Metal Heart, Pure Love

Next Stage Of Life?

I waited impatiently on the sofa for Tony to get home. I was fidgeting like I had ants all over but I couldn't keep still. I just wanted to see him so badly and tell him I loved him. Just as I thought of what I was going to say to him, I heard a key in the lock and the door opened. "Bruce! I didn't expect you home?" He closed the door behind him and put his keys in a bowl next to the kitchen. It only took him a moment to see I wasn't my usual self and he stopped making himself toast to come and sit next to me.

"What happened? Don't even try to lie to me Mr. You know I get the truth from you in the end." He held my hands in his own and my nerves seem to flow away into his body for him to take care of instead of me. "A conversation I had with Nat has got my mind going nuts. I can't get these ideas out of my head.Tony, I love you so much." I rambled. He put a finger to my lips and the sounds from my mouth stopped instantly. He didn't say or do anything; he just looked at me. I let myself fall into his eyes and my heart rate slowed to resemble its normal level. "Sorry," I muttered, his finger still on my lips. 

"I don't constantly tell you how much I love you because I like to think you know I'd never choose another over you." He said. He didn't speak loudly, but he spoke calmly. "If want me to change that, then just say. As for your conversation with Nat, I can see it's upset you. You can tell me if you want, or you can keep quiet. I'd like to know what this is about sooner rather than later though, ok?" I nodded and he pulled me to his chest on the other side of the sofa. We then sat for a couple of minutes just with each other in the silence. It was perfect. Or was it?

I looked around at our flat. There were still a few beer bottles hidden behind the curtains from our drunken party with Buck and Steve. We still hand't got enough money to buy a TV, or an oven for that matter. Then I changed my view to the positive side. If we did have an oven, and a TV and no beer left in random places, could this be a safe home for a child? I shook my head rapidly and snapped out of my vision. No, now wasn't the time to think about this. 

"What's wrong Bruce? Please let me into that brain of yours." His eyebrows started to knit together with concern for me. I loved it when he did that, but right now it was making me even more nervous. Not knowing quite what to do, and only knowing for certain that I wanted him, I rushed forward and kissed him with as much force and love as I could manage. He kissed me back for a short while, but then he pulled away. Our foreheads met as we regained our lost breath. "Is this because you're upset? Or because you want this?" Tony asked. He wasn't being flirty or cheeky; his voice was plain and simple. The only thing on his mind, for once, wasn't the bed, but if I was actually ok. 

It was only then that I realised the tears flowing down my cheeks and he brought me into his arms again for another hug. "Oh Bruce, I wish you would feel you could tell me what's upsetting you." I sat up away from him and wiped my eyes. "I do feel I can tell you what's upsetting me! I just. Right now I just want to forget it and concentrate only on you." Even though I was embarrassed at my own actions, I slide my hand onto his chest and bit my lip. Tony's eyes flashed with something I hadn't seen since we made out on the sofa.

In a hurry, he pushed me over and lay on top, kissing me in a way that sent me head over heels. He moved his hands under my back and our bodies started to mold together. I felt Tony smile as he kissed me, moving his mouth down my neck. He stopped and took his shirt off, revealing his beautiful toned upper body to me. He raised an eyebrow at me so he must know I was enjoying the sight. "Want to see more?" He asked, winking. I don't know if he was expecting a verbal answer, but my brain wasn't functioning enough to use words.

Instead, I undid his trousers as he took off mine. All the while, he was tenderly placing kisses on my ear and neck, sending me mad. It didn't take long until Tony was moving against my body in a perfect rhythm. In the typical form of my random day, my phone started ringing. Tony stopped moving and looked over to the kitchen where my phone was. I moved his head so he was looking at me. "Eyes here Mr. I'm here, not over there." He grinned and moved in for another euphoric kiss.