Tony nodded. “yeah, my back would be super mad at me if we used the table.” he admitted. Once they where in the bedroom he shut the door and kissed her again, because kissing was good and kissing made sense and he didn’t really know what else to do. So he kissed her, backing her to the bed. “I want…” he mumbled. “I want to have sex with you… just this once…” because he knew she’d regret it in the morning. They always did. But he could be selfish, just this one time right?<br/>