With each passing moment Bruce can feel himself crumbling down, and its impossible to keep down the constant stream of gasps and cries and moans that are coming out from him as Tony brings him towards the peak of his pleasure. But that's not all, of course - Bruce whines desperately when Tony pulls back, going back to simple teasing once again, and he squirms for a moment, lost in the desperate need for more.

Bruce forces himself to calm down when Tony asks him that question, taking in deep breaths to regain himself even though every part of him is trembling with the need to come. He closes his eyes for a minute and then opens them again when his head is cleared and not frazzled with lust.

"I--" he starts, pausing after that to lick his dry lips once and swallow his equally dry throat. "I--yes. Yes, anything. Please, Tony." He's never been above begging, especially when sex was involved. Not when it's this good. "Please, anything. Anything at all."