I won't be gone long, and I always come back to you.
[ He knows Tony's definitely too drunk to appreciate a footrub, but he will tomorrow when the rest of him feels like warmed-over trash bags on a Manhattan sidewalk. He does, in fact, remember what hangovers are like, despite not having suffered from one for at least seventy years. ]
Then I'm gonna work on getting the rest of you undressed.
[ He leans over Tony, then, abandoning his post so he can press kisses to his cheek and to his mouth, tasting sweet honey mead off his lips still. ]
Deal?
[ But before he can let Tony answer, he gets up by lifting Tony's legs and climbing out from underneath him to go fetch a cup of water for him, in hopes that it helps his dehydration tomorrow.
He's back quickly, gently coaxing Tony to sit up, propping him up on several pillows and hoping that he's comfortable. He hopes he never has to see Tony sick again, but he thinks he'll be duly prepared to take care of him if he ever is. ]
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[ He knows Tony's definitely too drunk to appreciate a footrub, but he will tomorrow when the rest of him feels like warmed-over trash bags on a Manhattan sidewalk. He does, in fact, remember what hangovers are like, despite not having suffered from one for at least seventy years. ]
Then I'm gonna work on getting the rest of you undressed.
[ He leans over Tony, then, abandoning his post so he can press kisses to his cheek and to his mouth, tasting sweet honey mead off his lips still. ]
Deal?
[ But before he can let Tony answer, he gets up by lifting Tony's legs and climbing out from underneath him to go fetch a cup of water for him, in hopes that it helps his dehydration tomorrow.
He's back quickly, gently coaxing Tony to sit up, propping him up on several pillows and hoping that he's comfortable. He hopes he never has to see Tony sick again, but he thinks he'll be duly prepared to take care of him if he ever is. ]