Tony sat in his lab, working on his latest Iron Man suit, his eyes arrived in thought and his hands swift. He barely heard the creak of the door opening, neither did he feel your presence behind him.

It was only a few seconds later did he feel your eyes on him, his lips curving up in a grin. He paused what he was doing and reached one arm out, wrapping it around your hips and pulling you into his lap, beginning to work again. He rested his chin on your shoulder, his lips against your jaw.