[ She can feel his eyes on her, and much more concretely she can feel him against her and inside of her and the way their hips may well be leaving marks on each other. She wants this, though. Once she starts showing more concretely they won't be able to do exactly this anymore. She's sure they'll find other and just as fun ways to manage it, but she likes this right now. Her hands slide up his back, tighten their grip as she shifts slowly, takes a long moment to appreciate how everything about this moment feels before she starts to encourage movement. ]
[ She doesn't need to worry - he's already taken it upon himself to research other methods of doing this later on in the pregnancy. He was vaguely surprised at how not-difficult it seems to be to keep going. Makes him feel a little bit less sorry for all those guys out there who are turned on by pregnant women (although, really, that's what most of them seem to fear, so maybe that sort of attraction was just built in as a failsafe to make sure the species could keep going on).
She shifts slowly but he wants something a little bit faster, and he gradually alters his movements to indicate as such. The slow build, the lazy-morning - that's all fine and good, but suddenly, even though this has been wonderfully passionate, and still is, he wants less gentility. If she's okay with it. He also feels himself getting closer and closer and wow if for some reason that's not difficult to race headlong towards right now. ]
[ He is her favorite, she's really glad that he's such a proactive forward thinker because she hasn't really put a lot of thought into it yet. Mostly still preoccupied by the baby thing to begin with. But she'll be really quite glad to know that it's not going to be too difficult because that would suck. (And not in the fun way.)
Judging from her hands tightening on him and the way she pushes up against his movement, she is in fact perfectly okay with a little less gentility right now. Slow and steady is nice, but it's going to be a rare time that has her say no to something a little rougher. Her body arches a little, looking for the warmth of his as her fingers dig into his hips, firm and certain. ]
[ Yes, well, he may be reckless and impulsive but he's still selfish and a scientist so, research it is. Maybe he just asked JARVIS to compile everything reasonably credible and then skimmed through it afterward but either way, he has the knowledge regardless. He'll likely have more as the actual necessity of its use grows into play.
Hey, for him, it could totally still be sucking in the fun way. Just saying.
But he takes her encouragement for what it is, moves like he wants to, trying still not to run or rest against her stomach, but pleased to press their hips together as hard as the back and forth will allow him. Ít's not entirely a push in, pull out, either, he's doing some rotating, a little bit of rolling here and there, trying to find a sweet spot that works for both of them. ]
[ By then she'll probably be doing her own research too, though hers will likely be a little more focused on other physical aspects of the whole - pregnancy thing. It still feels weird to think about, and definitely weird to consider that she's allowed to be even moderately responsible for the life of a tiny thing.
Well yeah that's pretty much a given she enjoys that too, but this way the not fun kind won't be happening as well.
She reciprocates as well as she can, shifting with him and then rocking up when he does find that sweet spot, pushing them together further as she gasps and her hands tighten further, just shy of bruising or maybe not. ]
[ Well, somebody ought to probably research beyond 'positions to have sex third trimester'. Not that he won't at some point compile his own list of health things he winds up being unaccountably and randomly being concerned with, but their priorities are probably going to be slightly different for a little while. His lists probably won't actually become that prolific until after the baby comes - that's when his concerns and, uh, panic will set in.
Ugh, yes, good, that's good, and he mumbles or makes some sort of sound to indicate as such, even while he pushes into those bruising hands, and then back into her, because this is perfect and he's pretty okay with perfect. An argument could be made for perfect. ]
[ Yes, she supposes someone probably should. She's okay with handling the part while it's still, you know, in her body. (Still a little bit weird. Fairly weird.) It's okay, he's totally welcome to panic once the baby's actually here, she's heard she'll to on an endorphin high for a little while right then and after that she'll also be panicking so they can have like, a mutual panic party. What do you do with a baby, the Max and Tony ask everyone show.
