The mess the follows is always Tony's least favorite part, but it's his own and that's why there's a nearby shower. He falls back, all of his muscles relaxing, a smile on his face as he gives one last, chuckling moan. He's not going to offer to work Bruce up, or to work him out. He knows the answer to that one will be a resounding no and he feels too nice now to give Banner a reason to leave.

Tissues take care of the initial mess and are discarded where JARVIS can have them automatically removed and incinerated. He really doesn't want or need DNA laying around. He's had a few run ins with crazy people trying to cart it off in the past.

Don't ask.

Tony smiles up into. Bruce's eyes, a hand ruffling through his hair. He needs a trim.