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Peter bringing home the boys he casually dates during college to introduce them to his dad, Tony. Tony thinks none of them are good enough for his brilliant boy, gives them the (extreme) shovel talk and it usually scares them off. Peter pretends not to know why none of his relationships work out as soon as he brings them home, but he’s secretly pleased because he only ever brings them home to kind of piss Tony off.
Sure, it’s fucked up that he enjoys seeing how territorial Tony can get over his own kid.
Because Peter’s a little shit, he decides to test the waters as to how Tony would react to him dating someone much older.
It’s his dad’s go-to place for business-related meetings, and of course Peter had purposely suggested to his date that they should have lunch there. Considering that he’s the Tony Stark’s son, Peter does have some pull of his own and requests for a table that puts him within Tony’s line of sight. He’s a little shit that loves being the centre of Tony’s attention, so he lets his date touch his hands. Accepts the casual hand on his thigh, and feigns interest in whatever it is that he’s saying.
He feigns surprise when they’re informed a few minutes later (a grand total of three minutes) that someone of importance has closed out the entire restaurant. It’s even more obvious when Tony stops by their table and tells the guy to fuck off.
“Dad.”
“You know, Pete, when I said you should broaden your horizons, I didn’t mean dating someone who looks as if they belong in a geriatric home.”
“He’s only 45!”
“Really? A bit too early to be having tha tiny bald spot at 45, don’t you think?”
“Dad.” Peter snorts. “I know you’re always saying I deserve the best. But finding someone who can provide and take care of me the way you do is damn near impossible. And you know that. I’m starting to think that you secretly like it that you’re the only one capable of doing so.”
Tony grins at Peter in that infuriatingly cheeky way of his, leaning back comfortably against his chair, “I don’t think it’s ever been a secret, Pete. Do you really need anyone else when you’ve got your daddy?”
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Peter doesn't know why seeing Tony with cuts on his face makes his stomach turn and heat run through his veins but everytime they have a mission together and Tony ends up a little hurt, Peter had to hold himself back from jumping the man's bones on the Quinjet home.
#maybe i'm projecting#it's fine#starker#ironspider#starker fandom#tony stark x peter parker#tony x peter#ellie's writing
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Popular veteran pornstar Tony thinking of retiring. He’s hitting his late 40s, it’s not the age or his refractory period. He’s as healthy and horny as he’s always been since his 20s, alright?
Tony’s been in the industry long enough. For his last project, his longtime friend and director decides to pair him up with an up-and-coming popular newbie.
Peter’s famous for his amateur homemade videos, and he’s especially popular amongst the older ones. And Tony’s just curious, checks out some of Peter’s stuff and fuck, why had it had taken Rhodey so long to arrange for them to work together?
“Oh, by the way, go easy on the kid. It’s his first bareback and creampie scene. Lucky you, huh?”
“Rhodey. Look at that ass on him. You’re basically presenting him to me on a platter, and you want me to go easy on him?”
And while shooting the scene, it’s not just how hot Peter is, but Peter’s able to pick up on all of Tony’s (unspoken) cues and uses it to his advantage. Safe to say, everyone in that room thinks this might be Tony’s BEST work. And he’s not ashamed when he (nearly) cums embarrassingly fast when Peter gets on top to ride him.
(also, he delays his retirement and makes sure Peter’s scheduled to work on a couple more scenes with him because he can).
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how about some dad!tony and son!peter
#starker#ironspider#starker fandom#tony stark x peter parker#tony x peter#ellie's moodboards#starker nff#starker moodboard#starker smut
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Tony coming to a realization that Peter is really well-liked amongst older men. Take Stephen Strange, for example. He’s surprisingly nice to Peter. Steve is extra protective of the boy. Or how about that time when he had walked in on Bucky flirting with the boy.
And there was that one time where Tony was out with Peter to celebrate him getting into the college of his choice, and someone who looked about Tony’s age had the audacity to come flirt with Peter right.in.front.of.Tony.