She wants the imprints of her hands on his hips, though, especially with the way he pushes against them, presses in harder and then up against his thrust so that they can come together as completely as possible, so she can feel his hips against hers. She's not going to make it all that much longer with the work he'd already put in prior, but she's more than happy to keep this going as long as she can. ]
[ It's okay, because he's coming up on his own end here soon as well, so her not having much time here to go is okay. He's okay with that. He's cool with that because he enjoys the moment, this moment, where they're together more than they are at any other point, and it's hard and it's pressure and it's together and everything all at once. He presses into her with a snap, deep within her and hoping to hit something significant, rocks a little bit in preparation, then does it again. ]
[ She loves being close to him in a myriad of ways, loves the moments their minds are close and loves the moments they're skin to skin and this definitely falls in the category of closeness, the way they're tangled together and he's pressed against her and into her and she almost writhes under that thrust, under the sheer sensation of it all, says his name and then says it again for emphasis, nails digging into his skin as she arches up into his body and hits her release with a shudder running all along her body, still pulling him closer. ]
[ She says his name once and it's encouragement, fuel for the energy required to push harder against her just afterwards, at least the once more. She says it twice and it's almost a direction, like homing yourself to a location you can't see by following the sounds instead. He does it again, and then she pushes herself all along him and holds on tight - he can feel the anchors of her fingernails trying for purchase on his back, and he doesn't think he's ever going to stop being pleased at being able to elicit reactions just like that, maybe even just that specific one, where she feels the need to scratch him up without thinking about it. He stays close to her, minimizes his movements and changes his thrusts to smaller, steady rocks of his hips against hers, holding her to him with one hand and supporting himself with the other. It's the closeness, the feeling of her slightly dazed breathing ghosting over his skin, the way they're both holding each other as close to themselves as possible, that help him reach the edge of his own release, and he's so close, but he wants to make sure she gets all she can out of hers before he's willing to let go. ]
[ She has mixed feelings about the marks she sometimes leaves on him with her nails, feels strange about marring any part of him but at the same time she loves the tangibility of it, likes retracing it afterwards with her lips, is terribly pleased with him being hers in all the ways it shows. Loves that he's pleased to have her mark him, is willing to let her do that. And he's holding her closer even as she's clinging to him, supporting and so close and she can feel him, lets her shields drop so she can give him some of her sensation as well, quite a bit of the feeling of perfect completion that's permeating her right now, that extra nudge as she presses her lips to his neck and rocks her hips back against his slowly, coming back to herself incrementally and just enough to do this for him. ]
[ She doesn't really have to worry - he was pretty much done for the moment she dropped her shields. Between that and the clinging, the rock back in return, the pleasure both physical and otherwise that reverberates back and forth between the pair of them - he tightens and goes taut, movements irregular and asynchronous but still making the attempt if out of practice than nothing else. He slows down, but continues to hold her closely, even if he winds up resting a bit more of his weight on her than before. ]
[ She's holding onto him as closely as she can, legs wrapped around him as she gasps, melds them together as much as she can. All she can do right now is do that, hold on as they ride it out together, share everything she can with him. Right now, she feels certain that they can do anything if it's together. Eventually she sinks back against the mattress a little, looking to pull him with her for at least a little bit as she breathes out against his skin. ] God, Tony.
[ He'll come down with her easily enough, tired and already moving to rest on her and waiting to catch his breath. He's not looking to lie flat on her, moves to rest a little to the side so he doesn't pin her straight to the mattress, but he's otherwise not making any movements to disagree with her intimated suggestion. ] Synonyms, right? I've been telling people.
[ She shifts with him, pulls off of him before he softens before settling and letting out a long breath,grinning at his words. Of course that's how he took it, it's not remotely a surprise. ] I agree, but you can't use me as a reference. [ One hand moves off of him briefly to rest on her stomach for a little bit, just - checking. ] You know how I feel about publicity.
That's more or less just a prerequisite to live in the house anyway. [ He says, crossing his arms behind his head and using them as a pillow. On top of the pillow he was already using. ] Being awesome and having a good ass and saying yes to morning sex.
[ Well she's just going to use him as a pillow, so that's all sorted then. ] Huh, what do you know. I fill all those prerequisites. No wonder I've made it so long.
there's a long moment and then she looks up a little bit, stops trying to vanish completely into him ] Laughing at me is rude, I'm resisting movement for two here, okay.
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She shifts slowly but he wants something a little bit faster, and he gradually alters his movements to indicate as such. The slow build, the lazy-morning - that's all fine and good, but suddenly, even though this has been wonderfully passionate, and still is, he wants less gentility. If she's okay with it. He also feels himself getting closer and closer and wow if for some reason that's not difficult to race headlong towards right now. ]
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Judging from her hands tightening on him and the way she pushes up against his movement, she is in fact perfectly okay with a little less gentility right now. Slow and steady is nice, but it's going to be a rare time that has her say no to something a little rougher. Her body arches a little, looking for the warmth of his as her fingers dig into his hips, firm and certain. ]
uh pretend it's black hair
Hey, for him, it could totally still be sucking in the fun way. Just saying.
But he takes her encouragement for what it is, moves like he wants to, trying still not to run or rest against her stomach, but pleased to press their hips together as hard as the back and forth will allow him. Ít's not entirely a push in, pull out, either, he's doing some rotating, a little bit of rolling here and there, trying to find a sweet spot that works for both of them. ]
i can do that
Well yeah that's pretty much a given she enjoys that too, but this way the not fun kind won't be happening as well.
She reciprocates as well as she can, shifting with him and then rocking up when he does find that sweet spot, pushing them together further as she gasps and her hands tighten further, just shy of bruising or maybe not. ]
thank you
Ugh, yes, good, that's good, and he mumbles or makes some sort of sound to indicate as such, even while he pushes into those bruising hands, and then back into her, because this is perfect and he's pretty okay with perfect. An argument could be made for perfect. ]
you are very welcome
She wants the imprints of her hands on his hips, though, especially with the way he pushes against them, presses in harder and then up against his thrust so that they can come together as completely as possible, so she can feel his hips against hers. She's not going to make it all that much longer with the work he'd already put in prior, but she's more than happy to keep this going as long as she can. ]
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whoops i had their positions backward i think
You have hilarious feelings about publicity considering who you live with, yes.
or possibly i did i'm not at all sure
I think I've mostly done a good job at staying out of notice, really.
i don't think it matters anymore
totally doesn't
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[ and he'd love to stay here but ] Coffee. You want any?
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[ what no she immediately burrows further into his chest ] I'm not supposed to drink much coffee. Why are you moving. Stop doing that.
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there's a long moment and then she looks up a little bit, stops trying to vanish completely into him ] Laughing at me is rude, I'm resisting movement for two here, okay.
[ on the other hand ] Food sounds good I guess.
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this feels like one of the threads we can wrap up
y probably
well if she's going to revisit old topics
they're fascinating topics ok she's just filing them away for later
he doesn't disagree, just
but okay yes i think probably done