He lets out soft noises, somewhere between gasps and moans. There's no reason to play it up like he does when he's with other people. Tony doesn't even contemplate acting; instead, he just drowns the other man in kisses, trying to take everything in, commit every inch of him to memory. When he finally reaches his climax he clings to Jesus and makes a muffled, almost choked sounding moan, collapsing against him.

"...I don't ever want you to leave," he decides once he's caught his breath. "I just. I just want you here. We could be so happy together. You're so good to me, better than I deserve. I need you."