Yep, it definitely doesn’t sit well with Tony that he’s not the only one vying for Peter’s attention 😜
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just thinkin about lowkey creep Tony who finds any way to see Peter in little to no clothing. Tells him he needs to strip down to his boxers csuse otherwise the measurements for his new suit wont be correct even though it'd be just fine if Peter continued to wear his clothes.
Who notices how his old suit does nothing to compliment his body so he purposefully makes his new suits a little tighter than necessary, forcing Peter to have to buy a dance belt so his bulge wasn't showing through it. But it gave Tony to greatest opportunities to look at the boys tight ass.
Who has to physically stop himself from pulling up camera footage of the boy working in his lab from earlier that and using it as jerk material because yes he was a dirty man but he didn't want to feel any more horny around the boy than he does already.
Who will find any excuse to have his hands on the boy, letting them rest on his lower back whenever the they walk together or finding its place on the boys upper thigh when they sat next to each other. He'd let his fingers stroke his inner thigh to tease the other but would make no effort to escalate the situation. Always denying any accusations thrown his way.
Who when he found out Peter was seeing someone else, did a deep dive on their personal lives to find out every detail they could about the person who believed they were good enough for Peter. Who found every excuse to hate the partner 'they're not smart enough for you, pete' 'you sure you have enough time for them? with school and being here with me?' 'do they know your spider-man? you should date someone who can know, it'll make your life easier' until Peter is leaving another partner because Tony planted the seed.
Who never did anything to explicitly say how much he wanted the younger boy. Instead he would manipulate the situation to make Peter be the first one to ask for something more. He would stand too close to the other when helping him with something, his hot breath tickling Peters neck or praise him a little too much just to watch the way red would stain his cheeks.
Who cheered internally when Peter finally made his move when Tony was standing a little too close and whispering how good of a boy he had been to help him with a small assignment. Cupping the boys face and kissing him senseless, just like he'd dreamed of many nights before. Maybe even bending him over his counter and taking the younger boy right then and there.
idk just love the idea of creepy Tony who's in love with Peter
#starker#ironspider#starker fandom#tony stark x peter parker#tony x peter#starker nff#starker smut#starker fanfiction#ellie's writing
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Tony reached for his body wash and paused.
" Friday? This is a new bottle I don't remember finishing the old one, did it get thrown out on accident?"
" I apologize, no the old one was not thrown out. Peter asked if he could have it and I analyzed this wasn't going to be an issue."
Tony lifts up the bottle of body wash and put some on the rag before he started to start scrubbing.
" Is money tight for him right now? I don't care if he wanted it but if his finances are that bad.... maybe I should order him a whole case. "
" Right now from my records he is doing better then he has especially after he started down in the labs. He took it for other reasons."
"Other reasons?"
"Yes, when he was in here after the accident in your labs earlier, he asked if he could keep the bottle since there was only a little bit left."
"Did he say why?"
By now Tony has washed, and was putting shampoo in his hair.
"Yes. He stated that on days where he doesn't get to visit and when he feels down or a little lonely, while he understands, the scent of the body wash reminds him of you and helps him rest better at night. He plans on using a little bit on his hands before bed to bring comfort on those nights."
Tony froze mid scrub.
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the look of a man who's going to create time travel to bring the boy he loves back
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mhmhmmhm
he would be crying out for the older man so loudly that the man had swore he was in a dirty porno. and if he was honest, he would say how much those noises only work to turn him on more and thrust his hips in and out harsher. he would slam into the boys prostate in hopes of drawing out more of those gorgeous noises.
just thinking about the look he's giving the other as he walks away.
like he wants to pin him to the nearest wall and fuck him until all he can do is cry out his name because of the snarky response he made.
have him pushed against the rough surface and barely stripped because they were too impatient to undress fully. The older making the other beg for more as he teased his hole, not fucking him til they're on the verge of tears due to frustration.
holding his hands gently against the wall, a contrast the the way his hips are thrusting into his prostate roughly. moaning lowly into the youngers ear and whispering how much he loves when he brats out or just matches his energy.
idk idk just thinking
#ironspider#starker nff#starker#rom howney#if you want#tony stark x peter parker#tony x peter#ellie's writing
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Peter: Mr. Stark, you should be a baker!
