( scott's breathless from the kissing, the laughing--the general physical workout it always feels like he goes through whenever he's with tony like this because it kills him. he's panting a little, even, as their foreheads are pressed together, and he's so fucking delirious he can't even complain about being called 'baby' like some high school girlfriend.
tony's eyes are especially warm tonight, even if his mouth tastes cool and minty fresh, and scott places his hands over the ones on his face and smiles all soft and loving and smitten. )
M'your baby.
( and that's really, really embarrassing, but scott can't take it back now. doesn't even want to as he turns his head and kisses tony's palm. ) Man, you don't know what you do to me... ( and he could do more, could kiss more, but he holds himself back if only because he wants tony in his home as soon as they can get there. it's more imperative than whatever urge he has to kiss tony on the sidewalk, because if he's going to bring his ridiculously rich genius home, then he's going to do it right.
scott tops tony's wrist with one last smooch regardless. )
they're always my life i can't believe how weak i've become to them lds;fsh
tony's eyes are especially warm tonight, even if his mouth tastes cool and minty fresh, and scott places his hands over the ones on his face and smiles all soft and loving and smitten. )
M'your baby.
( and that's really, really embarrassing, but scott can't take it back now. doesn't even want to as he turns his head and kisses tony's palm. ) Man, you don't know what you do to me... ( and he could do more, could kiss more, but he holds himself back if only because he wants tony in his home as soon as they can get there. it's more imperative than whatever urge he has to kiss tony on the sidewalk, because if he's going to bring his ridiculously rich genius home, then he's going to do it right.
scott tops tony's wrist with one last smooch regardless. )
... get in the van, you goob.