And that was definitely a very effective way to halt that conversation. Summer's shifting now was just to turn herself toward Stark to kiss him easier, kiss him deeper and just as slow, with soft, approving sound. One hand was trapped flat against his chest now, caught in the press of her own against his, while the other gently cradled his cheek, and it was very clear she was perfectly content to just linger there in a kiss like that for a while, as well.