Tony, raises a brow: because I got nice buns?
Peter: No, because I'd really like your creampie.
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summary: Peter has the hots for his aunts boyfriend, little does he know the man feels the same way
warnings: not smut but mature! has finger sucking and cheating! if you see any mistakes, no you don't
word count: 3.1k
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Peter met Mays new boyfriend over dinner one day and was completely struck because he did not expect her new man to be the Tony Stark, one of the finest men that he's ever laid eyes upon. He would hate himself for thinking about how attractive the man was but he couldn't help it, Tony had been his celebrity crush for years at this point. But nonetheless, he pushed it to the deepest part of him brain because the guilt would eat him up otherwise. The entire dinner he's fighting the urge to check him out and making sure to keep his tongue in check, not wanting to slip up and comment on how attractive he was. He would let his eyes trail over his biceips hungrily, not aware of the fact that Tony could feel his eyes on him but just wasn't saying anything out of respect.
By the end of the night, Peter knew he was completely screwed. Not only was the man incredibly hot but he was also so nice to him and May. He wanted to jump the man's bones and treat him right. That thought alone made Peter want to crawl up in a hole, how could he have developed a crush on the man that had made May so happy these past couple of months? He felt almost traitorous for having such large feelings over him. Peter made sure to make his interactions short and sweet, not risking anything. Even as he bid the man goodbye, he stood a good feet away and gave the man a wave.
That night, he stared up at the ceiling in turmoil. This was bad. Very very very bad. All he could think about as he tried to sleep was how good Tony looked with a band t-shirt that squeezed his muscles and outlined his torso. Thinking of how nice it would feel to trail his hands up the shirt and feel the warm skin against his own. To have the man sitting on the couch and straddle those delicious looking thighs. To kiss him messy and hot until they were both gasping and moaning into each others mouths. He could imagine himself grinding against the older man, hard cocks pressing against their zippers almost painfully. Peter would get so frustrated with these thoughts and he would grow so hard he couldn't ignore the problem for long.
The first time he touches himself to the thought of Tony, it was after the man had decided to take both of them out to a fancy restaurant for dinner. Peter didn't have many fancy clothes so he wore an old tuxedo he had bought for high school prom but the older man wore a beautifully well fitted Tom Ford suit that sat on the man's body perfectly. It accentuated the meat on his bones, his thighs and ass being cupped by the tight clothing. But what really did it for him was how the sleeves of the suit were rolled up to his elbows. Peter had watched as Tony held out a hand to help May out of the car, eyes soley focusing on the veins of the man's hands and the way his arm flexed.
A month in and the poor boy was suffering. He couldn't exist around Tony without getting unreasonably horny and having to dismiss himself early so he could take care of his growing problem. Thankfully the guilt was no longer eating him up inside, he was coming to terms with the fact that he couldn't control his feelings no matter how hard he tried. He could even stand being in the same room alone with Tony now! Which was a major success in the boys mind.
Peter sighed heavily as he got dressed for the night. Usually he didn't care too much about what he wore but Tony was coming over tonight and no matter how much he wanted to say he didn't care about how he looked around him, he did. He cared very deeply how he looked around Tony. Though he didn't make it obvious how much he cared, only dressing in a tighter than necessary black t-shirt and jeans. Something presentable but wouldn't draw attention to his outfit. Well any attention that he didn't want, a part of him wanted Tony to notice him and how nice his figure was. Sure he felt slightly guilty for his thoughts but he was also a horny eighteen year old, the idea of the older man pinning him to the nearest wall and taking him was growing into a need. It was dangerous how much his mind convinced him he needed to be fucked by Tony. He needed to feel Tony's body weight on top of him, to feel of warm hands trailing over his body.
