@_sexysuperhero + sighed softly.
"Yeah, I'll do that tomorrow. Though I have a feeling you wouldn't mind me being a cat."
But no, cause as much as he loves the affection from Tony, he still has a duty to do as Sorcerer Supreme and he doubted him being a tabby cat can perform spells.
An annoyed hiss was heard from the loaf of a sorcerer in Tony's arm, and Stephen looked up with a small pout, groaning as he buried his face into the other's chest.
"Wong's gonna kill me. Messing up a simple spell like this.."
More muffled mumbles could be heard, until +
@_sexysuperhero Another huff before Stephen eventually slumps against Tony there, though he kept mind not to squish against Tony. He was heavy, despite knowing Tony could definitely hold his weight.
"Yeah. As if I can enter the library looking like this."
Ears flicked on his head as he +
@_sexysuperhero + feeling goosebumps trailing down his arms and a shudder down his spine.
"You have too much fun at teasing me."
He whined, gently pushing at Tony's chest with a huff.
@_sexysuperhero The catto sorcerer stayed where he was, arms kept wrapped around Tony's waist and if Tony heard him letting out a sound akin to a purr, he might be right.
"Tony-"
His breath hitched when Tony found that one spot to nip on, and ears and tail went up at attention,+
@_sexysuperhero + Frost began collecting at the corners of the room as Stephen spoke, only for the sorcerer to shake his head and walked out, the frost receding along with his presence.
[AU Starter for @_sexysuperhero]
For a sorcerer like him, getting in and out of a Hydra facility was easy as taking candy from a baby. In this case, having a certain Tony Stark wrapped in the safety of his Cloak as he scanned the room. Did they really think they could +
@_sexysuperhero Considering Tony pretty much answered himself, Stephen hummed and turned towards the door, only to glance at the figure in the room, gaze cold.
"You're only going back until I find a way to bring other Tony back. You're not going anywhere. And that's final." +
@SilvrTongueLoki He stares at the hand approaching him, body tense and lips curled only to relax at the scratches given.
Damn it.
"Well, the spell I used was to have other convinced I'm nothing more but a cat. So the spell kinda worked halfway?"
He mused, leaning into the scratches a wee bit.
@_sexysuperhero + "Your restrains aren't meant to coop you up in this room. You're not a prisoner. Unless you give me a reason to treat you like one."
Flick of his wrist, and the cuffs of his hands are off, with a bangle replacing it's spot on his left wrist.
"Still, I can't risk you +
"Pretty sure you developed those skills petting stray cats outside the alley."
Either way, it has Stephen melting into Tony's lap so he's not gonna complain too much.
"No idea.. Wanted to try out a cloaking spell and ended up like this."
@SilvrTongueLoki "Can't you tell?"
He drawls, ears flicking and tail swishing in an irritable manner.
"Wong's gonna kill me. Probably stare and laugh, then kill me."
Touches his ears. Well, at least he knows his fur is rather soft to the touch.
Ah, that explains why he hadn't picked up his presence. Though..
"Can I ask why?"
No judging. Just curious. It's been a while since someone's looked out for him.
@EmberEtin "Sexiest candid moment? Pretty sure I can't be candid and sexy at the same time."
He doubted he ever seen a candid photo being sexy, but who knows?
"Hello~"
He greets, giving her forehead a gentle peck.
Ears flick and nose scrunched up happily at the attention giving to him, with his arms wrapping around Tony's waist to keep him close, letting out a content noise from his lips.
"You have very talented hands, I'll have to admit."
He pointed out, grinning up at Tony.
"I'm not purring."
Yet the sounds emitting from his chest says otherwise there. Closing his eyes, Stephen leaned into the scratches until Tony's hand traveled to the back of his neck, and the sorcerer melted into the touch.
"I'll allow that."
Lays his head on Tony's chest and sighed softly.
"I am miserable. The spell wasn't supposed to.."
Whatever he wanted to say eventually died on his tongue when hands expertly scratched at his head and behind the ears.
No wonder cats loved the feeling of getting scritches.