He looks over, even as the car speeds neatly along the road, and he runs his thumb up the side of Tony's throat as he returns his attention to the road.

"Your heart flutters when I express interest in you. Your skin is warmer, your cheeks are flushed, but only so much as you allow since you're used to controlling that particular reaction, and I'd bet this car itself on the fact that if I offered you the chance to suck me off on the drive there, your hips would shift just at the thought."

He steadies his hand against Tony.

"...you know how to tell people to fuck themselves, Tony. And yet, here we are."