Sorry this wasn't posted on Thorsday guys, fanfiction didn't want to upload it for some reason and made me wait a couple of days before I could post anything :( We're up to 11 chapters and this has become my life currently. I'm having a lot of fun and I'm glad everyone's enjoying themselves! Thanks for all the positive feedback! Now here's the continuation!
Oh and if you're squeamish with reading sexy scenes, it has been marked off my lines so you can skip the chunk.
WE DO NOT OWN MARVEL OR ITS CHARACTERS, BUT A GIRL CAN DREAM.
Chapter 4 - Firsts
Pepper Potts had just had a short flight on one of Stark Industries' private planes from Washington D.C. to New York. She had called her boss/boyfriend that morning, but had failed to get a response from the man. So it wouldn't have been without fair warning that the personal assistant had returned to Stark Tower.
She had made her way up the elevator to the floor where Tony's bedroom would be on. It was not an oddity for Tony Stark to not wake up until late in the afternoon when she wasn't there to personally babysit him to make sure he was doing his job. When she reached the appropriate floor, the elevator opened to a dark room where she could see a faint blue glow shine in the dark from the couch.
"Tony, I'm back!" Came a high pitched and partially exhausted voice from the elevator door that had just beeped marking that it had just opened. She made her way over to the glowing and set her bag onto the floor. Thinking it was far too late in the afternoon for it to be this dark, she states, "JARVIS, please turn back on the lights, please."
"Yes, Miss Potts," said JARVIS and the lights came back to life. What Potts wasn't expecting was to see two worn out scientists lying on the couch in front of her. One including her boyfriend, the other seeming vaguely familiar from the Avengers report she witnessed before Tony had left.
"Tony, what's going on?" she said relatively calmly, with a bitter anger in her voice.
Tony looked up shocked that Pepper had come. He then realized he hadn't changed the security system yet, therefore Pepper could get in without any warning from JARVIS. Looking at the man on his chest he saw he was in a predicament. Perhaps he should have broke up with Pepper before pursuing the scientist in his arms.
"P-Pepper, we need to talk..." He had had many bad encounters with women before, but none he feared like the wrath Pepper might bestow upon him. She had a right to be angry, he had cheated on her while she was gone, and she had come home to see not another woman in her boyfriend's arms, but a man. He hoped they wouldn't wake Bruce, he had no idea how he'd react to the fact Tony had forgotten he had a girlfriend. Oh God first Pepper's going to kick the shit out of me and then Bruce is going to leave me before we're even officially together. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
"First of all, this is Bruce Banner," he said gesturing to the man in his arms with a nod of his head. "Second, I'm pretty sure I'm bisexual. Third, Bruce isn't just a friend."
With that he stopped not wanting to give more information than asked. He wanted to give her a chance to ask questions or time to let it all sink in. If Pepper didn't kill him during this talk, then Bruce would definitely get up and either Hulk out and murder him or slap him and go into hiding again. Stark wasn't sure what was worse.
Bruce had started to move himself off of Tony once he heard the other voices mingle together and he had been pointed out. To Tony's statement it was obvious who the ginger girl was and he couldn't help but feel hurt for himself and the girl standing above Tony. The drama bomb that was starting to prop itself then was immense, and Banner was caught in the line of fire. He didn't want to disturb the two and honestly, at that moment, his sunk heart didn't want to see the other man at that moment.
"I'm sorry, Miss...," the doctor had begun as he stood up from the couch. He didn't want to make eye contact with her, from the corner of his eye before he could see the fire building inside of her. The other unfortunate thing was that, he didn't even know the poor girl's name, besides Pepper that Tony just addressed her as.
"Potts," she said flatly.
"Miss Potts, I'm sorry," he tip toed around the coffee table and the woman and headed off in the direction of his room. His relaxed demeanor was once again rigid and forced. He wasn't going to be able to handle the fire fight that was going to commence.
"Tony, what the hell?" she shouted after the other man left the room. "Do you know how worried sick I was watching the TV! I thought you were dead for a while by the way they were covering it! And then you didn't even bother to tell me what the hell you were up to after everything was said and done?"
Tony sat listening to the woman yell. She had every right to. "Look Pepper I'm sorry. After I tried to call you before going through that portal and once you didn't answer I just didn't try to call again, thinking you'd call me back, but Bruce and I started working on repairing the suit, then repairing the Tower and well..."
Stark trailed off there figuring she could piece together the rest of what had happened. It made him feel a bit sad to know he had hurt her, but he just wanted Bruce. He would give up all his money if it meant being with Bruce. "And please don't be mad at him, he had no clue that I had a girlfriend."
He had used past tense there for a reason, if Pepper wasn't going to dump him right there, Tony was going to break it off. Even if Bruce ended what was just forming, it wouldn't be fair to Pepper to try and stay with her when he knew he didn't love her anymore.
She let out a large huff of air along with a glare. Finally she spoke again after Tony's final statement, "Fine, Mr. Stark. I really shouldn't be overly surprised by this with you. I've apparently forgotten that I'm just here to manage everything you do and clean up your messes. If you don't mind, I'm going to take my leave early today," she said heading back to the elevator she had gotten off only a few minutes before and left the premises. It wasn't the first or the last time she had played Stark's mystery game of life, but the next time, she wasn't going to be playing it that way with him again.
The yelling had died down from Bruce's room where he was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking out the window he had asked JARVIS to open up the blind for him. He felt bad for the woman who entered without knowing about them. Bruce didn't know what he was getting mixed up in and Tony was really one to blame for that. Why didn't he just tell me...Or at least tell her first... The man had his elbows to his knees and propped up his head with his hands against his forehead. Tony...why...?
Tony sighed as the woman left, he honestly felt awful. This wasn't his usual antics, like one night stands, hopping from girl to girl, this was the one thing in the world that could make him leave Pepper. Tony walked to Bruce's room and knocked gently on the door. "Bruce? May I come in? I need to talk to you..."
Oh God please let Bruce hear me out. Please please please let him forgive me. It killed him that he hurt Pepper, but it tortured him to think that he hurt Bruce so much. He sighed a bit. "I'm really sorry, Bruce."
"Me too...," he said quietly in his room, just audibly enough for Stark to hear him outside the door. It wasn't like Bruce really wanted to see him right now. Of course the good doctor wouldn't have the heart to flat out say that though. It felt like for the brief period of time where he felt like he could trust someone was all just snatched away in an instant. Looking at the face of the man that earned that trust and took it away just as quickly wasn't going to make his twisted insides feel any better. Bruce let out a heavy breath of air into his lap, not sure how to go about what had happened.
After a moment Tony realized the other man wasn't going to let him into the room even to talk. He rested his head against the door lightly. "Bruce, this doesn't mean I care for you any less. I-I just couldn't tell you about her, with all the fun I was having with you I forgot she existed. When I realized my feelings for you, I should have called her. I made a mistake Bruce, please forgive me. I wasn't just stringing you along. Think about it, why would I keep pursuing you knowing I'm not going to get any sex, if I didn't have the intention of staying with you. You're not just a fling. Tell me how I can fix this."
The metal Avenger was begging, anything he could do to fix this he would. Tony knew how wrong he had been, he was just afraid that if he told Bruce about Pepper, Bruce would leave. As far as they had come had been destroyed because Tony had been too much of a coward to make a phone call to the girl with the name of a seasoning.
"Tony...you forgot she existed...within a day or two...How could you do that to her?" Bruce sounded as hurt as if he did the act himself. Thinking about it further, he thought about what Stark could do to him in the future. It wasn't normally like him to think about himself, but he didn't want to get hurt again. He might be in control now, but the other guy was always lurking there. "You may pursue me now, but what about the future? It took you two days or less to forget about Miss Potts. What about me...? What are you going to do when you get what you want then...?
