[CLOSED] common ailments?

[marcus owen foster]

Marc held him tightly, one arm under his bottom and the other wrapped around his back. "You have a thing about riding on me?" He asked with a smirk, kissing his neck again. He smiled, tracing his tongue slowly over his neck before he started kissing his shoulder, holding Tony close to him. He was all too aware at just how close they were, and just how thin the clothes were dividing them.

[tony angel martyn]

Tony laughed. "Maybe," He huffed, groaning faintly at the touch of tongue over his neck. He closed his eyes, nestling close at the kisses over his shoulder. "Marc," He whined softly, kissing his neck tenderly, then his jaw. He wrapped his arms tighter around Marc's neck, refusing to fall or be dropped.

[marcus owen foster]

"You have terrible faith in me, you know that? Your lack of faith is choking me." He groaned, reaching up to gently pry one of Tony's arms from around his neck.

"I won't drop you, okay? I've never dropped anyone, I never will drop anyone. I wouldn't drop you, Tony." He laced their fingers together, holding his arm down by his side, his other still securely around him. He kissed him gently, squeezing his hand tightly. "Why would I drop the person I love the most? That would make no sense." He said, setting him on the counter as the timer went off.

[tony angel martyn]

Tony smiled sheepishly. "Sorry." He eased up a bit, kissing him gently and playing with his fingers. He looked towards the stove as the buzzer went off, sat down on the counter and shifted his weight, watching Marcus with admiration as he moved about the kitchen.

[marcus owen foster]

Marc grabbed a dish towel and pulled the macaroni and cheese out of the oven. He sat it on the stove, then kicked the door closed. He turned the oven off, and searched around for a plate for Tony. He couldn't eat it, but he had so much not meat things in his fridge he needed to get rid of. And Tony and Aubri were the only ones who actually came to his house.

"Here." he said with a smile, kissing him softly as he handed him a plate of the hot mac and cheese. He grabbed a couple sodas from the fridge, handing one to Tony.

[tony angel martyn]

Tony smiled, taking the plate. "Thanks." He took a bite, setting the soda down next to himself and chewing slowly before swallowing, had always been a rather careful eater out of simple habit. He took another bite and swallowed. "It's good," He murmured, smiling over at Marc faintly.

[marcus owen foster]

"Yeah?" He tapped his heels against the cabinets at his feet. He looked down, thinking he really needed to mop. It had been a few days. Even if he had been working non stop. He popped the tab on his soda, taking a long drink of it. He sat it down beside him, then looked over at Tony again, amazed by him. The way he moved, his voice, his smile, his body. Marc chewed on his lip, looking out the window in the living room.

[tony angel martyn]

Tony smiled. "Yeah." He worked silently on his food, watching Marcus out of the corner of his eye. when he finished he got up and rinsed his plate, then climbed back onto the counter, hugging Marcus tight. "I just can't get enough of you.." He whispered in his ear. "You're absolutely amazing."

[marcus owen foster]

"Good. Cause you have forever to deal with me." He said with a smile. He turned his head, kissing him deeply as he pulled Tony into his lap, tracing his hands up his legs. He started to rub his back gently, his tongue tracing back and forth over the backs of Tony's teeth. He pulled away slowly, trailing kisses across his jaw and down his neck. He pulled back after a bit, looking up at him. He didn't want him to think he was going to bite him or something.

[tony angel martyn]

Tony laughed. "I sure do," He murmured softly, meeting the kiss tenderly, obediently. He closed his eyes slowly, smiled as the kisses shifted to his jaw and neck.
When Marcus pulled back, he smiled at him again, leaning over to once more kiss him softly on the lips.
"I'm so glad I met you..."