It's hard to flirt when he can't see the person he's flirting with. It's never occurred to him that that might be a problem, but now that he's standing here, unable to see Bruce's expression or posture and forced to take clues from his voice, Tony realizes how difficult it is to gauge his reaction, see if he's gone too far. Of course, the appropriate thing to do would be to stop flirting with him entirely, but Tony has always been terrible at doing what he's supposed to do.

"Should we wait a little longer?" He can't help asking, even though he knows he ought to keep his mouth shut before he chases Bruce away. "I mean, you should really be getting the most out of the experience, right? Getting off prematurely might take some of the fun out of it. Is tomorrow better for you? I could wait until tomorrow."

Although now he's envisioning a far sexier scenario for the final part of his gift giving than he'd originally intended. And god, he wishes he knew how to make that happen. Being blind makes it easier to get lost in the mental images, there's nothing else to distract him away from them, and it takes him a moment to realize that Bruce has said something else. Dragging himself away from what was going to be fantasy fodder later, he shakes his head.

"I--Okay, sorry. I got a little distracted. What?"