I needed a break from the first person, so I threw this together. Enjoy!

A sulky, broody Tony is kind of my favorite, so that's why I wrote it this way.

Tony's lips were burning and swollen. Whose wouldn't be after a mid-day tryst in the janitor's closet? Things had finally died down from the anarchy that had ensued when he and Tea had been found screwing behind Michelle's back. He and Michelle hadn't exactly made amends, but she didn't threaten bodily harm when he was in her direct line of vision either. He'd take what he could get in that department; she was actually kind of cool when he thought about it. She was a friend, but nothing more. She didn't match him the way Tea did. No one did.

No one seemed to know how to tear his heart out the way Tea did either and it was his own God damned fault. He'd lost control long ago. Long before he even realized he'd given her the reins in the relationship. For the life of him, he still couldn't figure out when that had happened. But here he sat, in Tina's class. He wasn't listening to her psychobabble or even attempting to follow along in the text book he'd yet to crack open. Instead, he was staring at Tea as she idly chewed on her pencil and rolled her eyes at the lewd drawing Abbud and Chris were passing back and forth. She was the middleman, handing the worn pieces of paper back and forth between the two mature artists.

He couldn't stop the bittersweet feeling resonating in his chest. He would have her tonight. That was a given. She would respond to his aggressive, feverish advances. She would return them with her own vigorous moans, touches, flicks of her tongue against his skin. But it wasn't enough for him anymore. When the passion faded from her eyes, he wanted to see love, adoration, completion. He didn't want her to immediately get up, get dressed and act as if they were buddies.

"Trouble in paradise?" Daisy elbowed him and he leaned back in his chair and sighed. Not only was he whipped, he was also transparent.

"She loves me." He stated morosely, piquing daisy's interest. Their tones were muted. It was Tina's class anyway, they could do acrobatics and she wouldn't tell them to stop.

"You act like that's a bad thing." She rolled her eyes; sometimes she'd never understand the opposite sex. "Don't tell me you're getting cold feet Tone, I thought that's what you wanted."

"I do." He scowled that she couldn't decipher his cryptic words. Sometimes he took for granted Tea's ability to understand him. "I want her to show that she loves me." He gave her a look that said duh.

"Tony your relationship with Michelle was super public." Daisy's voice was lower than before. Michelle was still slightly sensitive over they betrayal, even though she had moved on to Stanley. "Do you really want a repeat of that disaster?"

"Michelle and Tea are completely different." His jaw was stuck in a hard line. "I love Tea. I've always loved Tea." He took a deep breath and his rough expression softened considerably. Daisy's heart ached for him, he looked anguished. "I just don't have the balls to tell her that. I don't necessarily need us to be public, I just need…" He paused as he glanced over at the object of his affection. It amazed him how every time he looked at her, he was awestruck. "It's not that I don't enjoy the rough fucking and spontaneity …I do. It's just, sometimes I want to…" He narrowed his eyes at a grinning Daisy. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"You want to make slow, passionate, sweet love to her?" The cheeky grin she was giving him did nothing for his atrocious mood.

"So?" He scrunched his nose in distaste for her obvious amusement. "What if I do? It's not like I planned it Daze." He slouched low in his chair and tried to ignore the buzzing murmur of the class and Tina's soft sobs over her latest love interest. "I don't want to feel this way, I just do."

"Awe Tone." She wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulder. "It'll be okay. Just give it time. This is all new to you guys." She smiled, trying to seem less entertained by the fall of The Tony Snyder. "You know how Tea is with emotions."

"I'm supposed to be different." His brown eyes held more pain than she'd ever seen. "She's supposed to want to do we with me." Daisy knew exactly what he meant and she felt for him.

"Hey, get your hands off my woman asshole!" Chris hollered and his voice sounded hoarse. He was giving his friends a toothy grin. Daisy beamed at him and Tony flipped him off, he didn't have time for this bullshit. He had several objectives to work out:

Kiss Tea in the middle of the cafeteria, with everyone watching and avoid meeting an untimely death.

Make slow, passionate love to her and show her that they matched on more than just physical level.

Grow a pair and tell her how it was. He loved her. End of story.

He always did enjoy a challenge…

Continue?

Yes?

No?

Maybe so? Ha-ha

If I do continue this one, there will definitely be more interaction between Tony and Tea. This was kind of a set up chapter.