That's--oh my God. ( interrupted, as always, by another kiss, scott sigh-laughs, an action perfected by extended exposure to tony stark. it's this little sound of fondness wrapped around incredulity, soft like the way scott's fingers trail up to skirt the baby hairs on the back of tony's neck. ) Why do you say things like that?
( because wow, talk about butterflies in his stomach. and scott thought he was older than a fifth grader. )
I just-- ( kiss, smooch. jesus christ. ) That's all you flew for? It's pretty, it's overwhelming? I feel--uh, shy.
[He says it innocently, almost murmuring as his lips barely part from Scott's in between words.
At the mention that he's shy, Tony pulls back only enough to look at him even if his arms are still kept securely around his waist.]
Uh. Oh. Um, business meeting.
[It's not a complete lie. He just doesn't say that the meeting happened before leaving New York, and that's why he's all decked out in a suit and tie, and he has another meeting in San Francisco in two days. He just doesn't want Scott to feel awkward even if Tony would make the flight across the country all day every day if he could for this.]
Jeez-- ( honestly, scott isn't complaining about the suit. tony looks really good in it, which is really unfair, but he's sort of come to the conclusion that everything about tony is unfair to begin with. like how he makes it so easy to lean into kisses, or how good his hands feel on scott's body, or how handsome he looks up close.
shit. his face burns, just a little. )
It's just toothpaste. You have a thing for toothpaste? ( head tilting to the side, scott kisses the corner of tony's mouth when he leans in again, and then a little lower as he presses to his jaw and noses his cheek. ) I mean, that's good for me and my obsessive tooth-brushing habit, but.
[The bright grin that Tony gives him is a little lopsided, but whatever. Tony's almost deliriously happy to be here, to have him in his arms again, that he looks like his heart is going to burst with happiness.]
I must have a thing for toothpaste. When it's in your mouth, anyway.
[The kiss to his jaw makes him smile wider, and he pulls him in closer.] You on your own today, or are you expecting anyone else?
[Generally he keeps track of Cassie's visits whenever Scott tells him, but he just wants to make sure Luis isn't going to burst out of a room or something.]
Like I'd openly make out with you in the living room if someone else was here. ( wait. yes he would. scott pulls a face because, okay, tony has a point. ) Never mind--no-one's here. Yet? I kind of hope I don't have to use the 'yet'.
Oh, but you're here. Which totally counts for something, right?
( there's a brief moment where scott's hand draws back from where it's rested content on the back of tony's neck, his knuckle stroking the edge of his jaw. then he goes entirely just so he can use his thumb to tap the corner of tony's grin.
handsome. oh, god. scott is about to say something terrible. )
Anyone ever tell you how good it is to see you smiling? Like seeing the sun after ten months of winter, or something. I don't know. Poetry is hard.
[Tony's eyebrow goes up when Scott begins to imply that they wouldn't be making out if someone else was here. Yeah, like that would have stopped Tony at all, too.
Well, maybe if it would have been Cassie. Other than that, after not seeing Scott the last few days, he probably wouldn't have been able to contain himself before he planted a smooch on him.
But of course Scott says something so sweet that Tony blinks slightly in surprise, but his smile never fades. It isn't surprising that Scott says things like that, Tony's still just not used to hearing things like that despite how long he has known the other man. Even if he pretends to roll his eyes fondly, the back of his neck warms up and he tugs Scott closer to him for another kiss.]
That was [kiss] kinda cheesy, but thank you, babe.
[And really, he doesn't mind it. At all. If anything, it makes him feel like he can't stop smiling before he ducks his head a little bit so he can press his lips against the side of Scott's neck.] Mm, I've missed you.
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. )
[That half breath that Scott let's out is enough to make Tony's grin widen. He loves how sensitive Scott's neck is, and he lingers for a moment, brushing his lips against his skin again.
Scott turns the favor in kind, though, and the sensation of his fingers along his hair makes Tony hum quietly in approval. Honestly, it's a wonder he doesn't outright purr, but he does nuzzle against his neck before pressing a soft kiss on his cheek.]
