He's playing dirty. He knows it, and he doesn't try to play it off as anything else. This isn't about the sex--although the sex is nice--because if it were about sex, Tony could always find a way to satisfy that particular urge. This is about Bruce, and about putting his life back together.

Putting them both back together if Tony is really honest. That's what he does. He puts things together so that they work. Many times even better than before. He places his hand over Bruce's fist, noting how his other arm is stuck right where it is, and he smiles at that. No, he's not going anywhere. Not tonight.

"You and me," he repeats. "It's the right choice. I haven't been wrong yet, have I?"

He doesn't really give Bruce the chance to answer. He steals another kiss, brushing over his lips with the tip of his tongue, tasting him and urging him to simply let go and enjoy the moment. Tony knows it's hard on him, but that's why he's there. He leans in close, doing his best to get his hands in good positions to touch him even though Bruce has his arm in a sure grip and he's still trying to coax a kiss from him.