[CLOSED] just a little late.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

He met the kiss softly, running his fingers through her hair as she kissed lower on his chest.

---

"Mm.. Still wanna go shopping?" He asked with a slight smirk, slowly running his tongue over his bottom lip. He leaned up, kissing her slowly and as deep as he could manage.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey smiled, kissing back soft and slow. "Mm, that would be up to you." She wrinkled her nose. A knock on the door had her groaning stubbornly. "We're busy," She complained, kissing over Britt's jaw slowly.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Busy.." He smirked, running his hands slowly up her thighs. He closed his eyes at the kisses, slowly pressing his hips close to her's. For them to be doing this seemed like the furthest thing from his mind when he'd first met her. He slowly kissed over her shoulder, running a hand gently up her side.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Another smile grazed her lips and she shifted her weight some, pressing up close. "Yeah.." She drawled with a chuckle, kissing him tenderly again as her hands traced his chest.

Tony swallowed as they refused to answer the door. He drew in shallow breaths, feeling light headed. Not being able to die, his body was forcing itself to keep going despite the fact that it shouldn't have been. And he still felt like he couldn't breath, vision spotting as he slumped and slid down against their door.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Mm.." He pressed even closer, kissing her as deeply as he could. But the sound of fabric down the door worried him, despite his desire for Zoey. He sat up, fixing his jeans before he pulled the blanket up over Zoey. He walked to the door, quickly stooping to get Tony up. "Tony, why aren't you with Marc?" He asked, carrying him to the chair.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey bit her lip, holding the blankets to her chest as she watched Britton go open the door. She sighed when he carried a faintly gasping Tony in.
"I was..getting ice..." He slurred, pushing the hair back that was clinging to his forehead. "Told h-...'im I could do..it."
Zoey chewed on her lip quietly from the bed, glancing at Britton helplessly.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Just sit, okay?" He said quietly, couldn't help feeling bad knowing they would have otherwise ignored him. He walked over to the bed, grabbing him a pillow and putting it behind his head before he walked out of the room to go get Marc. Marc got to the room before Britt, still holding that piece of paper in his hand.

"Tony.." He breathed, walking over to him. He knelt down, laying his head in the boy's lap. "It's okay, Tony.."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey watched her brother close his eyes as he panted softly. She shifted her weight self consciously when Marc came in, and felt bad for making excuses moments before.
Tony looked down at him, running a hand feebly though his hair. "S'okay..." He slurred.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Can you walk?" Marc asked him, looking up at him.

"I'll carry him." Britt said, waiting for Marc to get up before he scooped the boy into his arms. He held him close as he carried him down the hall, laying him in the bed. Marc climbed in behind him, pulling the blankets up around the boy. "Let Marc do it, okay? He's gonna bitch, but it's better than you being hurt." He said, patting Tony's hand before he walked back down to his and Zoey's room.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Tony shivered, curling up to the body heat Britton offered until he was back in the bed. He pressed close to Marcus, nodding and managing the slightest smile Britt's way as he left.

Zoey sighed when he returned, offering him a gentle kiss. "Glad you caught that..." She murmured, knowing the last hing Marc would have needed was finding him unconscious in the hall.