"I knew it," he exclaims, pushing his nose against her throat. She picked it out, he knows that without asking. Idly, he smooths out the fabric he disturbed around her waist with his hold. "And I'm sure I will like it that way again... tonight." His voice goes a little husky, nipping playfully at her earlobe. He intends on having a good birthday himself, after all.
Tony pulls back a little to lean into her kiss, though it's too brief to return. He lets out a mild noise in protest. "Distinguished isn't a real thing. It's just what people say to old guys to make them feel like they're not obselete."
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Date: 2015-01-19 12:26 am (UTC)Tony pulls back a little to lean into her kiss, though it's too brief to return. He lets out a mild noise in protest. "Distinguished isn't a real thing. It's just what people say to old guys to make them feel like they're not obselete."