He heard a knock at the front door and the familiar sound of his aunts voice greeting the man that haunted his wet dreams. Peter stood in front of his full length mirror and ran his hands through his fluffy curls a few times. He adjusted his shirt, cringing at how nervous he was over something as simple as saying hi. Peter heads to the living room and gives the older man a small smile, "Hi Tony." He spoke, not aware of how much his voice seemed to sweeten as he spoke to the older man.
Tony was speaking to May when he heard footsteps walk into the room and that adorable voice greeting him. He turned around and smiled over at Peter, "Hi Pete!" He says, more than happy to see the cute boy again. Now, Tony had never thought he was a good man. He had a nasty reputation from the work his company used to do and not to mention the long list of leaked videos his publicist had to clear off the internet and he'd ghosted one too many hook ups but never once did he think he would only be dating someone because of who their nephew was.
Okay don't get him wrong, he didn't start dating her with that intention! He genuinely found her incredibly beautiful and entertaining but once his eyes fell on the younger boy, he knew he was screwed. Peter had the sweetest doe eyes, the prettiest pink lips he imagined kissing more times than he'd like to admit, with brown curls tousled on top of his head. Tony wanted nothing more than to run his fingers through it and tug on it as the boy went down on him--another thought that plagued his mind at night.
Peter followed his aunt and Tony into the kitchen, more excited to be able to secretly check out the older man than he was to eat the meatloaf May had made. Thankfully she had gotten better at cooking so they didn't have to wash it down with soda, they could actually semi enjoy their meal. Whenever Peter spoke, it was directly to Tony and it wasn't intentional. He just couldn't help but want to hear the man's voice more often so he tried to engage in conversation when he could.
His eyes scanned over the man's large muscles, imagining how they would flex and tense as he held himself up above him. Like usual he could feel his dick stirring in his pants. Due to teenage hormones, a simple nasty thought would plague his mind and suddenly it was impossible to erase. It would become the only thing he could think about and his mind would spiral from there, moving to the thought of the man's thick fingers wrapped around his neck or spanking his ass raw.
Peter and Tony tried to help May clean up the kitchen but they were quickly rushed out, she was always picky with how things were cleaned so she much rather preferred to do it alone. As they walked into the living room, Peter realized they were going to be alone and he inhaled a small breath--he could do this. Peter couldn't help as his eyes trailed down to look at the older man's tight butt as he walked in front of him into the living room.
Peter should excuse himself soon. He was already getting hard in his pants and he knew it would get dangerous if he stayed out here for much longer, not knowing what his horny mind would do if they were alone for long. He should say goodbye right now and let the man wait for May alone but the devil on his shoulder urged him to sit down on the couch and finally get some one and one time with him. He's moving forward and sitting down quickly after that thought, "I can see why May likes you so much." He saying before he could think.
Tony turned to look at Peter with raised brows. He sat down next to the other, a respectable space between the two. He knew he shouldn't indulge whatever that was but a little flirting couldn't hurt right? He's seen the boys looks before and he's not stupid, he could tell what was running through that young mind of his. Plus if Peter responded negatively, he'd just play it off as a joke. He was Tony Stark, he was known for his flirtatious personality. Like he's said before, he never said he was a good man. He accepted that the first night he rubbed one out to the boy when he was showering.
"Oh?" He smirked and leaned back into the couch, "What's to like about me, Pete?"
Peters face was flushed a light pink as the realization of his words truly set in and it only darkened when Tony flirted with him. Oh god, he shouldn't be doing this. May would be hurt if she ever found out, "Well you're funny for starters." He's answering, eyes glancing towards the where the kitchen sat. The sink was out of sight so they had some privacy so Peter scooted just a bit closer, "You're smart and hansome." He trails on.
