"Don't remind me of that when I'm trying to drive us somewhere," he says with a low chuckle. "Unless you don't mind a slight delay."
A breath in and out.
"Though you're not wrong. I like you alive. And yes, pretty."
He reaches over a hand and settles it half on Tony's shoulder but also, somewhat, on Tony's throat. Around the side of his neck. Possessive. His, in languid, confident sort of way.
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Date: 2016-07-15 04:48 pm (UTC)A breath in and out.
"Though you're not wrong. I like you alive. And yes, pretty."
He reaches over a hand and settles it half on Tony's shoulder but also, somewhat, on Tony's throat. Around the side of his neck. Possessive. His, in languid, confident sort of way.