[From Under Covers]
"Perfect way to spend a weekend." Tony adds, walking over and opening up a cabinet to reveal a flat screen television.
"Come on! Big screen TV." He cheers happily and picks up the guide. Claire smirks and walks over towards him.
"Oh, 200 channels, look at this HBO, ESPN, History channel." He lists off. Claire smiles up at him and shuts the doors, turning his attention towards her. His breath hitches as he stares down into her eyes, darkening with desire. He fiddles with the strap of her dress distractedly.
"…. Current or classic movies…" he trails off thoughtlessly as he follows her around towards the bed, Claire grinning up at him silently.
"I take it you're not interested in the premium channels." Tony muttered breathily as she takes his hand, leading him back even closer to the large king sized bed.
"There's only one thing I'm interested in right now." She murmurs, staring up at him intently. Tony's lip quirks up as he starts down at her lustily, his heart soaring at what would come next. They stare longingly into each other's eyes before he tilts his head down towards her. Softly he lowers his lips onto hers, relishing in the taste of her own lips which returned the kiss eagerly. After a moment, they both pull back, already breathless from the simple action. Tony stares down at her, falling even farther into the blue abysses of her eyes before pulling Claire into a loving embrace as he went in for another kiss. Claire's arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer to her, wanting to take in all of him in the moment. She smiles into the kiss as they continue. As the kiss becomes more fervent Claire quickly unties her dress and lets it flutter down to the floor. Tony groans as his fingers trail over her bare skin, wanting to be as gentle as possible; going against his innermost instincts. Claire's breath hitches as the burning feeling of his hands caressing her body. Already feeling the increase of heat, she reaches up and begins unbuttoning his dress shirt, unable to get it off fast enough.
...
Claire's POV:
Heavy breathing fills the room as we come down from our very hot and heavy activities. My heart is still pounding heavily as I stare up at Tony who is smiling down at me goofily, unable to stop the grin. I giggle breathlessly and reach up, fumbling around for a remote on the nightstand. Unable to grasp it I tilt my head a bit, catching a glance of all the clothes strewn on the floor. Finally, I find the remote and turn on the radio, kicking it up a few notches to cover our voices from anyone listening.
"Do you think they bought it?" I ask breathily from underneath Tony.
"I did." Tony beams down at me giddily. I huff out a laugh at his expression. I shift around and grin up at him deviously, feeling something against my bare thigh.
"That's fairly obvious." I muse in a whisper, raising a brow at him. Tony scoffs.
"For your information that's my knee." He counters defensively. I know a knee when I feel one…and that ain't it.
"Whatever, you can get off me now." I tell him. Tony frowns and looks down at his watch, not moving from his position on top of me. I try not to blush as he shifts against me, the blankets tightly wrapped around us which leaves no space between our bodies.
"It's only been 10 minutes. I have a reputation to protect." He smirks down at me.
"We're not even sure we're under surveillance yet tony." I counter.
"You can't be too careful when you're under cover. Let's give it another 40 minutes, just to be realistic." Tony informs cheekily as he begins to move once more, reaching up to caress the side of my face. I blush as a frankly brazen thought comes to me.
"Realistic huh?" I murmur thoughtfully. Tony hums in agreement, his eyes roaming over my face.
"In that case….." I quick flip us over, taking Tony by surprise.
"I prefer it on top." I explain, smiling down at his excited expression as I straddled him.
"I can live with that." He mutters happily, running a hand through my hair to pull it out of my face. Shifting once again I notice that his 'knee' has stiffened significantly once more. I gasp playfully and run my knee over it. Tony's eye bulge and he holds back a throaty groan, unintentionally sending waves of pleasure through me at the sound. It was sexy.
"What was that for?" he asks breathlessly, staring up at me in surprise.
"Because that was definitely not your knee." I informed, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. Tony chuckles, reaching up to pull me back down for another searing kiss.
"Care to use these next 40 minutes more…realistically?" I ask lowly, looking down at him longingly. His eyes widen in surprise and his eyes rake over my face curiously.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to do anything you don't want. We can keep pretending." He whispers urgently, nothing but sincerity in his eyes. I smiled down at him, my heart warming that even in our compromising position he still thinks about me and my feelings. I lean down to nuzzle him, pressing kisses on the corner of his mouth, causing him to hum contentedly.
"Well if we only have a few days, I want to get in as much as I can." I told him seriously. Tony beams up at me before flipping us back over, sending me into a fit of giggles. This was pure bliss.