Mm, no. Just meetings, so it was more tedious than anything else. [Technically he doesn't have the same number of meetings as he used to when he was CEO, but he still had to take meetings as the owner of the company. They're boring as all hell, but he certainly looks every bit the business man in his suit.
Ducking his head slightly again, he presses a kiss against his jaw and trailing them softly along his neck in between every murmured word he speaks next:] I would have changed, but I just wanted to come see you first.
( 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!
[ Yes, he can feel his pulse against his neck. Even more so when Scott's head tilts back, and he takes advantage of the open opportunity so that he can kiss his neck again. Hell, the tug at his hair even makes him smirk wider. ]
What, babe? Do you want me to stop?
[ He sounds innocent as he says it, but the smirk on his face is anything but. ] I can't help it, my lips have missed you too, you know.
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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( because wow, talk about butterflies in his stomach. and scott thought he was older than a fifth grader. )
I just-- ( kiss, smooch. jesus christ. ) That's all you flew for? It's pretty, it's overwhelming? I feel--uh, shy.
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[He says it innocently, almost murmuring as his lips barely part from Scott's in between words.
At the mention that he's shy, Tony pulls back only enough to look at him even if his arms are still kept securely around his waist.]
Uh. Oh. Um, business meeting.
[It's not a complete lie. He just doesn't say that the meeting happened before leaving New York, and that's why he's all decked out in a suit and tie, and he has another meeting in San Francisco in two days. He just doesn't want Scott to feel awkward even if Tony would make the flight across the country all day every day if he could for this.]
And you really do [kiss] taste good, by the way.
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shit. his face burns, just a little. )
It's just toothpaste. You have a thing for toothpaste? ( head tilting to the side, scott kisses the corner of tony's mouth when he leans in again, and then a little lower as he presses to his jaw and noses his cheek. ) I mean, that's good for me and my obsessive tooth-brushing habit, but.
I just want to make sure.
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I must have a thing for toothpaste. When it's in your mouth, anyway.
[The kiss to his jaw makes him smile wider, and he pulls him in closer.] You on your own today, or are you expecting anyone else?
[Generally he keeps track of Cassie's visits whenever Scott tells him, but he just wants to make sure Luis isn't going to burst out of a room or something.]
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Oh, but you're here. Which totally counts for something, right?
( there's a brief moment where scott's hand draws back from where it's rested content on the back of tony's neck, his knuckle stroking the edge of his jaw. then he goes entirely just so he can use his thumb to tap the corner of tony's grin.
handsome. oh, god. scott is about to say something terrible. )
Anyone ever tell you how good it is to see you smiling? Like seeing the sun after ten months of winter, or something. I don't know. Poetry is hard.
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Well, maybe if it would have been Cassie. Other than that, after not seeing Scott the last few days, he probably wouldn't have been able to contain himself before he planted a smooch on him.
But of course Scott says something so sweet that Tony blinks slightly in surprise, but his smile never fades. It isn't surprising that Scott says things like that, Tony's still just not used to hearing things like that despite how long he has known the other man. Even if he pretends to roll his eyes fondly, the back of his neck warms up and he tugs Scott closer to him for another kiss.]
That was [kiss] kinda cheesy, but thank you, babe.
[And really, he doesn't mind it. At all. If anything, it makes him feel like he can't stop smiling before he ducks his head a little bit so he can press his lips against the side of Scott's neck.] Mm, I've missed you.
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( 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?
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Scott turns the favor in kind, though, and the sensation of his fingers along his hair makes Tony hum quietly in approval. Honestly, it's a wonder he doesn't outright purr, but he does nuzzle against his neck before pressing a soft kiss on his cheek.]
Mm, no. Just meetings, so it was more tedious than anything else. [Technically he doesn't have the same number of meetings as he used to when he was CEO, but he still had to take meetings as the owner of the company. They're boring as all hell, but he certainly looks every bit the business man in his suit.
Ducking his head slightly again, he presses a kiss against his jaw and trailing them softly along his neck in between every murmured word he speaks next:] I would have changed, but I just wanted to come see you first.
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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!
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What, babe? Do you want me to stop?
[ He sounds innocent as he says it, but the smirk on his face is anything but. ] I can't help it, my lips have missed you too, you know.
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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?