Tony bypassed all of Annie's questions about Bruce and Engima. Mainly because it was frustrating for him and he didn't like to whine about what he couldn't affect. Those rare things that he couldn't, anyway.
He didn't miss that Annie didn't miss the bit about Enigma being in his lap. He wondered if he shouldn't have skipped over all of that, but then... well, he was unattached at the time, and if Annie was going to get upset over women Tony used to or would continue to attract, he'd best know about it now.
Luckily she reacted to his super sexy sideshow well, enough, which was important for the genius. He needed to be able to use his body to get out of trouble. It didn't matter that it worked just as well on him, or that as Annie wiggled into his lap it simultaneously got less comfortable and better feeling. He looked up at her, dark eyes bright with want and curiosity, waiting to see what she'd do. A small smile played at his lips, and his breathing rose and fell evenly, but he was already hot with desire.
His hands went to the sides of her knees and stroked upwards along her thighs, moving around to cup her more physical assets, though otherwise he practiced some amount of patience. He was more than capable of sizing the reigns and getting her under him on top of the bed immediately, after all. At least, in his own mind. It was more interesting to see how she went about things, since she clearly wanted a similar scenario in the end. The real question was how she was planning on getting them there.