Bruce sounded really hurt. Wounded even, staring blankly into the palms of his hands. He had only stayed because Stark showed he really had feelings for him and he returned them, even if he shouldn't have. But apparently there was more than just him at the time. What will happen we he gets bored of him? Or finds someone else? Yeah, the title of playboy was very fitting for him.
"Miss Potts isn't you. No one else is like you. I will never be tired of you. Yes, I do want sex from you, but that doesn't mean that's all I want. Bruce, if it meant you'll give me another chance, I'd promise not to have sex until you saw me fit for your trust again. And I'd promise only to have sex with you if and when you're ready to trust me enough. Anything to get you to give me another chance," he bit his lip slightly. "Bruce, please don't do this. I love you."
He was utterly surprised at his own words. He hadn't even told Pepper he loved her. And sure he had been faithful to Miss Potts until just recently, but never had he been willing to completely give up sex until someone was ready. Even Pepper gave in pretty easy. However, he meant every word. He'd do anything to get another chance. Anything.
Bruce was surprised to hear of the man's claim of abstaining from sex for him until he was ready. Not that he knew he would ever be ready. The risk of Hulking out during that intimate of a moment was too great. Nothing could have prepared him for the last three words the man said to him through the door. They were completely striking to the man sitting on the bed, causing his heart to stop for what seemed to be the umpteenth time that day.
He pulled his head away from its resting position and stood. Tentatively making his way to the door, wondering if what he believed he heard was true. Could it possibly be true that the Tony Stark was really able to buckle down for him? That he really admits to loving him?
The electronic door opened in a fast swoosh after Banner had played with the pad next to it. His glossy eyes having the desire and hope for what he said to be true. He bit his lip in anticipation as he managed to look at Tony with a small amount of trust he managed to muster back up.
Tony was surprised yet grateful that the man opened the door. The look in Bruce's eyes made Tony's heart jump. He took a breath and cupped the man's face gently. This time he looked Bruce in the eyes. He wanted Bruce to be able to see he meant every word he was saying. "I mean it. I will abstain from sex, until you say you want to have it. And if you never do then I guess I'll just be enjoying my hand for a very very long time. I love you Bruce."
At this point he was ready to say he'd give up masturbation, that'd be nearly impossible for him, but for Bruce he'd try. He'd try anything, hell he'd take on the Hulk for him.
"I guess you really did mean what you said this morning," Bruce whispered thinking to how Tony had praised him so much while he thought he was sleeping. He gave a weak smile, "I still feel bad for Miss Potts, but I forgive you. Thank you, Tony. I...I love you too." And the small man gave a blush, unable to look away since Tony was holding his head to look right at his dazzling eyes.
Of course the other matter came into play. He didn't want to deprive the other man just because of his 'condition'. It wasn't fair that he'd have to give up on something he craved. "Umm...well about the sex...," the topic was very awkward for the doctor to bring up, "Y-You'll have to do a little bit of convincing and taking it slow to not get me too worked up..." Bruce trailed off too embarrassed to finish his sentence, really wishing he could divert his gaze away from the dark eyes of Tony.
Tony turned a bright red upon finding out the man had been awake and heard him. "Y-You were awake? You heard me? Why didn't you stop me? You were not supposed to hear that!" It then sunk in the man had said he loved him "You love me too?"
Tony leaned down and kissed the man passionately. He was still utterly humiliated that the man had heard him pouring out every thought he had about the man. "We can take it as slow as you need to. For now, we don't even have to worry about that."
Gently he kissed the man's forehead. "For now, it'll be just enjoying each other and science. Lots and lots of science. First chemistry, then physics and finally anatomy." He chuckled at his own joke. It was the nerdy science boy kind, but that just seemed to work for their relationship.
The kiss was practically magical, even though that was Thor's territory. All the worries Bruce had had were gone, washed away with the sweet taste of Tony as he entered his mouth. Not unwelcomed, but the untrained scientist couldn't help but feel like he was slightly inadequate for Stark's tastes. But Bruce didn't dwell on it. All he could think about was that he did indeed love the man kissing him. After Tony had broken off the kiss, he couldn't help but lick his lips to keep the taste from leaving.
He couldn't help but let out a small giggle at Tony's freak out of him hearing his conversation to his unconscious self and for the horrible science puns. "I'm a light sleeper," the good doctor let his secret be known. "And yes, I do and I appreciate you working with that," he blushed deeply, adding to the preexisting colour to his face.
"Oh there is one thing I need to tell you before we get off our break," he said seriously, his eyes giving their warning. He grabbed Stark's loose fitting t shirt and pulled the taller man to an appropriate height and allowed for himself to give the man one lustful kiss for the day. Bruce wanted to taste his soft lips on his again, to allow him one chance to explore the other man's mouth.
Tony was shocked at the man's forwardness, but wasted no time in returning the kiss. Tony opened his mouth and tangled their tongues together. Bruce's mouth tasted slightly of the Lipton tea he had drank earlier, and a sweet essence that was his own. His hands moved from the man's face to his waist to pull him closer. With their bodies flush against each other Tony could feel the other man's warmth, the other man's heart beat. Tony's hands moved of their own accord leaving the man's waist, they slowly moved down to feel the man's perfect ass.
It wasn't too long before Tony could feel one head's capacity going down and the other going up. At that point Tony pulled away; he had a promise to keep. "Wow. We should probably not do that kind of thing again when we have work to do. I mean it just makes it hard to focus on it all, because that is just way too damn good."
A moan had escaped from Bruce's mouth while his tongue was intertwined with Tony's. It had been ages since he's gotten to have any sort of pleasure on that level. He could barely just stand there and take it without feeling like he was going to collapse from the sensations that were developing. But of course, it wasn't exactly easing into the heat of the moment like he should have and the little beeps started firing off from his watch. When they finally pulled away the man could go back to regulating his breathing to make the noise cease.
Catching his breath, Bruce nodded in agreement to Stark's comment with a smirk crossing his lips. "Probably a good idea. And you have a bad definition of taking it slow," the doctor teased as be managed to back Tony out of the door so they could possibly continue to work.
"I think break time is over now," Bruce said making his way out of his room. He gestured to the elevator at the possibility of going to finish the work they had lined up for themselves.
"Sorry, I promise I'll work on that. After we finish working do it again and I'll see if I can do a lot better of a job of easing into it. If I mess that up we can just try and try again," Tony laughed at his own joke. He realized he needed to do a better job of taking it slow. Bruce's forwardness had just surprised him so much; it just shut off his mind. It was just so damn sexy. Control yourself Tony. You made a promise to this man and you sure as hell better keep, he might not give you another chance if you screw up that bad again.
Tony led the way to the floor they had been working on. "JARVIS, my suit please."
"Yes, sir," the suit was sent out and immediately covered Tony. Tony began working on quickly putting the insulation into the walls, then putting up drywall. The process was made to go a hell of a lot faster with the suit on. It didn't take him long to get to the point of priming the walls. Once the primer dried he'd be able to continue and begin individualizing the rooms with their specific paints and designs.
He stopped standing next to Bruce and raised his mask. "Hey, I just finished priming. I thought maybe you'd enjoy a little help with the electrical system here."
Bruce got back into the work zone fairly easy. Feeling a tad guilty for poor Pepper still made his mind take a bit to transition to the right state of mind. Soon enough, he was pulling the cables to the right areas of the circuit breaker. Turning switches on and off to make sure he was using it correctly considering the advanced energy system running on something entirely new to him. Watching the different areas where the power would go out or ignite to life.
Eventually a tall metallic figure went next to him while sitting cross legged on the floor, engrossed in his tinkering. When Iron Man spoke he gave a sudden jump of surprise, he was so used to the silence of blasting walls or painting that he wasn't ready to talk to the other man.
"Oh sorry," he said processing the request and giving a playful snort when realizing what Tony was implying. "If you insist. Your technology is flawless. The clean energy wiring is baffling though. It's been a fun experiment to play with though," he said as he tested each of the individual segments of power to the upper levels of the building, showing that it was operating like it should now.
