Metal Heart, Pure Love

Take-Away Dinner

"What do you fancy for dinner?" I called into the living room. Tony walked into the kitchen behind me, and put his arms around my middle, resting his head on my shoulders. "Whatever you want, cutie." I felt his lips on my neck and I grinned like a child in the sweet shop. "Ok, I vote pizza." I couldn't help but laugh as he sighed. "Just tell me what you want for dinner, and I'll order it."

He spun me round and held me close, kissing my softly on my neck. "Hmm..." He was silent as he kissed his way to my mouth and then smiled at me, letting me stare into his eyes. "Curry," he muttered. I laughed and pushed him away, dialing the Indian take-way's number into my mobile. "Which curry do you want?" I asked, flicking through the menu. Tony picked the menu out of my hands and threw it behind him.

"I hope you're going to pick that up Mr," I said. He smirked and took my phone out of my hand. "Are you really going to ignore me?" He said. I sniggered and kissed him quickly. "What do you mean, ignore you?" I snaked my arms around his middle, taking his head in my hands. He smiled at me and our lips met in a heated moment. "I'll order dinner later then?" My cheeks began to burn. I still wasn't used to having him to myself. It was two years since we left university, and everyday I wake up ecstatic that Tony is still beside me.

Suddenly, he picked me up and placed me on the worktop, kissing me rapidly. "You're going to have to stop going to the gym at this rate," I said between kisses. I felt him smile and he carried me through to the tiny bedroom of our flat. It wasn't big or flashy, but it was home and allowed us to be together. Finally. 

A/N: I can't wait to see where Bruce and Tony can go :3 Let me know what you think in the golden comments below :)