"Preferably for at least that long," he admits, resting his face against hers as his heart pounds up against her fingertips through his shirt. He would gladly stay just like this for eternity, or at least it feels that way in this moment. And for a man who finds it impossible to sit still, that's quite a feat. "But maybe..." Nudging his nose against hers and closing his eyes, Tony presses a firm kiss to her lips, fingers stroking over a hipbone as he deepens the contact automatically this time. Practice makes perfect, right?