"Wow, you picked up on it really fast. I don't think you need my help. With your wiring I'll be able to reload JARVIS into the system in no time. Good job." He gave the man a pat on the back. Tony was really impressed by the man's ability to understand his wiring so quickly. Not that he doubted Bruce could do it, he had just expected more questions. This was one of the many reasons he loved this man, he was so good at almost everything he did.
"My technology isn't flawless though, sometimes the wires begin to overheat and then Dummy has to put out another fire. I'm still working on that problem, but generally the more floors I have running the more energy is used which means less fires." He had no idea why he was sitting here and explain all this to the man, but it was fun. Talking about science like this always made him smile.
"How long until you think you'll be done?" He asked doing his best not to look over the man's shoulder. If Bruce was almost done with the wiring then they'd be good for the day and then Tony would have a chance to just relax again, hopefully this time it wouldn't be interrupted by something that could destroy the relationship. It then occurred to him, that he had never actually asked Bruce to go steady with him.
"I believe I'm done right about...now," the scientist put the box back into the wall, carefully moving the wires inside. His mind was racing with possibilities for the tech that ran the building. Along with some simple fixes that Stark may have overlooked. "And if you're having that kind of problem with the wires, you might want to insulate them more. Won't be a bad idea if you invested in thicker wires too."
Banner started to stand up from where he had rooted himself to the ground. He started to brush back his now dry hair from his face and turned to face the other man. A small lopsided smile came on his face while looking at Iron Man's exposed face, "You need me to help you with your work now?"
"How could I be so stupid and miss that! Thanks for the tip, I always forget the simple stuff and jump right into the assumption it has to do with something a lot more complicated than needing thicker wires or insulation," Tony felt so stupid and extremely embarrassed. He was a genius that kind of mistake was something he shouldn't be making, or at least it's the kind of mistake he should have caught himself by now.
"You already are by doing the wiring. But if you mean the walls, I got those all up on this floor and they're primed. They just need to dry and we can start painting them," Tony said all this with a small smile. He loved how eager the man was to work some more. "If you want to help me more, then how bout a date?"
Tony knew this could be a long shot. Bruce hadn't left the building since coming here, and the other man didn't seem to enjoy being in public places much. Still, Stark wanted to take the man out. He wanted to show him off to the world and say 'look what I've got, the best man in the world has chosen me.' It was a bit out there, but Bruce meant a lot to him and frankly the faster the public knew that he and Pepper were no longer together, the better. It'd probably upset Bruce if reporters kept writing about whether he and Pepper were going to marry soon or not.
The gamma scientist stopped dead in his tracks. Hell, he may of just kissed the man he was with not even a few hours ago, but the fact that he was asked out for the first time made his heart skip a beat. He felt like a teenager for the first time. An unconventionally, he was asked out by the bad boy of the school. Mom would be so proud, Bruce thought sarcastically, slightly sad about remembering his mother jokingly.
"S-sure," Bruce said nervously, like the emotional mess he was. "What do you have in mind...?" It wasn't his biggest wish to leave the Tower. He had been among the stressful street of New York and it did none too kindly to him then. Neither was the Hulk when he had to stop Abomination afterwards. But maybe getting out of a work environment will do the man some good. He really hoped that Tony's onslaught of press wouldn't get him noticed though.
"Well, there's this really nice restaurant just a few blocks away. It's quiet and private. It's basically where people the press like to hound go, because they actually have private rooms. The food is great. I think you'll like it a lot," he was ecstatic the man agreed. It was quite adorable how the man squirmed at being asked on a simple date. Sure they had gone a bit out of order, kiss to cuddle to almost break up before even being together to making to going on their first date. It was a bit funny if you really thought about it.
"I'll have JARVIS pick a nice suit for you to wear. JARVIS, feel free to give Dr. Banner any of my suits."
"Yes, sir," Tony turned back to the other man.
"Well, how about a quick shower, then we'll meet in the lounge?" He asked excited for the night to come.
Banner nodded, allowing for a small chuckle to come out. They walked back to the elevator to go to their separate rooms to prepare. This was Bruce's second shower of the day and something he wasn't that accommodated to. He was lucky to get a shower daily in some countries while he was traveling, let alone this often. After he was washed, again the fruity smell clung to him. Something he didn't mind too much and he dried off sufficiently so he wouldn't have his hair dripping wet onto a nice suit for the evening.
Nothing too strenuous, Banner, he reminded himself as the prospects of the night finally started to hit him. Don't get noticed and try not to hurt Tony...
He walked out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist, to find a suit that looked to be about his size. Still slightly bigger than him, but the doctor wasn't a big man to begin with. What stood out the most were the colours: a black suit and pants, with a green shirt and a purple tie. The doctor rolled his eyes at the combination; no doubt it was a joke from Tony that JARVIS had only participated in. He grabbed a pair of boxers from his bag and put on the attire. The suit was definitely too big for the small man. But that was something he did normally and didn't mind too much. After putting his shoes on, he adjusted the too-long pant legs to be appropriate.
Reaching for his wristwatch as a security device, he put it on under the baggy clothes and also made sure to pocket his glassed. Finally he made his way to the lounge where Tony was standing, ready to begin the festivities.
As soon as Tony got to his room he stripped down and took another hot shower. It had been so hot in the suit while he worked. After an exhilarating shower, he got out and shaved so he could sculpt his perfect beard. After brushing his teeth, he put on some aftershave and very expensive cologne. He went to his room and pulled out a suit with a black jacket and black pants. He grabbed a red shirt and a gold tie. At that point he smiled "JARVIS, please loan Dr. Banner a black suit with a green shirt and a purple tie."
"Yes, sir." Tony chuckled to himself hoping the man would get it was only a joke he wasn't trying to be mean. He tied his shiny black dress shoes and went to look at himself in a full length mirror on the inside of one of his closet doors. Finally he felt he was ready for a proper date with the other man.
You can do this, a normal date. This is Bruce, so don't be too extravagant, just let him do as he pleases. Tony had to give himself a pep talk in his mind. Most the dates he had, all he did was fling around some money and all the women were putty in his hands, but this was not one of those women. This was Dr. Bruce Banner who had been content spending so much time in third world countries, this was not about the money so buying Bruce lots of stuff was not going to work. Quite contrary it would probably push Bruce farther away.
Tony left his room to go wait in the lounge for the other man. While he waited he began thinking if tonight they would share the same bed again, and who's bed would it be? Tony blushed when his next thought came. Should I even bother to remodel his room, when I hope he'll be in mine most the time anyway?
At that moment he saw the other man and smiled. He held out and arm for him. "Ready for our first date?"
"As I'll ever be. Thanks for the suit, it's a...nice colour choice," Bruce said pulling at the ends of his coat. He noted that Stark had purposely tried to colour coordinate for their 'uniforms' and couldn't help but laugh. Also, he noticed how nicely Stark shaved in a short amount of time while he felt the stubble on his face from forgetting about it completely.
"Shall you lead the way?" he suggested since only Stark knew where to go and had a ride to get there to boot. There was a flush to his face while looking at the nicely dressed Stark. He had only seen him in his form fitting t shirts and loose jeans. Seeing him in some nice clothes was different, but not unwanted. Stark was very handsome and well, pretty sexy. Bruce gave his arm and locked it in with the extended one offered to him, turning his head away from Tony, trying to avoid letting the other man see his blushing face.
"You look great." Tony meant what he said. Though the clothes were a bit big for the smaller man, the colors really did suit him. Without really trying, Bruce was sexy on so many levels and that just made Tony want him more and more.
Tony smiled enjoying the closeness of the other man. He walked confidently to the elevator which took them down to his personal parking garage. Letting go of Bruce's arm, he moved to open up the passenger's side door of his Acura NSX for the other man. Once Bruce was comfortably seated, Stark closed the door and went to the driver's side. He quickly got in and turned on the car. As excited as he was for this date, he loved just having Bruce in the car with him, it reminded him of when Bruce first came to stay with him just a few days ago. Had he been asked then if he thought he'd be kissing the other man or dating him he'd have outright said no and probably punched whoever was asking for just implying he could be interested in men.
