3 months later
Tony had just returned from a particularly tedious meeting and he was sitting on the table waiting for Bruce to finish his notes so they could go to lunch.
"You know, the meeting would have been unbearable if I hadn't found something interesting to read." Tony said innocently.
"Yeah?" Bruce replied but wasn't really paying attention.
"Yeah, I decided to look for some of your earlier articles. You know how much I like of what you write. "
The last statement made Bruce blush lightly, reminding him of when he asked Tony to review his first speech to the scientific community since the accident, and somehow he was persuaded and finished reciting the speech while receiving a particularly enthusiastic blowjob.
"Did you find anything interesting?" he asked, hoping not to be showing on his face, or anywhere else, what he had just been thinking.
"Oh, I found something very interesting. I didn't know you had studied neurolinguistics."
Bruce froze, feeling a chill go through his whole body. Could it be that Tony had discovered what he had done? Was he angry for being manipulated? He lifted his head hesitantly, taking off his glasses and depositing them on the table.
"It was just a passing interest. One semester, a long time ago. "
There was an unspoken question in his eyes. 'Are we okay?' Tony, who had a certain sadistic vein, let him stay that way for a few seconds.
"At least one of us studied something useful." he declared before pulling him for a passionate kiss.
"Just because you never had to study. What to me is science, to you it's art, it's a natural talent." he replied after they separated.
"Talent? I like that, but you also have talent." he thanked with a smile. "You almost made me crazy, I couldn't understand what was happening." and he added triumphantly: "I knew there was something strange about the way you breathe!"
Bruce laughed and pulled him in for another kiss. Once they returned, he would send a thank you note to his former neurolinguistics' professor.