He nods, smiling goofily now too as his hand runs down her arm, rubbing bare flesh. It's so refreshing to see her this way -- happy and unreserved. A privelege for Tony, actually.

"Is that okay?" he asks softly, no longer worried about rejection though tingling like a million butterfly wings flapping is threatening to burst his chest. She makes him nervous; a lot of things do, especially after Afghanistan. But Pepper is the only thing that makes him nervous in a good way. It throws him off but only in the best way imaginable. "I mean... I'm not making you uncomfortable, am I?"