Tony laughed softly and tilted his head to the side a bit, "Don't stroke my ego too much now." He joked lightly, "Handsome, huh?" He hums and unknowingly leans in closer to the boy. The tension was beginning to grow thick between the two as they looked each other in eye throughout the conversation.
Peter smiled and nodded, too horny to think about May now. The only thing on his mind was prying information or a conversation he could use to help him cum later, "Very handsome." He says earnestly as he continues to scoot closer and closer until they were only a few centimeters apart, "Especially when you dress up in a suit."
Tony inhaled a soft breath as Peter met his energy, he wasn't expecting him to if he was completely honest. He thought Peter would be more shy with any type of flirting but clearly he was wrong as the boy was initiating moves on his own. Not that he thought Peter was this awkward, shy boy. No, he was more nerdy than anything else but he was just surprised at how easy Peter seemed to flirt back with him.
"Well, I can say you look just as good when you wear one." He said honestly, "That night we went out for dinner, you looked incredibly delicious in your suit." Tony whispered lowly, his breath fanning over the younger boys lips as he waited for his words to process in the others mind. It was noticeable when he did, the flush on his cheeks flooding down to his neck.
Peter let out a giggle and tilted his head to the side, "You liked how I looked?" He asked like a school girl with a crush, "Glad to know you were looking when I tried so hard." Peter admitted
They were so close, he could just reach out and touch him. Tony spared a glance behind him to the kitchen to ensure May was still out of sight before giving into his wants and reaching out to cup the boys cheek, "I pay attention to a lot of things you do." He whispers lowly, "Like how you love to watch my arms as we eat." Tony let out a laugh at the boys widening eyes, "Yeah I noticed your looks. You're not subtle as you think. Oh-no don't worry," he says as he notices the boy shying away, "I'm not mad that a cute boy like you checks me out."
He lets his finger move down to gently trail over the boys bottom lip, watching as the boy let him tug it down slowly before letting it bounce back up into place. Peter looked up at Tony with his brown eyes and decided to bite the bait, taking the man's thumb into his mouth and sucking on it softly.
Tony inhaled a sharp breath at the view of Peter taking his thumb into his mouth. He let him suckle on it a couple times before moving his hand to instead slip in his pointer and index finger, watching intently as Peter began to bob his head up and down. He sucked on the fingers earnestly, pretending it was the older man's cock in his mouth. He even swirled his tongue around them, truly getting into the moment as his filthy thoughts were finally answered.
Peter couldn't believe what was happening, his dick throbbing hard in his pants as he sucked on the older man's fingers. He couldn't help the small moan that slipped past his lips as he felt the tips of them reach further back, thankfully not deep enough to make him gag which would defintely pull the attention of his aunt. Peter reached a hand down to squeeze his crotch, whimpering lowly at the feeling.
Tony could feel his own cock beginning to stir in his pants at the stimulation to the pads of his fingers. He watched as drool began to pool at the sides of the boys mouth and had to physically hold himself back from pinning Peter down to the couch and fucking him right then and there. The knowledge that his girlfriend, this boys aunt, was so close yet so far only sent a thrill throughout his body. It made the entire situation that much hotter.
The sounds of saliva squelching and Peters soft moans were the only noise surrounding the living room until Tony spoke up, "You look absolutely beautiful with your mouth full." He whispered to the boy, careful to keep his voice low so they wouldn't get caught. He felt a moan viberate around his fingers and God did he wish it was his dick that was stuffing his mouth.
Tony pulled out the fingers slowly, eyes never leaving his pink lips. He can't help it anymore, he leans forward and pressed his lips against Peters hungerly. He moaned out softly at the taste of the boy, hands moving up to cup his face and pull him in impossibly closer to the kiss. The kiss was hot and messy, lips moving against each others in need. He only pulled away when his lungs were burning in need of oxygen.