After buckling up Tony drove quickly to the restaurant. He allowed for a Valet so neither of them would have to walk in the dress shoes. The Valet beat him to opening the door for Bruce but he once again offered an arm for the man, he wasn't ashamed to show the world that Tony Stark had a boyfriend, and one that he loved very much. The restaurant was at the top of a tower and rotated slowly as people ate. When they reached the podium of the maître d' he requested one of the private rooms. The man nodded and led them to a quiet room with a small table for two. There was a candle in the middle of the table and a beautiful white tablecloth with gold embroidery on the edges. One wall was all windows, where the diners could look out into the night and see the bright city. Tony pulled out Bruce's seat for him.
"I hope this will suffice. I figured you weren't quite ready for large amounts of people just yet. Frankly, I wasn't ready to share you yet either," he said this with a small warm smile. So far Tony had managed to be a gentleman, and things seemed to be going well. He just wanted to show Bruce that he was special and not just a challenge that he was going to stop seeing once he got what he wanted.
Taking the chair offered to him, Bruce sat and looked down to what used to be Stark Expo below. Lights were lit all around in dazzling colours that made the night life seem very upbeat. There were the occasional crowds of people hanging around at the different areas and attractions of what used to be filled with Stark Industries tech. Some areas still did, like the museums dedicated to Howard Stark's early achievements. Seemed disappointing that not even two years ago this place was booming with people coming to see the unveiling of new technology daily, and now it was relatively quiet. Tech hidden away until deemed fit to announce it to the world.
"This is nice," the doctor said quietly playing with his hands in his lap. He was grateful for the dim lighting of the room, it was helping cover his red face. A first date for anyone was going to have that notion of embarrassment written on their face.
"Shame, wish I could have seen this place while you were still displaying your tech about," he said shyly and a quiet laugh escaped his mouth while staring at the candlelight on the table. "Then again, this place was probably a lot more crowded. Might not have been the best idea for me. Need a private showing I guess."
Tony smiled happy the man was enjoying the venue. He had put careful thought into it which he rarely did. Usually he just took his date anywhere he felt like eating. As he sipped his water the other man asked for a 'private showing' and Tony almost choked. Giving one of his playful smiles he said, "Well I will give you as many private showings as you like. Matter-a-fact come to my bedroom tonight and I'll give you a special one in return for one of your own."
Stark winked at the man as he said this. He had promised to ease into things, he never said he wouldn't flirt nor tease the man. Frankly, if he didn't he wouldn't be himself, giving up sex was one thing, but giving up his usual confident personality was another. If Bruce loved him now, then changing his behavior was pretty much counterproductive. Just like if Bruce tried to behave like one of the elitist billionaires that were always at his parties. Tony loved Bruce like this; nice and awkward. It went well with his overbearing personality. Two very confident overbearing people just didn't work very well.
"N-n-not like that!" Banner babbled as he realized the context of what he said. He wasn't used to sexual innuendos and by god, everything he said can and will be used against him by the other man. Poor doctor had the smallest fraction possible to getting any sexual act before his incident while compared to the other man. His condition didn't help him in that favour at all. All the bedroom humour would hit him like a brick wall as he sprinted blindlessly forward.
Trying to cool down, Bruce started sipping at his water. Soon enough a waiter came to the private room and asked, "What can I get you two gentlemen this evening?"
Bruce finally noticed a menu in front of him he didn't touch beforehand. He wasn't one for eating much and wouldn't complain if the waiter brought him a bowl of cereal to tell the truth. Dr. Banner allowed for a quick look to Tony, who still had a devilish grin on his face, and pointed with an index finger of his intertwined hands that had been sitting on his lap.
"I'm having what he's having," he said with an unsure voice and a small smile saying 'I have no idea what to do in a nice place like this.'
"How disappointing, that seemed like it would be my most successful showing yet," the man's reaction made him laugh a bit. He knew Bruce wasn't expecting that response, but he didn't think Bruce would become that uncomfortable. This was another reason he enjoyed the man's company, Bruce made it seem like Tony was unpredictable. Tony looked up when the waiter came. Hearing what the man was ordering he smiled.
"We'll both have a Louchart Porterhouse, with baked potatoes steamed vegetables, and some calamari for an appetizer please. Also a bottle of champagne please," Tony handed the waiter his menu.
"Yes, sir, and how would you like those cooked?"
"Medium, please." Tony turned back to the other man with an 'how did I do?' look. He hoped that Bruce would enjoy the meal. Tony wondered how long it had been since Bruce had gotten to eat a big meal, that didn't have a chance of killing him or was extremely burnt.
"I'll have that right away, sir," with that the waiter left them to themselves.
"I know it's a lot, but don't worry about being polite or anything. Just eat what you want, the rest we can take home, or maybe give to a stray dog on the street. Whatever you like." It wouldn't do either of them any good for Bruce to eat himself sick thinking he should eat what Tony paid for.
Bruce nodded, shifting back and forth in his chair. The prospect of having to eat all of that food physically hurt. And having the same thing for days on end was partially dreaded. The dog idea was his best option and hope for at that moment. The silence in the room felt awkward, even to Banner. This was the nicest date he had and well, it was with one of the most powerful men in the world, kind of intimidating. It didn't help that whenever he looked up he saw the hungry eyes of Tony and it made him have to stare out the window or play with his hands.
The waiter soon returned with a decent sized bottle of champagne. He poured the white liquid into the wine glasses already sitting on the table and rested the remaining beverage in a bucket of ice for them to use at their leisure. The doctor gave a combination of a sad smile along with a twitch at the corner of his mouth at the potential disaster placed in front of him.
"I hope you know that you're going to be drinking a lot tonight," he said trying to be lighthearted about the issue. Tony had a drinking problem and so did Bruce. Bruce shouldn't do it, Tony couldn't do it enough.
"I know, and believe me I have no problem with that. Depending on how fast I drink this, you might be driving home. Think you can handle a sports car?" With this he took the glass of champagne and raised it.
"To our first date and hopefully it's success," after the toast he sucked down the glass. It didn't take him long to refill it, this time he just sipped at it. Tony being drunk when trying to be on a successful first date with Bruce was probably not the best idea. A small buzz would do him just fine for the time being. Running a hand through his hair Tony decided to break the silence.
"So, tomorrow do you want to work on the wiring for the lab to be, or want to help me paint everyone's rooms?" It amused Tony that all they really talked about was was science and work. He never had to work hard to entertain the man. Every woman he ever dated wanted to hear about his investments and shit like that, but Bruce Bruce wanted to talk about what they could do and what they would do. Frankly, it was a lot more entertaining than hearing girls talk about their modeling career or photography school.
"Haven't driven in a while...Might be best for you to be conscious to take us home," he rose the glass with small and bashful smile to clink it against the other. Bringing it back, he gingerly took a tiny sip. He wanted to be polite still and try to drink with Tony. Just not on the same level of drinking.
"I'd be willing to start up the wiring to the labs. Unless you need my amazing colour coordination for everyone's rooms," he said referring to his lackluster taste in clothes. Normally all of his clothing were something well worn, but since he had been given such a surprising collection from Tony he had been trying on odd combinations of colours, not really knowing which goes with what. As long as he was clothes, by all means, it was a step in the right direction for him.
"Alright, Alright. I'll take it slow. I'll be honest, I love that car. I'd prefer it not crashed," he slowed down his sipping wanting to make sure he was able to drive. Tony noticed the man's slow sipping and gave him a small smile. "Bruce you don't have to drink it. It just makes me feel like a better host to have ordered it. I know you can't drink a lot of alcohol if any. I don't expect you to. Besides, one of us needs to be able to walk straight to get us inside the Tower."
