When Tony pulls away Bruce can't stop the whine that escapes from him, and he looks over to Tony to see just what was he doing when he feels his mouth go dry at the sight before him. It's... a nice look, really, and Bruce can't deny that. Tony has always looked good in his eyes, and with him currently looking somewhat flushed with his lips swollen and his cock clearly interested underneath his pants... its hard to resist.
Bruce swallows dryly as he pushes himself to sit up, biting down a moan as his cock shifts against the fly of his pants. He really needed to get them off unless he wanted to do something embarassing in the next couple of minutes.
"I thought you wanted me to get naked," is his answer as Bruce tugs off his unbuttoned shirt and does a half-baked attempt of folding it before putting it away. "Isn't keeping my pants on kind of counterproductive to that?"
But really, Bruce doesn't mind it. This is the first time in a long time he's allowing himself this, and as long as its good (and it will be good, because this is Tony), he's not going to complain.
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Bruce swallows dryly as he pushes himself to sit up, biting down a moan as his cock shifts against the fly of his pants. He really needed to get them off unless he wanted to do something embarassing in the next couple of minutes.
"I thought you wanted me to get naked," is his answer as Bruce tugs off his unbuttoned shirt and does a half-baked attempt of folding it before putting it away. "Isn't keeping my pants on kind of counterproductive to that?"
But really, Bruce doesn't mind it. This is the first time in a long time he's allowing himself this, and as long as its good (and it will be good, because this is Tony), he's not going to complain.