Tony panted softly and looked Peter in the eye, "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that for." Tony said honestly between breathes. His thumbs began to stroke the others cheekbones softly as he awaited the others response.
Peters face was flushed bright pink after the kiss and his words. He couldn't help the giggle that slipped his lips again, "That makes two of us." He says with a big grin on his face. Peter glanced down at the older man's lips and bit down on his own, debating leaning forward and pressing another one to his lips. He turned his head to check the corner again and when it was clear he turned back to Tony and pressed their lips together in a passionate kiss. He didn't try to hold back his eagerness, almost crawling into the others lap.
Tony's hands found the boys hips and pulled him in close until he was straddling the older man's lap. They shouldn't be this risky, May was just a room over and could walk in at any moment but neither of them could find it in them to care. Tony let his hands slide down to palm the boys plump ass, squeezing it between his fingers roughly.
Peter moaned into the man's mouth at the feeling of him rolling and playing with his ass. He let his hips rolls forward in need of friction to himself or he would go crazy. He opened his mouth more, inviting Tony's tongue into it which the older man happily complied. They kissed wetly, the noise too loud for comfort considering how easily they could get in trouble. Tony swallowed down every noise the boy had to offer him, storing each one to help him later. He helped guide the boys hips back and forth, grinding him up against his abdomen to draw out more sweet moans.
"You boys got oddly quite." The familiar voice rang through the house followed by the sound of footsteps. Peter jumped back and out of the older man's lap at the woman's words, now standing a suspicious amount of feet away from Tony. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and flattened his shirt nervously as May stepped into the room.
Tony sat on the couch and cleared his throat before chuckling nonchalantly, "Oh, Peter was having me read a paper he wrote for class. Isn't that right?" His head turned to the boy and looked at him.
Peter blinked a couple times, "Oh-uh-yeah!" He pulled his phone out from his front pocket and made a show of waving it around, "He was just-reading a paper-yup." He laughed and shoved the phone back into his pocket, "Well it was nice seeing you, imma head up to do some homework." He used his thumb to point back towards his room.
May nodded slowly, "Okay, don't stay up too late." She calls out as the boy hurried down the hall. She laughed and turned to Tony with a smile, "That was weird."
Tony laughed and nodded in agreement, "Maybe he's just not feeling well." He shrugged. He was putting on a good show though guilt sat in his chest. May didn't deserve this, she was such a kind person. He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips and that's when he knew how truly fucked up he was. As they kissed the only thought in his mind was how much better this would be if she was Peter, the boys lips felt so much better against his own.
It wouldn't hurt to keep this going for just a little bit right?
#starker#starker fandom#ironspider#tony stark x peter parker#tony x peter#starker nff#starker fanfiction#starker smut#ellie's writing
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peter is always thinking of mr. stark these days. he can’t help it, there are signs of the billionaire practically everywhere around him. in chemistry they learn about mr. stark and vibranium. he texts ned and mj and may from his stark phone. the masked suit he wears nearly everyday was hand designed and built by mr. stark. his room is plastered with avengers and iron man posters. he calls as often as he can find an excuse for, but there’s always that nagging feeling that he’s just some annoying kid to the genius.
little does peter know that tony thinks of him just as often, if not more. tony’s practically obsessed these days, watching every clip of spiderman on the internet on loop, tracking the kids grades, listening to each and every voicemail peter leaves after a safe nights patrol. he’s invented a lot of impressive things, things he’s incredibly proud of, but he’s never really known what he’s supposed to do with his life. iron man is a great fit, sure, but the suit and danger and sacrifice has been taking its toll on him. but as he sits behind his desk watching peter through the baby monitor protocol, talking to friday about ways to reasonably get the kid’s aunt to agree on another “stark internship trip”, he realizes that this is his purpose. tonight when peter calls after his patrol, tony answers
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Have some mindless starkercest smut
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Tw: incest, incest kink, breeding kink
Peter moans into his father's mouth. His fingers squeeze his strong shoulders, twice as wide as his own. Experienced hands press into the pillows on either side of his head as he pushs back up for more leverage to fuck him deeper and harder. Peter's mind is blissfully blank, nothing but a TV static haze of pleasure. And then Tony slows just a touch.
