There’s something wonderful about knowing you’ve been involved with giving another person pleasure that Tony can’t help but grab Bruce’s hips and kiss down his back. The other man might have felt initially that there had been some sort of imbalance in their input versus output equation from earlier but Tony is just content now, fulfilled, and happy to have achieved as much as they had. There was no interruption by a third party that Tony didn’t find all that sexually appealing. There wasn’t any awkwardness.

And he’s just hoping that what happens in Sakaar doesn’t have to stay here.

He lets Bruce handle the mess, and stands back when he’s asked to, but after that, when the soap and suds are washed down the drain, Tony slips one arm crosswise around Bruce’s chest and exhales.

“So it wasn’t just the tub.”