Stark really hated when he made the man feel as if he had to do anything, like drink or eat. He knew how much Bruce liked to be polite, and it probably didn't help that Tony had a tended to keep up his bad habits and a lot of times assumed everyone would just try to keep up.
"You're color coordination would be appreciated, but you're just so good at wiring I think I'll have to ask you to start doing the lab's electrical work," he laughed a bit grateful the man was comfortable enough to joke around.
The waiter then came in and placed the calamari on the table. "I hope everything is to your liking. Is there anything I can get you?"
"No, thank you. I think we're okay," Tony waited until the waiter left to continue. He grabbed a piece of calamari and popped it into his mouth. "Bruce, you've got to try this. The calamari here is great."
With that he grabbed another piece and held it out for the man to eat. Knowing Bruce he'd be too nervous to actually allow himself to be fed, but it was worth a try. This way if the other man really was too nervous he could just take it from Tony's hand instead, avoiding another potential awkward moment.
"You really like testing me, don't you?" Bruce sighed and gave a shrug. He could tell that Tony was trying to get him to be as himself as possible which called for his unrefined social skills to come into play and for hilarity to ensue. Where Banner was falling for it perfectly, even seeing some of the easy traps he's fallen into.
Crossing his arms to make him feel more comfortable about his actions, he diverted his eyes to the window so he wouldn't have to see Stark's smug smile at winning him over. With a pout, he parted his lips and bit down into the calamari that was close to him. Chewing the piece of food, it was evident that he was flustered by his own actions. But he did have to admit, it was delicious.
"It's good," Bruce said sheepishly. He reached over the table to grab another one. "I think I can handle this on my own though," he said after popping the seafood into his mouth with a smirk of his own.
"Test you? You think I'm testing you? Why Bruce, I'm hurt. I'm simply offering you some calamari." It really made him happy when the man actually allowed himself to be fed. Bruce had been right though, Tony was testing. However he wasn't testing Bruce, he was testing Bruce's limits. If he was to keep his promise, he had to find the limit first. After that he'd be able to try and ease past it.
"Are you sure you can handle that all by yourself? I mean it seems like it'll be a bit hard to handle," it surprised Tony that Bruce had been able to go right back to joking after having a slight awkward moment. Smiling, Tony realized when it came to Bruce most the time romantic and awkward could be used interchangeably. Any moment that Tony considered romantic, Bruce probably considered it to be the most awkward of all the moments they had together.
Tony kind of wished that he had gone with a restaurant with better lighting. He was sure that the man would be blushing at the moment, and that was something Tony loved to see. It was just adorable and attractive. Sometimes he wanted to take a picture to replace his car as a screensaver, but then he realized he'd rather a much sexier picture, then he'd come to the final realization Bruce would destroy his computers before he let Tony have a sexy picture of him as a screensaver or background.
"I feel like I can sufficiently manage," defending himself as he dared to take another piece of calamari from the plate to slowly put in his mouth to tease Stark. His tongue wrapped around the small fish and retracted it slowly into his mouth so he could chew it.
Imagining how inept he must look, he put a hand to his head and starts laughing. His attempt to be 'sexy' felt like that of a teenage kid trying to tie a knot in a cherry stem except it was with a fish. And he couldn't really do anything more with it, but eat it. He braved a glance to look at Stark, his hand parting slightly so he could get a glimpse through it, still laughing about his actions.
Tony watched the man's attempt at sexily eating calamari. To anybody else it would probably seem like Bruce was mentally challenged, but Tony appreciated the effort. It was quite sexy to him, but he still laughed. No matter how much the effort was appreciated it was funny as hell to see. At first he tried to hold it in, but seeing Bruce laugh only made him laugh harder. It hit him that this was the first time he had heard Bruce actually laugh. Usually it was a small smile here, a giggle there, but nothing so expressive as this. He was glad he finally got to 'see' the man having a good time for once.
"You know, this is the first time I've heard you laugh. You have quite an infectious laugh. Now I know why you don't drink at all, a sip of champagne and you're trying to seduce me with a piece of calamari," again Tony laughed. He sipped at his champagne, then popped another piece of the appetizer in his mouth. "Maybe I should get you to drink a bit more when we're at home and see what you try and seduce me with there."
"Probably not the best idea," Bruce huffed turning his head to the window yet again like a teenage girl. But he did notice Tony had a point. He was being himself, he was relaxed. Another first in a long time. Out of habit he checked his watch surprised that he wasn't hearing the thing ding like crazy. Not only was he relaxed, he was in control. For now, at least.
Even though Stark had said he didn't need to, Bruce took another sip from his wine glass. He was having fun, and breaking the rules. If he could maintain control while fooling around, another sip or two of champagne wouldn't doom the world.
Soon the calamari was picked at and the waiter returned bearing more food, a lot more food. Bruce nearly gasped as he saw the size of the portions from what Tony ordered. Not only that, but he felt guilty from eating the calamari which had filled him up.
"Dinner is served," the waiter announced dramatically and then let the men to their meal.
"You're kidding, right?" Bruce pointed to the giant steak sitting on the plate before him. He knew Porterhouses were large, but it seemed like he had half a cow on his side of the table alone. This was the size of all his meals for a week or two combined. Confirming to himself without needed a response, he stated flatly, "You're kidding."
Tony laughed again, impressed that the man was actually drinking a bit more. It wasn't often Tony got Bruce to relax, but when he did it was a great feeling. Just enjoying each other making jokes, for once they weren't even talking about work or science. For once neither of them were hurt, or hiding any kind of longing. Tonight it was just them saying what ever came to mind and doing whatever they wanted.
When the waiter brought their food Tony had to suppress a laugh because of Bruce's reaction. The man looked as if a bomb was put in front of him. "What's there to kid about? I thought you'd enjoy a real meal for once, instead of Dummy's burnt food or my lethal cooking. It just so happens you can enjoy having a real meal for a couple nights afterwards too."
With that Tony cut into his steak and took a big bite. It was tender, juicy and packed with flavor. It was rare when Tony actually took the time to savor his food. Usually he just ate it while he worked, focusing more on the project at hand than the food in his mouth. He looked up at Bruce. "So even though it's big, do you like it?"
Banner took in a deep breath while giving a shrug. Since it was already there, may as well. Clumsily cutting into the giant piece of meat, he managed to break off a piece. It didn't help that Tony was staring at him and making him a tad bit uncomfortable again, his previous embarrassment didn't add to the fact. Bruce took the bit of meat to his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed. It was one of the best cuts of meat he'd ever eaten.
"Yes, it's delicious," he said way too surprised at how meat could taste. He had to admit though; he's woken up to worse. "But if we're trying to feed a Hulk, the other guy, we'd need at least a dozen of these. I've woken up with twenty pizza boxes scattered at my feet."
The small doctor could only handle a few more bites before he felt too filled. He placed his fork and knife down and looked at the other man still working at his meal. A small thankful smile was on his face, his eyes glossy in the candlelight. Finally he managed to pipe up and say, "Thank you...For everything."
"I can imagine the look someone's face seeing a man sleeping naked with twenty pizza boxes around him," Tony laughed a bit. He knew that was probably embarrassing for Bruce, but it was really a funny thought. It then hit him, there were probably a lot of strangers that have seen the other man naked, yet Tony hadn't. The metal avenger actually found himself jealous of people he didn't know existed until he had that thought. It just wasn't fair. Now Tony was more determined than ever to get that 'private showing' from the other man. Though he did promise to ease into it, just looking shouldn't be too bad right?
"There's nothing to thank me for. It's a pleasure spending time with you, therefore it is nothing but me pleasuring myself," he smiled at his innuendo. To him, Bruce had nothing to thank him for since Tony was also enjoying himself. Besides having the man around increased Tony's inventing and researching capabilities since he had someone to bounce his ideas off of. Not to mention the man indirectly made Tony slow down his drinking, by making Tony have to stay on his toes when it came to having to say the right thing.
