Follow Sunny around

After Tony confirmed the building was safe enough for them to go in, Edward and Sunny grabbed their backpacks and entered the mansion. Edward followed Sunny around as she went from room to room looking at everything with fabric on it.

By the time they got to the 2nd floor and saw their first bedroom, Edward decided to toss his backpack on the ground and faceplant on the bed. He didn't care that it was old and not as big as his bed back home. It was a bed and he was determined to stay there until the morning.

"Tired?" Sunny asked, laughing.

Edward groaned. "Sore. My legs are killing me from being cramped in that car."

"Aww, I'm sure me sitting on you didn't help either," she soothed, as she started to massage the back of his calves.

"It didn't, but I don't regret it. I get why Tony enjoys it so much."

Sunny laughed. "I think he's more into having easy access to Peter's junk than hugging him."

Edward snorted. "You're right, but I'm well-aware I couldn't get away with feeling you up like that in front of people."

There was a pause. Then, Sunny resumed her massage, moving up to his thighs. "Well, we certainly wouldn't start off like that. Besides, it's not like they get their dicks out and masturbate."

Edward hummed, not knowing what else to say. They were silent as Sunny continued to touch his legs. He was about to fall asleep, when he felt Sunny's hands hesitantly move high enough to touch his ass. If she didn't stop, he knew he was going to pop a boner. But her hands felt so good on his sore body.

After a few minutes, he could feel himself getting hard and needed her to stop. "Thanks, Sun. I needed that."

"No problem, do you need me to help you up?" Sunny asked, as she moved to rub his lower back.

Edward groaned. "Nah, I'm good."

Sunny paused. "Ed, we can't just stay here all day. We only have today to check this place out. If Henry sees us laying around, he'll flip."

Thinking quickly, Edward twisted his torso slightly to face Sunny. "He'll leave us alone if he thinks we're taking a nap together."

Sunny raised an eyebrow. "No, he won't. The only way he'd leave without dragging us with him would be if we were having sex."

"You're not wrong, but we don't actually need to do that. Just get under the covers, and he'll come to his own conclusions," Edward rushed. "Aren't you tired? You got off work late last night and then woke up early to have breakfast with us. Surely, you need the nap just as much as I do."

Sunny thought for a moment, then shut the door while Edward took off his socks and shoes. Sunny took hers off as well, then they both got under the covers. They cuddled against each other and Edward was about to drift off again when Sunny woke him up. "Wait, this is too obvious. You should take your shirt off."

Edward's eyes popped open at that. "What?"

"Take your shirt off. He won't believe we had sex if it looks like we're dressed," Sunny insisted.

"If I do it, then you've got to do it too. He won't take a look at the one shirt on the floor and think we did it. He'll just assume I got too hot or something," Edward argued.

Sunny blushed, thinking.