Smut things for amygdalae

[hotredhero]

Success of the day: getting Bruce Banner onto the couch next to him. This is a success for Tony, because Bruce is a hard person to keep in close proximity. Even when there really are no stressful events to trigger any unexpected changes, Tony can't always get him to accept the close contact that is Tony Stark. So this is a victory.

Also Phase One of his operation for the evening.

He's only an inch or so to the side, close enough to just wrap his arm around him, but he doesn't. Not yet. Instead he puts his hand on Bruce's thigh, drumming his fingers lightly with a dry amusement at the whole situation.

"Comfortable? You look like your trying to impersonate my wall, Banner."

And maybe he's not really that stiff, but Tony has a goal he's moving toward with this.

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[amygdalae]

Bruce isn't really sure exactly what made him agree to do this. Certainly, Tony had been kind and generous in his offers, but something like this... well, Bruce's not sure what to make of it. In retrospect, he should have thought about this before saying yes--

--although really, when it came to somebody like Tony Stark, yes was usually the only answer one could ever say.

He twitches slightly when Tony places a palm on his thigh, almost jumping but not quite. Bruce has never been the most touchy-feely kind of person, even from young - but this was Tony, and it was nowhere dangerous, so Bruce forces himself to relax. At least for the moment. He could always make an excuse to leave if he had to, after all.

Hopefully.

"Kind of hard to impersonate your wall when it can talk back," is Bruce's reply, lips curling into a wry grin as he turns and sends and equally wry look towards the other. The joke eases him a little, making him just a little bit more comfortable about this whole thing. A first step, maybe. It's more than enough.