Bruce simply pinches his brow and shakes his head at the last comment. Even Bruce Banner could pick up the obvious hidden meaning in it. But he did wish Tony would take his thanks. He meant it. If it wasn't for Tony, he would be running around in India or some other country trying to avoid the police and help people, not that he wasn't used to that still. Seeing soldiers on the helicarrier still made Banner turn his head to hide, but with Tony, for now, he was safe.
"Seriously...Thank you," Banner said meaningfully after he was able to compose himself. He'd say it as many times as necessary for the other man to realize he really cared. He even managed to look at Tony in his devilish eyes. There was wanting there, but somehow the doctor was able to overcome it. The contact didn't last long, and his head was soon back to the window to see the ground hundreds of feet below. He used his napkin to wipe his face and said, "I think I'm good for the night."
Tony dropped his playful demeanor for a moment the man actually looked him in the eyes. It was scary how much power the man had. All Bruce had to do was look Tony in the eyes and he was easily bent to Bruce's will. He sighed and gave a small nod. "You're seriously welcome. However, you don't have to thank me, I honestly wouldn't do any of it if I didn't want to. Frankly, it makes me feel a bit uneasy when you do thank me, like you agree to these things out of obligation because you're grateful."
It was a scary thought, but one that had crossed Tony's mind. Bruce had a habit of being too polite. Sometimes it worried Tony that Bruce accepted his affections only because he was grateful and felt it was the best way to repay him. Tony rather be rejected then get a pity date, though he wouldn't be opposed to pity sex. Stark wanted Bruce to love him, because he loved him, not because he felt like he had to for the sake of returning Tony's kindness.
"I'm sorry...," he said giving a distressed look. His heart had felt like it sunk to his stomach again for that day. What am I doing...? Bruce thought to himself. Sure he knew he had feelings toward Tony, but it was still something he would have preferred to keep hidden and locked away. It was like Tony was undoing him from the seams to open him up and frankly it was terrifying. Maybe I should have left that day...
Bruce was of course grateful to Tony. That much was shown. But on the inside, he didn't know whether or not he was doing it to be polite like he always was, or if he was actually fulfilling his wants and desires. In his confusion, he downed down the rest of his champagne, causing him to scrunch up his face at the overload of alcohol to the system. Something he could handle, his little heart monitor wasn't objecting to it yet.
"No need to be sorry, I won't get the suit and attack you for it," he gave the man a small smile, which disappeared as he watched the man drained his glass of alcohol. This was probably not good. Usually Tony encouraged Banner to break his rules, but this was way past his usual pushing of limits. Was this because of his statement? Who was he kidding, of course it was! Tony quickly called the waiter for the bill. The faster he got Bruce home the better.
"Hey hey, slow down there. I'm not taking it away from you. What happened to alcohol increases the heart rate?" It wasn't like Tony had any right to tell somebody else to slow down, but he felt Banner might need a reminder that he had a much bigger limitation than just getting drunk. When the waiter came Tony paid the bill and stood. "Are you ready to go home?"
Banner stood, feeling a little more disorientated than he was before his binge. Sometimes he wished he could just turn off his mind. Be carefree like everyone else. But that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. His mind was still wrapped around what Tony said and how he actually feels. Ugh...Banner you really are just this socially awkward...
After a delay, he realized that the other man asked a question. One was about his drinking which he ignored. He didn't want his mind to process anything at the moment and the alcohol in his system helped for that. To the other, he responded, "Yeah, probably for the best. Do you still need me to drive? I think if I managed to ride a rundown motorcycle, I'll probably be able to handle a sports car." Not that he really overly wanted to drive. He still knew little of the layout of the city and driving would only cause more stress than necessary.
"I think I should drive. You weren't too confident before, and you should be even less confident now," he stood up ready to help the man to the car if needed. When they reached the car he opened the door for the man and helped him in. It wasn't often he was the one helping someone else, but it was refreshing. He drove them both home, with the roof down to give Bruce some air, and made sure to get Banner to his room. It wasn't that he thought Bruce was drunk, he just knew that if the man was buzzed that was still probably a lot more than he ever did.
"Alright, can you handle changing or are you a bit too dizzy for that?" He wasn't asking as an excuse to undress the man, though he'd have to use that one later, he wanted to make sure nothing happened like the man falling and hitting his head or anything like that. It'd be bad if the other guy came out while Bruce wouldn't have the mental capacity to try and stop it.
"I can handle myself," he said quietly, playing with the watch on his left wrist. A heavy look was in his eyes staring down at the object with a frown that could be taken for a scowl on his face. He turned around from the other man and placed the device to his forehead, taking in a deep breath. Exhaling, he saw the number going down a tad. His drink had played a little part in elevating his heart rate, but it did good at keeping his thoughts from collecting together.
He removed his coat and placed it on the dresser where he found it from and started to loosen his tie. Bruce removed his shoes and sat on the edge of the bed, his hand on the edge of his forehead, messaging the hair it was running through. Still regulating his breathing, he laid his back down of the bed letting his feet hang off and touch the floor.
"Are you going to be okay?" Tony asked this as he sat on the bed next to the man. Tony turned and slowly leaned over the man to unbutton his shirt for him. Since the man was laying down he couldn't really take the shirt off for him. He got off the bed and unbuttoned the man's pants pulling them off, which was a lot easier than if he had tried to take off the man's shirt. Sitting on the bed again he leaned over the man and kissed the man's forehead gently.
"Well that would have been more fun, if I wasn't worried about you," he stated, kissing the man's temple. It was one his favorite places to kiss, second to the man's lips of course. It was a place that wasn't too intimate for the other man, but enough to show affection. Remembering earlier in the day, Tony smiled and placed a hand over the man's eyes.
"I find cutting out light helps when trying to think with a buzz. Do you want a glass of water?" He asked wanting to take care of the man. Maybe he was overreacting; it wasn't like the man had just drank ten tequila shots. Still...when was the last time he had a full glass of alcohol in that short amount of time?
Bruce shivered under the man's touch, sort of glad he didn't have to undress himself, shutting his eyes to the sweet kisses that kept making him squirm. When Stark placed his hand on his eyes, the fidgeting stopped. A sudden soothing took over which was much appreciated. It helped his cloudy mind settle and momentarily stop.
"I would appreciate that," Bruce stated when asked about the drink. He sighed and went back to resting underneath the man. "I'm sorry. I just find this very relaxing."
Tony went to the bathroom and brought out a glass of water, he was finally grateful Pepper made him put a glass in every bathroom should she need to get water in him to help sober him up a bit faster. Helping the man sit up he handed him a glass of water. "Feel free to relax don't worry."
He rubbed the man's back gently; he decided he wasn't going to be ordering a bottle of alcohol for them any time soon. It was a bad idea if it was going to end up like this every single time. "When was the last time you drank something that quick?"
"College, when I was in a 'feisty' mood," he answered relatively quickly and downed the water just as fast. "Meaning my roommate got sick of me constantly studying and dragged me to a party and made me to chug a bottle of beer. Which tasted awful, by the way," he gave a disgusted face remembering the drink.
Bruce turned to face Stark who was doing a nice job playing with his back. It was a lot more contact than what he was used to and it sent shivers down his spine. The pleasure easily shown on his face, but tried to be hold it back with Banner biting his lower lip. He closed his eyes again and started inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, trying to calm down the sensation building up.
"T-thank you," Bruce managed to stutter trying to let it be known that Stark could stop trying to help him at any time. He was starting to get excited which was causing him to get very nervous and tense.
"Well, I sure hope you had a lot better time with that than you are right now," he laughed a bit. The thought of the man at a party chugging alcohol, was just amusing. The thought of Bruce in college was just plain sexy. Hopefully the man would show him a lot of pictures from that time. Maybe JARVIS would be able to to find some online. He made a mental note to have him search the web for it.
