"Hey, Tony could you hand me th- Ow!" Tony had pricked him with a screwdriver, "Tony, seriously?"

"You wanted a screwdriver, didn't you?"

Tony had a small smirk on his face. His true intention was to get a reaction out of him. Bruce knew this too. He sighed and gave him a light smile and turned towards the table. He went back to work, tinkering away. Tony looked at Bruce for a second and came up behind him, wrapping his arms around him.

"Tony," Bruce said, annoyance dripping out.

"Hey, hey, I'm just hugging you, it's no big deal." Though, Tony still had that small smirk on his face. Which, of course Bruce didn't notice.

Tony looked at his neck, "It's a shame, really.."

"What is?" Bruce still had his eyes fixed on what he was tinkering away at.

"Just the way your neck is just waiting for someone...It's like it's calling me in."

Tony started to suck on his neck, causing Bruce to make a small sound and try to get Tony off. He had no time for this right now. Why does Tony always have to be so pushy? Bruce didn't know, but right now he would not give in. Bruce kept trying to push him off, making small protests here and there. Which earned him a harder nip to his neck. Another sound left him and it was now obvious he was aroused. Even if it was just a little.

"Come on, please? I know you like it when I beg."

Bruce shook Tony off finally and sighed. 'Damn it, Tony...' Bruce turned around and saw that little smirk still there. A smile of his own was starting to show,

"You know what buttons to push, don't you?"

"Of course I do. Now, come on. The bed's all ready for us."

Bruce rolled his eyes and followed him into the bedroom. Needless to say, after a couple hours, Tony was very satisfied.