He almost rips the oxford in his haste, but manages to shrug it off along with his sports jacket without damage to himself or his clothing. The arc reactor's pale light encompasses them both and catches his breath, looking up at her with his bare chest heaving from the effort. He can settle for her appreciating them both, together, even if he'd rather she understood. Tony can't be that much of a hypocrite, he's never understood what she saw in him, since day one. Even when he was an arrogant asshole kid.

One of the pins glances off his bicep, but he doesn't notice, too consumed in looking up at her, lost in her beauty. "Good," he breathes out dryly, swallowing as he moves back to his task, one palm smoothing down over her thigh and calf before resting on the heel of her pump, gripping it with a little inhale through his nose. "Keep watching."

Still holding her shoe, he rubs his nose over her through the panties, but strays to the creamy inside of her thigh, flicking his tongue out to taste and gently drag his teeth across. He intends to show his gratitude to every inch of her while the mirror is here to cement it in her memory.