[From Under Covers]
Tony's POV:
Currently I was lounging on my back, hands resting behind my head while Claire had her head on my shoulder, running her fingers through my chest hair soothingly. I sighed deeply, in utter bliss and thoroughly exhausted. This mission is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Claire hasn't shied away from any of my advances and even instigated some activities of her own. I buried my face into her hair, inhaling her intoxicating scent. Pulling her closer to me I laid my head atop of hers, thinking of how right this all felt.
"Sweetheart, you know what I could really use right now?" I mused.
"Some deodorant?" she quipped tiredly. I shot her a short glare as she giggled. The noise brought a smiled to my face.
"I was thinking more along the lines of back massage." I corrected, watching her out of the corner of my eye. She propped herself up on her elbow to stare at me thoughtfully.
"Good idea. Why don't you roll over like a good boy." She cooed teasingly, getting my heart racing once more. I grinned at her and eagerly settled over onto my stomach while she straddled my back, her robe draping over her shoulders. I was so tempted to tilt my head back to stare at what the robe wasn't covering. All thoughts were sent out of my mind as she gently began working on my shoulders. I let out an involuntary moan in pleasure. Oh…..my…..god….
"Oh….wow….and to think that my mother thought I was too good for you." I quipped, letting out another groan of pleasure. She pressed roughly into a knot on my back, causing me to whimper in pain. She giggled lowly at my discomfort and kissed my back as an apology. I chuckled again and turned my head to look at her cheekily. Claire shook her head at me and leaned back down for a long kiss before letting her goddess like hands get back to my massage.