Aha-- ( oh no. neck kisses tickle, and scott actually lets out a half-breath, half-laugh sort of noise, his fingers tightening a little where they're still resting on the back of tony's neck. sensitivity, sensitivity. ) I've missed you too, Tony. ( even that sounds a little breathless, but tickling gets to scott more than he's willing to admit. ) I mean, I'm sure you can tell, given the things we just did with our mouths, but...

( his fingers brush through short-cropped hair, ruffling it in fondness. the day scott found out tony liked that kinda stuff was the day his life changed forever. )

I figure it wouldn't hurt to say so.

Didn't work too hard today, did you?