His Armored Heart

Chapter Twelve

After breakfast in bed, Bree decided to lay out on the balcony and suntan while Tony tinkered in the lab. She sighed as she felt the sun make her feel toasty and warm. After the stress of the past few days, this feels nice.

Tony decided to make his way out of the lab after a few hours of working on the suit and tinkering to find Bree on the balcony. "Looking good." He commented from his spot, leaning against the doorway.

Bree looked above her from beneath her sunglasses. "Well thank you handsome."

"Mind if I join you?" Tony asked as he walked over to her.

"No, I don't mind," she answered. "You can join me anytime."

Tony took his shirt off and laid down next to Bree on the towel she'd laid out. "Have you been out here the entire time?"

"At least a couple of hours or something like that," Bree answered.

"Be careful so you don't sunburn." Tony cautioned.

"I used a tanning lotion that has sunblock in it," she replied as she moved to lay on her stomach, then untied the top to the bathing suit she wore.

Tony rolled to lay on his side and propped himself up on his elbow. "I have been asked to give a press statement soon."

Bree opened her eyes to look at Tony. "What about?"

"I think it is about the suit. There has been a lot of speculation following my attack on that camp." Tony answered.

"Speculation? What kind?" Bree moved to prop herself up on her elbows as she felt heat on her back. "Could you put lotion on my back, baby?"

"Just that it's a new prototype weapon and many other rumors." Tony explained as he grabbed the bottle of suntan lotion. He put a small dab on her back then set the bottle down so he could rub it in.

"What are you going to tell them?" she asked softly as she dropped back down so Tony could rub the cream into her skin.

"I don't know yet." Tony sighed. "I guess I will just read the cards like I'm supposed to."

"Pfft." Bree chuckled and looked at him. "You've never been the type of person to follow the cards."

"I know I'm not, but I don't know what else to do in this case. Just admit it was me?" Tony chuckled.

Bree shrugged, then sighed at the feeling of Tony's wandering hands on her lower back. "I did read an article this morning about a new nickname they've been calling the suit."

"Do tell. I have been busy working on said suit and haven't caught up on the gossip." Tony said, rubbing down along her sides as well, just to feel more of her soft skin.

"They're calling it Iron Man." Bree smiled at the skill of Tony's touch, feeling her body practically melt.

Tony stayed quiet for a moment as he thought about it. "That does have a nice ring to it."

Bree laughed. "Of course you would think that."

"Do you have a better name in mind?" Tony asked, amused.

"I... guess not," Bree replied honestly.

"I think it is catchy." Tony admitted.

"It does sound a bit catchy," she agreed, then sighed. "That feels good."

"Do you want more lotion?" Tony asked, rubbing lower until he rubbed her ass cheeks.

Bree smirked as pink filled her cheeks. "If you'd like, you can," she said softly.