his. A deep hum broke from her throat as she closed her eyes, angling just enough to keep from bashing their noses together.
Tony smiled against the kiss and wrapped his arms around her bringing them closer. He moaned a little as Summer’s tongue pressed against his own. “Glad to see that year of down time didn’t leave you too rusty.” He smirked.
“Like riding a bicycle.” Her breathing was a little rough and her cheeks flushed. “Because you’re inspiring.” Summer twisted herself free of his arms, choosing to straddle his lap instead. That put their faces at a level, and she smiled, a much different smile than she’d ever shown him before: softer, warmer, relaxed.
“I feel like I’m the bike in this situation.” Tony laughed placing his hands on her hips as she straddled him. “Should I be wearing a helmet?” he teased before raising his head up for another kiss.
“Doubtful,” she mumbled, drawing away from his mouth to put her head on his shoulder. “We’ve now very nearly reached the end of my practical knowledge.” She brushed her nose against his neck, breathing softly on that point just behind his ear, which for her was almost painfully sensitive. “Answer me something, Tony.”
“Are you sure you want to let me win?” Tony smirked. “Could you really handle cleaning this place for a month and calling me Mr Irresistible while you do it?” He grinned as he opened his mouth to playfully bite at her thumb. “It’s up to you.” He grinned holding up his hand to see if she would take it.
“Not ever going to be that easy, Tony.” Summer ignored his hand, pressing her thumb against his tongue for a quick moment before swooping in to kiss him again, tongue tangling with his. A deep hum broke from her throat as she closed her eyes, angling just enough to keep from bashing their noses together.
Tony smiled against the kiss and wrapped his arms around her bringing them closer. He moaned a little as Summer’s tongue pressed against his own. “Glad to see that year of down time didn’t leave you too rusty.” He smirked.
“Like riding a bicycle.” Her breathing was a little rough and her cheeks flushed. “Because you’re inspiring.” Summer twisted herself free of his arms, choosing to straddle his lap instead. That put their faces at a level, and she smiled, a much different smile than she’d ever shown him before: softer, warmer, relaxed.