"Anytime, I'll let you get some sleep." Tony had noticed the man's tensing and frankly he had promised to ease into things. Which meant knowing when to and not to push the man's limits, especially when the man had already pushed his limits so much for one day. At that moment Tony got his devilish look back, "but not until I get a good night kiss. "
It may not have been fair to take advantage of the fact that the man probably wanted Tony gone, but Stark felt he deserved a bit of a reward for properly restraining himself even when undressing the man. Besides a good night kiss was the perfect closing for a successful first date.
"Not really. I would have preferred to study then. But right now, I'm enjoying this more," Bruce said blushing, naturally and from the alcohol. The alcohol was just enough to push the conflicting feelings aside about Tony. He was grateful to the other man, but he did know that the man next to him, was dead sexy and he loved his way of science. Tony's touch was also making him happy in the pants. In the boxers to be exact, since Tony so readily discarded the man's pants onto the floor. Of course, this sort of thing he avoided indefinitely. But tonight, with breaking the rules and tearing down walls, he didn't mind it except that his problem wasn't being taken care of. Remember to watch your heart Banner...he reminded himself. If he was going to go through with this, he damn well better not fuck it up and Hulk out on the other man.
Banner flopped back down onto the bed when Stark mentioned sleeping. Sleeping was one of his worst subjects of expertise. A smirk crossed his lips and he got a devilish look in his own eyes. "I'm not allowed to sleep until I kiss you? Looks like I'm going to have to avoid that for the evening," he said slyly, using Tony's own words against him. Tony's tie was dangling at his fingertips, the soft satin feeling nice against his skin. He raised his hand to grab at the article of clothing and pulled it down, bringing the man attached to it near him. Stark's face an inch or two away from his own.
"What do you have to say about that, genius?" Bruce asked with a wide smile displayed for the man to see.
Tony was quite shocked at the other's forwardness. This was a lot like when the man initiated a hot and heavy make out session. Just the memory of that was getting Tony excited. He smiled at the other man. He really hadn't been expecting his words to so successfully be used against him. He looked down at the man's body. His eyes scanned Bruce's neck, his collarbone, his chest, and eventually his eyes made their way down to his underwear where he noticed the 'happy' reaction.
"Then I'd have to say this date isn't over yet, and that mean it's still my job to entertain you." Tony wanted nothing more than to remove the rest of Bruce's clothes and his own get into a very sped up version of easing into things. Usually he'd just give into his desires, but it was just so much sexier to see Bruce taking the lead.
"So doctor, how may I assist you?" Playing the nurse wasn't exactly Tony's cup of tea, but if it encouraged Bruce, then it was worth taking this very small blow to his ego.
"Please take it slow...I want this to last...," Bruce whispered into Stark's ear. He rested his head back onto the bed and released the tie he was holding onto. Banner was becoming fully aware of the situation he put himself in and was regulating himself accordingly, his hot breath becoming incredibly calm and regulated. Mixing in with that of Stark's, it was causing his body temperature to rise and the weight of his watch becoming heavy on his wrist.
Slow and steady, Banner...Watch that watch as annoying as the blasted thing is...he thought about the shackle on his wrist, but it was interrupted soon enough by Stark making his way at the man's body.
"I promised to ease into it didn't I?" This was Tony's way of trying to reassure the man. Tony started out kissing the man's temples and slowly made his way to the man's neck. He gave a slow sensual lick along the man's neck, before choosing a spot to suck on roughly for the time being. Usually he'd be nipping and biting the sensitive area, but considering the man's freak out a couple days ago when he blood just spilled on the floor, Tony figured that getting it in his mouth probably wasn't the smartest idea in the world.
"You know how to get me to stop right?" He whispered into the man's ears huskily. He continued sucking on the man's neck as he waited for an answer. Once he was sure there would be a large, easily visible hickey where he'd been sucking he moved to the other side of the man's neck.
"Fuck..." he whispered having the sense of pleasure run up his spine at last. The sensation was better than he imagined. It'd been so long since any sort of contact that it felt like his body was overly sensitive to the touches and kisses Tony was giving him.
When Tony started sucking at Bruce's neck, he couldn't do anything but let out a suppressed moan from the back of his throat. His shoulders tensed up and he wriggled underneath the man expecting him to reply. Even as he bit his lip and moaned he kept his breath regular. Calm and smooth. While Tony let him have a break for a second Bruce was able to reply with a small nod and a quiet "yes" that left his lips.
Tony smiled and quickly removed his jacket and tie. After making sure both sides of Bruce's neck had sufficiently sized hickies, he moved down to play with the man's nipples. His mouth sucking on one and a hand pinching the other. Eventually he switched to make sure both were equally stimulated. It was then he stopped all ministrations. If he wants it he's going to have to work for it.
"If you want me to continue you're going to have to help me out here. I'm still fully clothed," he pointed out. "You're just going to have to take care of that won't you?"
"O-oh god...," Bruce moaned as Tony played with his chest, his heart starting to race and his shackle starting to warn him of it. 125...I'm alright...But just as it started to go off Tony had stopped, causing Bruce to cease his squirming. He looked into Tony's eyes with a want and desire for the other man to continue.
"You're cruel, I hope you know that," he managed to pant. Taking the time to bring his breathing back to normal and to lower his heart rate, he slowly started to unbutton Stark's red dress shirt revealing the arc reactor's glow from underneath. Soon the shirt hung over the man's shoulders like it did his own. His hands moved down from Tony's muscled sides, gently running over his skin until he got to the hem of his pants. Maneuvering under the edge of the pants he teased the border of his back and firm buttocks. After he was done playing, he moved downward to unbutton his pants and unzip them. Allowing his hands extra time to run over Stark's ass and thighs before he let the pants slide off.
"Is that better?" he asked after his monitor had gone back done to an 86, about an extra sixteen points above his normal rate, but to be expected with the added alcohol in his system.
For a moment Tony thought they were going to have to stop, when he heard the monitor beeping, but when the sound stopped and the other man took off his clothes he knew he was good to go. He hadn't expected Bruce to actually feel his body as well, at least not at that point. He had really expected the man to refuse. "Much better."
Tony removed his unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders, and then slid his hands under the shoulders of Bruce's shirt pushing it down his arms. Once the shirt was removed Tony's hands roamed Bruce's body, feeling every part of his torso. The smooth skin still smelled slightly of the fruity soaps he had used twice today, the out of place scent only added to the experience. As he kissed down the man's chest one of his fingers played with the elastic of the other man's boxers. Once he reached the lower abdomen tony slowly began to pull down the offensive article of clothing.
"Oh god fuck!" Bruce yelped out still trying to control his breathing. The little touches and actions from Tony was driving him crazy. He had even yet to touch his penis and yet it was throbbing hard already. Once fully exposed, he couldn't help put close his eyes and bite down on his lip. The pleasure was almost unbearable. Oh god... so this is what you've been missing for all these years, Banner...
"S-slow...remember that," he moaned out knowing full well where the next course of action was going to be taken to by Tony.
"I know. I promised didn't I?" He gave a devious smile as he looked over the man's body. This was the first time he was getting to see Bruce fully exposed. Frankly he liked what he saw, especially a certain part of the man that was standing proud and at attention. The man's moans and words only encouraged him to continue. Leaning down Tony gave a tentative lick to the tip of the man's penis. Considering Bruce was the first man Tony had been with, he had little experience with giving blowjobs, he never really went down on women either. This was bound to be sloppy, but it was worth a shot. However he wasn't too worried considering how long Bruce had been out the dating game he probably wouldn't remember what a good blow job felt like, if he ever had that is.
Slowly he licked the length, before taking a small amount into his mouth. He began sucking gently at first then a bit more rigorously. Eventually he got a bit more adventurous took more into his throat, trying to ignore the gag reflex. He began to bob his head as he sucked. Just like when he began it was slow at first, then he sped up a bit. In all honesty he couldn't believe he was sucking a man's cock, this was something he thought he'd never do without extreme torture. Yet with Bruce it wasn't as embarrassing as it could be, and he knew the other man would never talk about their sex life. His ego would be safe from someone asking on whether or not he sucked the other man's cock.
