tampered | Log; Completed

Log; Completed

When; Saturday afternoon/evening
Rating; Adult
Characters; Toshiko Sato

warped_inside and Tony Stark

morethanasuit
Summary; Shopping and a movie
Log;

There were very few things Tosh enjoyed better in the City than shopping for "supplies". Which at the moment included a range of items from motherboard components to sheets of plexiglass.

Secret project, you know.

She stood in front of a shop window in the underground, nose almost touching the glass as she eyed a display of reduction gears and waited for Tony to join her.

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"Well, I wasn't kidding about the meteor crash, but most of what we deal with is more subtle than that. Intermixed with occasionally just having to chase off the tourists and the curiosity seekers."

She'd have held the door for him, except that of course the door was the self-opening kind, so instead Tosh headed inside and toward the kitchen for glasses.

"That would be fabulous, Tony! I'd really like to know what it looks like, what makes it something you're so proud of."

"Tourists to earth," Tony said with a chuckle. That was an interesting thought. He wondered if any aliens did that to his home.

Tony set her box down on the table and then headed back to the door, their food having arrived. A moment later he came back to her.

"Well, it's a ship the size of Manhattan that flies. I think that speaks for itself."

Tosh grinned and nodded. "I suppose it's like taking a trip down the Amazon or something. Seeing the undeveloped wilds of the galaxy."

While Tony was fetching in the food, she opened the bottle of wine and took it and two glasses to the couch in the living room.

"Sounds amazing. If we've got anything like that back home, I don't know about it. Although who knows, really, what UNIT's up to."

"And if they went to New York, they wouldn't even need to wear a disguise," Tony quipped. "Or do they just abduct people from mobile homes?"

Tony headed to the couch as well, setting the food down on the coffee table as he sat next to Tosh, snuggling close.

"I'm pretty sure if anyone had anything like that, you would know about that."

[ooc: W-wouldn't she know about the Valiant? The ship that the Master stayed on?]

"Mobile homes and Cardiff," Tosh laughed. "Except that actually, our aliens don't usually abduct, they just create mischief."

She immediately made herself comfortable up against Tony, more than happy to hold things for him while they ate if it meant he'd put his arms around her.

"I don't know, maybe. Between UNIT's secrets and Jack's secrets though, I have a feeling there's a lot I don't know about yet."

[ooc: Uh...maaaaaybe? Let's just go with she's keeping it under her hat if she knows. Yeah.]

Tony sighed happily and reached out to grab his food and wrapped one arm around Tosh's shoulders, leaning over to give the top of her head a quick kiss before settling in against her.

"So what movie did we decide to watch the credits of?" he asked, smiling as he took a bite of food.

[ooc: Good girl, Tosh. Keep some secrets!]

Tosh balanced one of the take-out containers on her leg and leaned her head back against Tony's shoulder.

"Well, do we want something everyone knows is awful like The Phantom Planet, or something more modern and better made like Alien?"

She intended to get at least through the opening scene, anyway. Even if it was out of pure stubbornness.

"Isn't there any middle ground?" Tony said, using his chopsticks to grab some noodles out of his carton and hold them up for Tosh to eat.

"Or are movies only good if they're good or completely awful?" he asked.

Oh, that made Tosh smile and blush a little, and she let Tony feed her the noodles while she thought about his question.

"Hmm... Andromeda Strain? The Time Machine? One of the Star Trek films?"

It occurred to her that Tony might be playing a little dirty pool by engaging her in this discussion while they ate.

Tony gave a low chuckle at her blush and dug into the box again for another bite for her.

"Star Trek must drive you crazy," he said. "What with all the scientific and alien inaccuracies."

"Something awful," Tosh agreed, around the mouthful of food. "I mean, I know they meant well, and sometimes they did try, but...sometimes it's so obvious they were just making up things that sounded good without any disregard for a single scientific law. And don't get me started on the aliens."

"Do you ever wonder if any real aliens sneaked on to the set of shows like that?" Tony mused, looking thoughtful as he ate a bite of chicken.

"I mean, how better to hide in plain sight?"

"I have never seen an alien that looked like it was painted blue and wearing a rubber head," Tosh retorted, holding up her glass to offer Tony a sip of wine.

"Most of them aren't really humanoid anyway. That's the biggest problem with those shows and films, they make it out like the universe is populated with funny looking humans."

If he kept prodding at her irritation with the depiction of aliens in the movies, they might not even get the credits started!

"Maybe that's how they disguise themselves?" Tony offered. "That would be the ultimate disguise. Who's going to believe that someone dressed up as a fake alien is actually an alien?"

Tony gave a bit of a chuckled and leaned over and nibbled on Tosh's ear.

"How about we go for a comedy then?"

"Hm. I suppose you do have a point there. I'm certain I'd never believe it. And the Nostrovites do have shapeshifting abilities."

Tosh smiled and tilted her head back to press a kiss to the edge of Tony's chin.

"How about we just skip the movie altogether?"

Tony had no idea what a Nostrovite was other than it sounded similar to a Skrull with it's abilities. Honestly though, right now he really didn't care. The magic words of "skip the movie altogether" were ringing in his ears.

"Mmm, only if I can strip you naked right this minute."

"Right this minute?"

Tosh pretended to mull this over as she sipped at her wine, although really she was just waiting to see what Tony might do to encourage her agreement.

Tony leaned back and glanced over her body, making no attempt to hide the raw desire in his look.

"Either you take the clothes off or I do, and I'll be a lot less careful about it."

Cheeks flushing a little, Tosh set her wine glass out of the way and then turned to kiss Tony lightly on the lips.

"You did say you were going to strip me."

It wasn't as if she hadn't had to borrow something of his to wear before.

"Mmmm, that I did," he replied.

Tony chuckled, the chuckle turning into a low growl as he reached for her shirt and began to hastily remove it without care for what might happen to the fabric. It was between him and getting Tosh naked and he wasn't about to put up with that.

Tosh really didn't care what happened to it either. Although she maybe wasn't making things entirely easy on Tony, as she twisted around to straddle his lap and kiss him again.

Tony gave a low groan as Tosh settled on his hips, pressing them upwards and grinding against her. He kissed her back heatedly, full of need. Tosh drove him absolutely crazy and he had an idea that she knew that was the case.

Tosh was starting to get the message, definitely. Although it still surprised her a little. But Tony did the same to her, and she moaned softly as his hips pressed up against her.

"You're taking too long," she whispered against his lips, reaching down to tug his shirt from his waistband.

Tony was not one to delay when a woman told him to hurry up. Reaching down he pulled his own shirt off before kissing her again, as if the momentary separation was agonizing to him.

"I'll remember you said that," he replied with a bit of a wicked grin.

In the back of her mind, Tosh supposed she really shouldn't have doubted Tony when he'd said they wouldn't make it far into the movie. Not that she was going to complain, this was much more fun than poorly researched science fiction.

"I reserve the right to change my mind if I feel like you're not spending enough time on me," she teased back, running her hands over his bare chest. "God you're gorgeous."

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