He laughs, but then nods, managing to take a sip of his water before setting them on the side table and falling into the bed after her. Tony hooks an ankle around hers, happy to be close as he tucks his hand under his pillow and nuzzles into her throat from behind. Usually, he'd worry about the reactor, but she doesn't react to it at all and so he settles easily enough, wrapping her up the way he directs him to. It takes him no time at all to drift off this way, and he sleeps uninterrupted for a few hours, perfectly content and breathing even.

When he does wake, it's uncharacteristically slow, letting out sleepy little mumbles into her hair as he stretches without ever moving away from her. Though they have shifted some in the night, one of his arms wrapped securely and possessively around her middle as she'd turned towards him onto her back during their nap. Every limb he has available is clinging to her not unlike an octopus, his other hand idly cupping one breast as if in announcement that this too is his. The stirrings of an erection is confined against her hip, parts of his anatomy rousing merely from being close and warm.