( scott makes another one of those terrible, half-laugh half-sigh noises at the feel of tony's mouth so soft on his skin, and he wonders if he can feel his pulse--can feel how quickly scott's heart is beating. there's nothing that affects him quite as much as tony's voice low and insistent like that, as tony's mouth moving over his neck, as the way that mouth is most definitely pulled into a ridiculously handsome smile.
his head tilts on its own volition, and scott's cheeks warm at the notion of offering. )
You look... r-really good, so I'm not complaining. Hey-- ( laughing again, his grip on tony tightens a little as his legs fight not to squirm. tony's beard tickles, and scott's fingers curl into his hair as he laughs with his head thrown back. ) T-Tony! Come on!
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his head tilts on its own volition, and scott's cheeks warm at the notion of offering. )
You look... r-really good, so I'm not complaining. Hey-- ( laughing again, his grip on tony tightens a little as his legs fight not to squirm. tony's beard tickles, and scott's fingers curl into his hair as he laughs with his head thrown back. ) T-Tony! Come on!