Bruce grinning up at him makes his heart skip a little. He looks so pleased, and the way he holds Tony's shoulder is affectionate in a way Tony is sure that no one else gets out of him, no matter how nice Bruce is.
It feels good to be trusted.
He knows that the feeling of being taken like that is straining on his lover. It's his first time, and Bruce is already crossing his personal boundaries just by touching Tony. Sex has to be overwhelming. Yet here they are. Bruce shudders under him and Tony hums along with his moans, angling his thrusts so that he's rubbing even more against Bruce's prostate. His hand goes to the erection still between them, and Tony laughs a little as he strokes him.
"You can let go. I want to see your face when you come."
Who needs coherency? Tony is enjoying the way Bruce is losing his. It's beautiful. From the breathless murmur to the flush of his face as he arches up against him.
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It feels good to be trusted.
He knows that the feeling of being taken like that is straining on his lover. It's his first time, and Bruce is already crossing his personal boundaries just by touching Tony. Sex has to be overwhelming. Yet here they are. Bruce shudders under him and Tony hums along with his moans, angling his thrusts so that he's rubbing even more against Bruce's prostate. His hand goes to the erection still between them, and Tony laughs a little as he strokes him.
"You can let go. I want to see your face when you come."
Who needs coherency? Tony is enjoying the way Bruce is losing his. It's beautiful. From the breathless murmur to the flush of his face as he arches up against him.