Bruce whines again as Tony brings him even closer to the edge of orgasm. He's right there, Bruce can feel it, and he jerks his hips, desperate to come. He's hanging on by a thread, slipping with each thrust that Tomy gives him and too good, it feels far too good.

"Tony," he moans out the name as he uses the hand on Tony's shoulder to pull him closer, close enough that he can properly feel the heat of Tony's body above his. Bruce wraps both of his arms around Tony's shoulders as the pleasure rises and surges forward, pressing against the edge--

And then Tony shifts just a little down and hits him in that spot and the reaction is like having his gut punched except in a very good way. His nerves light up all at once as an intense wave of pleasure crashes through him, and Bruce can do nothing else but let himself get swept up in that wave.

Bruce hits the peak and proceeds to fall over as orgasm crashes down on him. His face goes slack with pleasure and his voice dies out in his throat as he comes so much harder then he could ever remember himself coming. His entire body is shuddering with the intensity of it as pleasure ripples trough every cell inside of him, bouncing back and forth until he can't think of anything else at all, every coherent thought wiped out from his mind while he comes.