Tony hummed thoughtfully but drew Raven back into the kiss, shuffling up the bed until he had encouraged Raven back onto the creased pillows like he already had his answer, and he didn't intend for her to go very far. "No..." he started lightly, and kissed her cheek and her brow before he continued, still stretching up the bed. "But I know that room is full of agency representatives," he said as he plucked something from the bedside table and shifted up onto his knees, "and if we go down I'll bet you'll be signed for a modeling campaign before you get to the bar." That was when his cell phone chirped to announce an image capture, and Tony's grin was wicked as he examined his work with a cocked head. Still holding the sheets out of her way, he said, "I mean, I would do it, but I've already got an exclusive deal with Victoria's Secret," and snapped another photo. They probably could stay here and no one would know the difference-- people liked to say they had shared an intimate moment with Tony Stark whenever the opportunity arose, even if it took a little smudging of the truth. If he wasn't there, though, no one else would notice if anything had gone wrong until the whole place was burning to the ground.