"You're okay, Bruce. You're okay." Tony eases himself in, keeping his hands on Bruce's hips as he slides inside. He watches Bruce's hands fisted in the sheets and his eyes as they close against the sensation of Tony pushing into him. The heat and tensing of Bruce's body around him almost makes him lose control himself. He moans softly, waiting once he manages to settle inside of Bruce.
"See? You're just fine. Told you."
His voice is tight, but that's okay. They're fine. Tony just has to take a minute and remember to breathe. He offers a faint grin, just in case Bruce is getting worried about what they are doing, and hums a note of pleasure. He wants to cut off the "what next?" concern before Bruce can really think about it.
When he starts moving, it's still slow. A gentle withdrawal followed by a gradual roll forward, pressing back into him. He takes his time with it, not rushing or forcing the motion. He lets Bruce sink onto him bit by bit, massaging his skin with his fingers as he goes.
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"See? You're just fine. Told you."
His voice is tight, but that's okay. They're fine. Tony just has to take a minute and remember to breathe. He offers a faint grin, just in case Bruce is getting worried about what they are doing, and hums a note of pleasure. He wants to cut off the "what next?" concern before Bruce can really think about it.
When he starts moving, it's still slow. A gentle withdrawal followed by a gradual roll forward, pressing back into him. He takes his time with it, not rushing or forcing the motion. He lets Bruce sink onto him bit by bit, massaging his skin with his fingers as he goes.