Anthony Edward Stark

Bruce didn't need too much coaxing. They hadn't even wiped all the salt and sand from their legs before they fell into bed. He just wanted to keep kissing Tony over and over until they both suffocated.

He dug his fingers into Tony's arms, leaving half-moon marks where his nails pressed, and he bit Tony's lips, pulling and teasing and sucking on it. There was so much he wanted to do to Tony. So much he wanted to make Tony do.