[ This is so much easier than talking. Words get in the way. Tony’s own inability to spit out what he means in a cohesive, rational way makes it virtually impossible to be eloquent when it actually matters. But he knows where he is with kissing. It’s a language he speaks as easily as breathing.
And if Bruce wasn’t as upset as Tony knows that he is, he’d have his hands under his clothes by now. He just isn’t sure that sex is the way to go here. Not that he doesn’t want it. He does. Provided there was no objection from Bruce, he knows he wouldn’t have any qualms about having sex with the Hulk once the logistics were worked out. That’s how much he wants him, and he never wants there to be any doubt of that.
He just isn’t completely without tact, and he knows that there’s a time and a place for all things. Especially when emotions are running high.
So he settles for hooking an arm around Bruce’s waist and letting his hand come to rest just along the top of his ass. It’s intimate. It’s hard to ignore. And it’s also a compromise between instant gratification and patience. The other hand tangles in Bruce’s hair, holds in there while he kisses him like he hasn’t seen him in months.
Bruce may be trying to send him a message, but Tony’s got one of his own to sense. He loves him. He wants him. And there’s not a damn thing that’s going to change that. ]
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And if Bruce wasn’t as upset as Tony knows that he is, he’d have his hands under his clothes by now. He just isn’t sure that sex is the way to go here. Not that he doesn’t want it. He does. Provided there was no objection from Bruce, he knows he wouldn’t have any qualms about having sex with the Hulk once the logistics were worked out. That’s how much he wants him, and he never wants there to be any doubt of that.
He just isn’t completely without tact, and he knows that there’s a time and a place for all things. Especially when emotions are running high.
So he settles for hooking an arm around Bruce’s waist and letting his hand come to rest just along the top of his ass. It’s intimate. It’s hard to ignore. And it’s also a compromise between instant gratification and patience. The other hand tangles in Bruce’s hair, holds in there while he kisses him like he hasn’t seen him in months.
Bruce may be trying to send him a message, but Tony’s got one of his own to sense. He loves him. He wants him. And there’s not a damn thing that’s going to change that. ]