"It's called spooning. I'm getting you those old sex ed films from the fifties to explain this stuff to you, Banner," Tony says, his breath tickling the curls at the back of Bruce's neck. Pepper's a little too warm to hold, not because Tony doesn't like it, but because she can't stay cool enough to let him sleep so close. She always sleeps over the covers, AC blaring. It's nice to have a little human...or not so human...contact.

And besides, just what harm is this doing? Answer: Nothing at all.

"Relax. You can't get pregnant this way, Myrtle."