Your lips are-- ( scott flushes, laughs again, swallows in his throat. like always tony has reduced him to three main emotions: flustered, worried, wanting. it's always a humble experience no matter how it happens. ) God, they're... they're great. They're always--you're always great. Tony.
( he exhales, shivering. ) God.
It--kitchen first, right? ( that he's becoming prey to his basest insticts is almost embarrassing. ) Then couch? Then bed?
[ It comes out in almost a purr as he sneaks another kiss against his neck, and before Scott can chastise him for it, he kisses his lips as if to stop him. ] God, you really taste great, you know.
[ While he keeps an arm around him, he uses his other hand to loosen the knot in his tie a little more. Although, really, his eyes are just focused on Scott. And his lips. And the way he looks, and his grin widens before he tugs him towards the kitchen. ] So, have I missed anything exciting lately?
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( he exhales, shivering. ) God.
It--kitchen first, right? ( that he's becoming prey to his basest insticts is almost embarrassing. ) Then couch? Then bed?
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[ It comes out in almost a purr as he sneaks another kiss against his neck, and before Scott can chastise him for it, he kisses his lips as if to stop him. ] God, you really taste great, you know.
[ While he keeps an arm around him, he uses his other hand to loosen the knot in his tie a little more. Although, really, his eyes are just focused on Scott. And his lips. And the way he looks, and his grin widens before he tugs him towards the kitchen. ] So, have I missed anything exciting lately?