“Just because Hollywood saturates them in sex doesn’t mean they can actually do it.”
He doesn’t even know why he’s arguing the point, save that if he can’t, maybe this can help ease the disappointment he’s going to feel and that which he’s certain Bruce will feel too. There are three reasons people get involved with him: fame, money, and sex. Judging by his lifestyle choices, money isn’t high on Bruce’s list of priorities, and Tony knows he doesn’t want fame. That leaves sex, and while he knows that his self-worth isn’t based on how well he performs, decades of living like it is has left a mark.
Plus, unless he’s read him wrong, Bruce hadn’t thought the possibility of getting bitten by him was that sexy now that it was a legitimate possibility.
Resisting the pull to follow him isn’t in the cards; Tony moves with him, sliding his hands along Bruce’s arms up to his shoulders. “Really? You’re really sure? Because we can just—” He isn’t tired, though, and the suggestion to go back to sleep changes before he speaks it. “—I just can watch you sleep. You know, instead. It’s fine. I’m…” Nervous and terrified of the possibility of undead-related impotence. “I’m just trying to be sensitive to the whole ‘now you're dating an actual freakshow’ thing.”
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He doesn’t even know why he’s arguing the point, save that if he can’t, maybe this can help ease the disappointment he’s going to feel and that which he’s certain Bruce will feel too. There are three reasons people get involved with him: fame, money, and sex. Judging by his lifestyle choices, money isn’t high on Bruce’s list of priorities, and Tony knows he doesn’t want fame. That leaves sex, and while he knows that his self-worth isn’t based on how well he performs, decades of living like it is has left a mark.
Plus, unless he’s read him wrong, Bruce hadn’t thought the possibility of getting bitten by him was that sexy now that it was a legitimate possibility.
Resisting the pull to follow him isn’t in the cards; Tony moves with him, sliding his hands along Bruce’s arms up to his shoulders. “Really? You’re really sure? Because we can just—” He isn’t tired, though, and the suggestion to go back to sleep changes before he speaks it. “—I just can watch you sleep. You know, instead. It’s fine. I’m…” Nervous and terrified of the possibility of undead-related impotence. “I’m just trying to be sensitive to the whole ‘now you're dating an actual freakshow’ thing.”