[ There is most definitely a split second of a short-circuiting where Tony blinks through her, turning that one over in his mind -- or not really needing to as it fires off ahead of him, wildly, abandoning him there in the kitchen with his arms around the object that inspired it. But it's just a moment.
He insists a step into her, taking advantage of things like height and balance to assert just enough for her hip to press against the counter. All gentle handling, still. ]
We could do that, [ he agrees, and does a mental highfive for his voice coming out normal. (Maybe she can detect just that little bit of strain, of his breathing altered from just a minute ago, and be flattered about it.) ] But we're gonna need to revise that list of things you like.
[ He ducks his head and grazes a kiss against her mouth, as if to itch the scratch that the prior teasing had caused. It's brief but heated, insistent, dirtier. ]
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He insists a step into her, taking advantage of things like height and balance to assert just enough for her hip to press against the counter. All gentle handling, still. ]
We could do that, [ he agrees, and does a mental highfive for his voice coming out normal. (Maybe she can detect just that little bit of strain, of his breathing altered from just a minute ago, and be flattered about it.) ] But we're gonna need to revise that list of things you like.
[ He ducks his head and grazes a kiss against her mouth, as if to itch the scratch that the prior teasing had caused. It's brief but heated, insistent, dirtier. ]