MHA #4, Monday very late morning (or maybe early afternoon)

[stykera]

It had been a very good (if artificially long) New Years Eve. After leaving Caritas Stark and Summer had headed west for celebrations in Chicago and Boulder and Los Angeles and finally one on a beach in Hawaii before they had stumbled back to MHA in the early hours of the morning. Every midnight had found Stark smiling softly at Summer after kissing her and telling her just how lucky he was to be starting another year with her in his arms. And every midnight found Summer reacting to that in different ways though none were unhappy with the sentiment.

Late that morning, after not enough sleep, Stark had woken up and found himself still entangled with Summer. "'M still lucky," he said quietly, more to himself than to her. "Morning, Summer." He didn't want to wake her if she was still asleep. He would be happy to stay right here as long as she was willing to even if he was meant to be at the clinic today. The nurses would understand or he hoped they would. He could always make it up to them later.

[For the scandalously modded woman in the bed with him. Although if you want to knock on the door or send a text nobody's gonna stop you.]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

"Heh. A soft laugh, at that little nip, Summer grinned. "A little peckish, maybe," she said, looking at Stark with that familiar light of challenge in her eyes. "I could definitely be hungrier.

[stykera]

That sounded like a challenge, Summer.

"Hmmm. I could help with that," Stark said. "I think I'm already hungry."

The look in his eye was certainly hungry. "What could I do for you? Another kiss?"

The kiss he gave her then was full of hunger.

"Something more?" He slid one hand from her back to her side, ghosting his fingers along her ribs, the other dropping to fall at her thigh. "What would you like?"