"We'll be careful." Tony can't help but be charmed by the way Bruce looks out for him. It's sweet, because he knows that Bruce cares and rarely gets to show how much he cares for everyone. It makes him feel special. Wanted. And everyone loves that feeling.

He runs his tongue over Bruce's thigh, tilting his head to look at him when he gives him that breathless challenge. Yes, he knows he's cheating. Tony chuckles and turns to kiss the flushed erection he's been teasingly close to. It's a soft brush of his lips and a warm breath. Nothing much, but enough to keep him there.

"You really want to talk about fair now?" he asks. He can't help it. Bruce keeps making beautiful, eager expressions and Tony is greedy. He likes to be the center of attention. "You weren't worried about clothes when you were fucking my hand on the couch in there."

He gently eases Bruce's leg back down and scoot back until he can slide off of the bed, unbuttons his shirt as he goes. It doesn't take long, and tony tosses his clothes aside carelessly as he removes them, crossing to the side of the bed to rifle in the nightstand, shedding layers as he goes. When he gets back to Bruce he's naked. The light of the reactor shines clearly from his chest and highlights the smirk on his lips.

"I dunno, you look good just like that. Maybe we should get a picture taken."