Anthony Edward Stark

The drowsy smile never really left his face. Cadaver fangs wasn't sexy. It was funny but really not sexy st all. Having strong arms around him, however, now that was pretty damned sexy for reasons his brain wasn't willing to get into right now. He let his head fall towards a well muscled shoulder.

"Actually I feel pretty good," he yawned. "Won't be having scotch before you test those fangs out next time though. Bedroom is around back by the porch. You're super strong, care to give me a lift?"

Worth a shot.