Bruce couldn't even talk anymore. His moans were flying out of his mouth and he twitched and wiggled in pleasure. The warmth of the man's mouth on his dick alone was enough to cause him to squirm. All the added movement and pressure was just building him up more and more. The only problem was, that his heart monitor flared up in an instant as soon as Tony's mouth came into contact.
149...Watch it Banner...
Between all his groans and wiggling of ecstasy he could barely even read the monitor on his wrist. His glasses were elsewhere and it was a pain to read. He just gave in and thrusted his hips into Tony's mouth, wanting more, unable to control himself any longer. Tony just took himself into him, even bringing a hand to play around with his scrotum causing his monitor to sound even faster. It felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest from all the excitement.
He looked back to his watch that he had been ignoring for some time now. All the waves of pleasure running through him were just too good. He relished in the thrill of it all. He tried to make out the number of his heart monitor: 198.
FUCK!
Bruce pushed the man off his as fast as he could. It wasn't going to be a happy site in the room next. He clutched at his chest and started his ritual to calm him down. Stop panicking! Calm down! But it was too late for that, the monitor only got faster. Bruce's eyes turned a bright glowing green as he looked back to the man that he had thrown over on the bed.
"GET OUT!" Banner yelled before he changed completely, utterly terrified of what was to come.
"Bruce fight it! It's your body, you can do it." Tony knew his words probably didn't help much, but it was worth a shot. He was still his Bruce until those large muscles began to form and until that time he wouldn't run for the Iron Man suit. Well this situation is a bit of a turn off.
Fearing his time to talk to his Bruce was running short he moved to the other man kissed him passionately before pulling him into a tight embrace. "Sorry big guy, but I think this date is over."
Tony decided not to let go until he felt the smaller man expanding. Bruce could kick and push all he wanted, but as long as Bruce was still Bruce Tony wasn't going to leave him. Especially since Tony had caused it. Knowing the likelihood of surviving a fight with the green monster, Tony took a deep breath and whispered "I love you, no matter what."
Stark was moving towards him. The prospect of him hurting the man at this point was pain inducing. "What are yo-," he begun to ask while he was still in control and then the sweet taste of Stark filled his mouth again. Not lustfully, but lovingly and it was enough to make his heart skip a few beats to bring down his heart rate. Tony had retracted his mouth, but still held onto the small man. Banner clung on for support for he felt like he was going to collapse after that potential disaster, using him to until his breathing straightened out and when the beeping on his wrist stopped. His green eyes once again their dark brown colour as he looked up to Stark.
Inhale. Exhale. You're lucky as shit to be here right now Banner...he thought to himself.
Bruce nodded in agreement to their date. He did promise it would be over when he kissed Tony, but considering the circumstances Tony kissing him qualified just as well. The beeping and slowed down indefinitely until the physicist was back to his normal 70 bpm. The doctor lost all the feeling in his legs when he had finally regulated and had to be held up by Stark if he was going to remain standing.
"I'm so sorry, Tony...I...I really shouldn't have gone through with that...," he said apprehensively, still afraid he'd have a Hulk out at any moment.
Tony felt the man's heart beat slow down. The man's warmth was calming and Tony smiled. "There's no need to apologize, though if you Hulked out this time I would get the suit and attack you," he joked before allowing himself to separate from the man enough to kiss his forehead gently. "I'm glad you did. You drank more alcohol in one go than I've ever seen, I finally got to see you naked, I gave my first blow job-though I hope my next one will be a bit more successful, I even got to hear those sexy moans as you called out 'Oh God'-which I do appreciate being called that thank you, and you managed not to Hulk out during all of it. Frankly, I consider that a successful first date."
Though neither of them got off, it was still fun and Tony wouldn't have traded that experience for the world. Frankly, he hoped to get to try again sometime soon. They just needed to establish a place with stronger walls and a better alarm for when Bruce's heart rate was getting up to high. At that moment, Tony smiled to himself realizing he had new additions to the blueprints now. He was going to change his room to be Hulk proof, a lot like the one S.H.E.I.L.D. had on the helicarrier, but instead it would look like a bedroom and it would only lock once Bruce or Tony said for it to lock and only unlock when one of them said to. He'd have to set it up so that voice recognition would only accept Bruce's order to unlock the chamber once he his voice wasn't strained, and his heart rate was within a safe range.
"Shouldn't give you that much on an ego boost, you may combust at any moment," Bruce said while snuggling into Tony's chest. It felt good to have someone to hold him up and he was going to take full advantage of it for the time being. Still mind boggling to him, was the fact that Tony was able to calm himself down that fast and risked his life for him. Reckless and stupid, but it did get the job done which was a miracle in itself.
"But thank you...I...I couldn't have gotten through all that without you," he said blushing, hiding his face into a spot on Stark's chest that the arc reactor wouldn't bug him. Shifting uncomfortably, it was becoming very evident that he was Stark naked and it was making him feel every more exposed.
"Umm...can I put my boxers back on now? Almost turning into a giant green rage monster kinda killed my boner...," Bruce reluctantly said while trying to burrow his face further into Stark to hide his shame.
"I may combust, but that has nothing to my ego," he laughed at his joke tightening his grip on the man a bit to feel him against his chest a bit more. It was nice to have his Bruce in his arms, though being in the other guy's arms after falling out of space wasn't too bad either. Hearing the man thank him he smiled. "Did you expect me to leave you? I won't run to get the suit until you start getting muscles."
Tony looked down to see what he could of the other man's nudity. Even after all that he still looked sexy as hell. "Though we're not going to be doing anything more tonight, I'd prefer that you didn't. I'm capable of looking without touching. "
Stark still wanted to try again, but he knew that was not happening. Since they never got to finish, the least they could do was cuddle, and frankly cuddling with no clothes on sounded a hell of a lot more fun than cuddling with boxers on. He got a devious look in his eye. "If it'll make you feel more comfortable, I'll take mine off too."
"Not particularly, but I'm exhausted enough to not care as long as we're under the covers," he said warily. Freeing himself from the man's grip and staggered a bit, he reached out for Tony's hand to move to the bed so he could collapse finally. Bruce waited patiently for Tony to slowly remove his own boxers, making sure he was getting the private showing he promised earlier. Thus, causing the doctor to turn his head to look at anything else in the room, not wanting to invade in Tony's privacy even if the man wanted him to. Banner mode was activated, and he was already uncomfortable with his own nakedness, let alone that of the other man's constantly watching him.
Bruce climbed into bed, waiting for Stark to finish off showing off. He laid himself down so he could move the blanket over the both of them once Tony joined. Soon enough, the heat of the other man enveloped his back, along with two strong arms wrapping around his front. Banner moved the blanket over the two so he could feel less embarrassed of the situation and so he could trick his mind to sleep.
"Goodnight, Tony...," he said drowsily. The name lingering on his lips and his brown eyes, becoming heavy closed. Soon he drifted off into a deep slumber.
"Goodnight Bruce," Tony smiled a bit as he felt the man's chest move up and down slowly. Up and down, up and down. Beat, beat, beat, beat. The rhythm of the other man's respiration and heart beats played a lullaby for the genius which was exactly what he needed to take his mind off the fact they were so close, yet they couldn't do anything. It was disappointing that Bruce hadn't taken advantage of his private showing. He knew the man liked to respect people's privacy, but he had been doing it just for him. Maybe next time he'd take Bruce on his private jet and use the pole, maybe then he wouldn't be able to resist looking.
"JARVIS set the alarm for eight, please have Dummy make bring up breakfast," he whispered not wanting to wake the slumbering man in his arms.
"Yes, sir," responded the robotic voice. With that Tony cuddled into the man a bit more and fell asleep.