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There seemed to have been an odd interplay going on at Turtle & Canary that Monday, as Summer went about her usual tasks with a certian level of...distraction, in occasionally catching a sight of Apu in the corner of her eye that, at first, felt like just the standard fact that keeping an eye on Apu at all times was just a good idea, but then she started to realize it was taking on a certain leaning that invovled things like needing to show him something in the office and lamenting the excellent lighting all throughout the store that left no room for shadow corners. Contemplating the amount of space in the supplies closet or even the back storage freezer...

"Oh, fuck me," she murmured, when she realized what all that meant, and then winced because, Jesus, Summer, phrasing.

That was definitely how Apu wound up getting locked in the supply closet for the remainder of Summer's shift. It worked for Tino at the bar, it was definitely going to work for Apu here, too, dammit.

She would also be avoiding the cheese section today.

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i don't want to be here

Yes, Stark was texting early in the day today. For reasons.

Yeah, Summer had pretty much been expecting a text like this since she figured out what was going on that morning, and she was definitely more than a little smug about the timing.

u could always just leave, im sure the nurses can handle things on their own

some of them are handling things and each other already there are noises in one of the exam Rooms

Noises Stark was trying very hard not to listen to.

are you at work

yeah

And that, at first, was all the information Summer was going to give Stark, with just enough time for him to think on that before she added:

i had to lock apu in the supply closet becsuse he was making eyes at me

Another long moment for him to process THAT, too, before adding again:

i might be tempted to let him out if i dont get any better offers

See? She was helping! And look. There was a lot to be said about trying to wrangle this week into a way to nudge Stark toward getting on board with the whole idea that sleeping with other people sometimes was actually really sweet and he should do it more, BUT, it was only Monday, she was horny, her pickings here were dismally slim, and there was a lot to be said about a sure thing.

Edited 2024-03-25 15:33 (UTC)

Stark was frowning at his phone and pacing around the lobby of the clinic as he read and sent texts. He couldn't sit still or he'd be listening to the nurses! Or looking at the nurses. Or thinking about the nurses...

I'll give you any offer you want I can make very good offers I'll make an offer right now I could come over there or we could both leave work

He suspected he might not get to see as much of Summer this week as he might like but he was also determined to make her at least consider the idea that spending this whole time together might be a good one.

how about u meet me here and we'll see where that takes us?

Someone had definitely already been having some thoughts about the back office and was pretty locked in.

She paused to look over at a squirrel that had managed to scamper up onto the counter with the tiniest bouquet of wildflowers that he was nudging toward her with squirrelly eyebrows waggling hopefully at her.

u might want to hurry

I'll run

What? Summer couldn't possibly expect Stark to not hurry under these circumstances. And there was a reason he'd been hitting the gym regularly. Not just for this week but so he'd be stronger and faster in general!

So it wasn't too long before Stark came bursting through the door with a slightly breathless "I hurried" and a huge grin on his face.

"I could tell," said Summer, returning Stark's grin with a crooked one of her own ans her eyes bright with approval.

The squirrel, for the record, was fervently trying to scramble out of the wastebin Summer has summarily dumped him into literally the second he started making kissing noises at her.

"Come on," she said, pushing herself up from where she'd been leaning forward on the counter. She cocked her head toward the office door and then started moving that way. "I want to show you something."

"I wouldn't want to keep you waiting," Stark told her. He was already following her and reaching for her because he hadn't seen her in days now and that was unacceptable.

"I'd love to see what you have to show me."

Sorry not sorry, squirrel. And Apu. And Panda.

"I missed you."

It definitely wasn't anything Stark hadn't already seen before, but Summer didn't think he'd have any complaints about it.

"Oh yeah?" she asked, turning toward him. "How much?"

Good luck answering with your words, though, Stark, because as soon as that door closed behind him, she was pressed up against him, arms snaking around his neck, fingers already playing at the nape of his neck as she kissed him, with intent.

He was more than welcome to just answer with his body, though.

It was something Stark would never grow tired of seeing and if he ever did complain it would be a good indication he'd been replaced by a robot.

He wasn't going to answer with words, not yet, just a low noise in the back of his throat as he kissed her back and pulled her as close as he could get her while still clothed. And if his fingers were already playing at the edges of her top like it needed to be removed as soon as possible, well, was he wrong?

He did, eventually, manage to breathe out a "too much" against her lips.

"Well, then," Summer grinned, "guess we better make up for lost time, huh?"

She drew away from Stark so that she could help out with that pesky shirt problem by simply removing it, tossing it aside. Stark's shirt would have to stay on at least until she could use it to pull him with her as she backed up until her butt hit the desk. And once that purpose was served, well, off that went, too, and then Summer was going to take a moment to really appreciate all the other stuff beyond cardio that all that time at the gym had been doing for him.

Stark was a little too busy appreciating the view he was getting to think about what he might look like. This was a very good view. Why hadn't they ever been in this office before? The desk was a very good height and if he stepped in just a tiny bit closer maybe Summer would be on the desk and there were so many options there...

He leaned in, hands going to her waist and mouth to hers before he decided to lay a trail of kisses down her neck.

The desk was actually an excellent height for this sort of thing, which was a detail that Summer was not going to think about too much, because that would definitely lead to thinking about who else had previously been using this office for precisely this purpose, as well.

The desk more than the cot, actually.

But Summer, thankfully, was not thinking about any of those things right now, and she was backing up with those kisses a little to scoot herself up on the desk, drawing Stark in between her legs as her head tilted back and things were definitely headed quickly toward being no longer appropriate for this particular comm.

Not if Summer had anything to say about it, anyway.

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