[ There Tony goes again, making Bruce feel like some kind of sex god, like he's so desirable Tony has to kiss him so thoroughly and delicately. The funny thing is that the fact that Tony's making Bruce feel that way means that he's the sex god here. He's not sure where this patient attention comes from either after Tony's been a blitz of aggression, but he'll take it and chalk it up to the fact that Tony loves him, and they're running the gambit of Tony's love right now, all the way from intense possessiveness to intense tenderness.
He moans when Tony takes his cock, and this is when his tight control over his breath starts to unravel at the edges. He ducks his head, still trying to leave Tony room to kiss his neck if he wants, but Bruce can't lie still anymore. He needs to taste his skin too, to lick down the line of his shoulder and bite -- and Bruce isn't worried about being gentle. He licks over the already fading mark, and he gives Tony's hair a light tug. ]
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He moans when Tony takes his cock, and this is when his tight control over his breath starts to unravel at the edges. He ducks his head, still trying to leave Tony room to kiss his neck if he wants, but Bruce can't lie still anymore. He needs to taste his skin too, to lick down the line of his shoulder and bite -- and Bruce isn't worried about being gentle. He licks over the already fading mark, and he gives Tony's hair a light tug. ]