[ Sometimes, Tony thinks that discovering what sounds he can coax from Bruce is the best part of having sex with him. Not that the intimacy and the pleasure are anything to scoff at; far from it. But there’s something about listening to him, knowing that that moan or this sigh is his doing, that strikes some chord deep in the core of him. Every note of sound he wins from him, he stores in his memory, like a collector, preserved and pristine so that he can think about them later. What prompts them, how to provoke them again, how they might change if he does something differently.
Maybe he just thinks about sex, and Bruce, too much.
At the moment, however, he isn’t thinking at all. He’s reacting to the pinch of Bruce’s teeth against his skin, hissing out a low note of pleasure and something that sounds suspiciously like god yes under his breath. Tony would be lying if he claimed not to like it rough; he loves it, some part of him that hates being handled like he’s going to break revels in it.
His hand tightens around Bruce’s cock, not content simply to caress anymore. He gives one firm pump of his fist, follows it with another, half a beat behind his hips. He’s breathing hard now, and his voice is strained, edging toward wrecked when he finally pulls his mouth off of Bruce long enough to speak. ]
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Maybe he just thinks about sex, and Bruce, too much.
At the moment, however, he isn’t thinking at all. He’s reacting to the pinch of Bruce’s teeth against his skin, hissing out a low note of pleasure and something that sounds suspiciously like god yes under his breath. Tony would be lying if he claimed not to like it rough; he loves it, some part of him that hates being handled like he’s going to break revels in it.
His hand tightens around Bruce’s cock, not content simply to caress anymore. He gives one firm pump of his fist, follows it with another, half a beat behind his hips. He’s breathing hard now, and his voice is strained, edging toward wrecked when he finally pulls his mouth off of Bruce long enough to speak. ]
How… How’re you doing? Holding up?