"You know," he muses. "This is the bed where I made you."
Peter squeaks when the words click in his head. His hands fly up to cover his face. His dad chuckles. "The very same. Same room, same bed. Some of those pillows are even the same."
"Daddy," Peter whines.
Tony leaned down and rumbles in his ear. "Do you want to know what position we were in?" He doesn't wait for an answer, but Peter lets him pull him up and turn him around. He's on his hands and knees, but a firm hand on the back of his head pushes his face down to the mattress.
"Just like this," he moans as he stuffs his cock into him again. "It's my favorite position. I knows it's yours, too. You're just like your daddy aren't you?"
Peter's fingers curl into the sheets. His orgasm is building fast. He whimpers as Tony fucks him, still pushing him down into the bed, angling his hips to hit as deep as possible with every thrust. The pleasure is so intense he feels like he might cry.
"It's just the right position for breeding, isn't it? Do you want me to breed you, Pete?"
Peter nods his head.
"Yeah? You want your father's cum inside you?'
"Please, dad..." Peter begs. The sound of his own voice gives him chills.
"That's just where my cum belongs, isn't it? It's like your body knows where it came from. This is the same seed that made you."
Peter cries out at once, his whole body tenses then relaxes, his cock paints the sheets with cum. Tony hums and purring moan in his ear.
"That's my boy. That's my son." He doesn't stop fucking him, not yet. "Gonna fuck a baby brother into your cunt."
"Oh my god," Peter moans. "Please daddy, breed me. Put your cum in me." He pushes back against him even though it hurts now. Tony leans over his back. He's hurried and messy as kisses his neck and scrapes his teeth over his skin. Peter moans and whines and then finally he feels it as his father cums inside his ass. Tony moans and pins him to the bed, rutting into his ass, grinding his hips against Peter's ass, breeding him deep.
"That's my boy, my good boy," he moans.
"Yes, daddy," Peter moans in answer.
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Okay but I’m pretty sure Tony would eat Peter out for hours. And it would leave Peter with beard burn all over his ass and tights. Tony would lovingly rub lotion all over them but then he would give Peter a small kiss on his tight as a sorry and then it would just start all over again
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I would really adore some meet cute starker where Peter is a bumbling temp hire for a catering company at a Stark Industries gala. He can't quite keep up with the demands and stress of catering but he is still the genius we all know and love.
Maybe after dropping far too many plates, he gets yelled at and sent on break. He sulks out of view behind the main stage and overhears the emcee struggling to get the science portion of Mr. Stark's introduction speech correct. Peter does the Peter thing and wants to help. He tries to coach the emcee through it because he truly gets the science and global impact of Tony's recent inventions and it's a real scientific breakthrough and Peter is fully a Tony Stark fanboy.
Maybe the emcee says "fuck it, why don't you explain it for me, kid?" And suddenly, Peter's being dragged on stage to introduce Tony Stark and his achievements, and he's awkward and wearing his catering uniform and doesn't quite know where to look or what to do with his hands in front of all these people and cameras, but he still gushes about every detail of the science.
And Tony is secretly falling head over heels for this random awkward kid that just gets it.
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One thing about Starker that always gets me is how they're both huge nerds. Their minds are always racing with ideas and thoughts. To find someone that not only accepts that but revels in it? It's the best feeling in the world.
Also, I love that Peter gives Tony a run for his money. Tony is usually the one pressing everyone's buttons (re: the Avengers) but Peter presses all of his. He has such a big heart and no sense of self-preservation. Maybe Tony sees a bit of himself in Peter, but without the sarcasm he wears as armor.
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