"You can lick anything you want off of me," and licked the remnants of the shake from his lips. "Butter's messy. So is whipped cream. Well, now that I think of it, anything can make a mess in the bedroom. Even you," thinking about just how wet she was apt to get. At the mention of the possibility that she might be pregnant, Tony's eyes brightened considerably. "I promise to be extra careful. Does this mean no rough fuck on my workstation because I can picture you bent over it right now." He kissed her again, this time catching her tongue and sucking on the tip.