Thor would never get tired of Tony's mouth on his. There was something aggressive about the way he kissed, but it wasn't the bad sort of aggressive, that ended with forceful tongue(s) lodged in his mouth or damn near down his throat. Thor wondered, sometimes, it in some other world, people found that appealing. Thor, personally, did not. He wasn't sure he ever would.

Tony's kisses, on the other hand, were purposeful. And when his tongue did find its way into Thor's mouth, it knew exactly what it was doing.

Maybe aggressive wasn't quite the right word. Maybe assertive was a better way to describe it.

Right now, though, Tony's kiss tasted pleasantly sweet and salty. And Thor found himself wanting more of it.

When he finally pulls away, his lips naturally curl up into a smile. "You know, if you wanted a kiss, you could have asked for one," he says. "If you asked nicely enough, I might have even given you one."