#and while she doesn’t bite me the response to gag and twist away accidentally scratches my knuckles ow

[oberon-king-of-the-cherries]

I think they should be allowed to put, idk, crack cocaine in cat medicine. Get them hooked so they want it stuffed down their throats.

[occhiolismatic]

can I get Tony fucking Peter in his room and May walking in on them ajajajsj I know it’s cliche but I just need it

Warning: gets to be some non-con at the end // that part isn’t very long, but still! Don’t read it if it makes you uncomfortable or you don’t like it.

“Oh god.. please..please-” Peter wails, reaching up and out to firmly take hold of the headboard.Below him, ears wedged between two pillows, is Tony, whose rough handsclutch onto opaque, creamy skin, Peter’s skin, the skin of his bare ass,dimpling, clasping hard enough to leave remnants of bruises. “Please don’t stop-” he cries.

Tony smiles, craning his neck to gaze atthe breathless boy stamped above him. Sweat gleaming against hues of thebedside lamp, curls damp and moist, ears red, and eyebrows embossed withsatisfaction, Peter can’t help but tremble, fingernails scratching at thewooden bedframe. As per Peter’s request to be slammed until he can’twalk, they’d been fucking since the last bell of Midtown and taking full advantageof May being out of town. Peter totally skipped lastblock to call up Tony, asking the male to meet him at Peter’s place, a demand the male couldn’t say no to. Yeah, Peter loved May, but damn he loved Tony’s cock, especially when it’s inside of him,especially when he can be as loud as he wants. The kid was supposed to be staying with Ned, but lord knows that’s notwhat Peter wanted to do, not when Tony Stark’s willing to come over and smashuntil the neighbors can hear the moans ripping the lining of his own throat.

“Look at you, you’re such a slut, begging for daddy’s cocklike that, you’re lucky I’m not punishing you for skipping school,” Tonybreathes out, grinding his teeth and jutting his jaw.

“I’m… I’m sorry-” Peter’s eyes draw together, closing for asolid second before opening again, “I just-” He reaches down, a quivering palmto caress his hip only then to fall to the curve of his ass, stretching himselffor Tony’s length, not that Tony’s hands aren’t already resting there, brutallypulling the boy apart as he thrusts into his contracting body.

“You just what, baby boy? Couldn’t wait for daddy’s cock?”

With pressure substantially building in Peter’s belly, thetone of Tony’s deep voice is almost too much to handle. He grinds into Peter asthe kid lugs himself down, meeting Tony halfway before sinking to the root, lewdlyrolling his hips, lolling his tongue while his baby cock bounces off his tummy, leavingdamp spots each time it comes in contact with warm skin. And Tony smirks, dragginghis thumb to insert it into Peter’s puckering hole, leaving it there while therest of his cock rids Peter of any leftover childhood innocence. It’s worth rewarding, as evidenced by the cute gasp from Peter’s lips. “You like that, don’t you you dirtybrat? I bet you’d do well with more than one dick plugging your hole, not that I’d let that happen. I’m the only one who gets to touch you, isn’t that right?”

Hands dig into dark hair, small fingers pulling at the back ofTony’s head while Peter sighs, nodding his head with a loud mewl. He’s about toreply, choke out a response or something trivial along the lines of yes daddywhen Peter senses a greater presence, someone walking towards the door. Panicking, forcinghimself like a bitch in heat to take Tony all the way, he bites his tongue and rolls off the twin-sizedbed, bringing Tony down with him.

“Peter? Peter, baby is that you?” May.

“I thought you said she was out of town?” Tony whispers centimetersfrom Peter’s face, his neck now throbbing just as much as his cock stilldigging inside Peter’s strained body.

Peter, already so close to cumming, can barely breathe. He’sholding his breath as if it’ll make May disappear, yet he’s also doing itbecause of the slight pain pegging its way up his spine from the mass buried inhis ass, not to mention he just so happened to land directly on Tony’s groin. “She- she was-” helooks frightened, scared for more reasons than one, including the spurts spewing from his little dick. “She’s supposed to be-”

“Pete?”

“Uhhh- just a second!”

“Peter, are you alright? What’s going on in there? I heard aloud noise, and I-”

Luckily for him, Tony’s a fast thinker, and as soon as hisback slams into the hard flooring, he’s reaching up, searching for Peter’ssweater, a hoodie, something to cover the kid’s torso. He tosses it overthe kid’s head, pulls it down over his heaving chest, and by time May barges in, Peter was, from her perspective, fully dressed. 

“I thought you were staying with Ned?” Concern painting her face and keys in hand, she leans against the doorframe, eyeingPeter’s body over the bed. “Are you.. Are you alright? Again, I heard a loudnoise, and it sounded like someone knocked something over-”

“Duh- nothing! Nothing, it was nothing, really-” Peter stutters.“I just-”

What May sees is nothing compared to what Tony sees. Shesees her nephew, well the upper half of him, fully clothed, sitting on theother side of his bed, and what Tony sees, is a beautiful little cockslut,planted right on his lap, dick twitching, face flushed with beads of sweatstill clinging to his forehead. Petite hands pulling on sleeves, Peterbrings his knees together, clinking them with his palms because he knows Tony’sa dirty freak, and to every aching nerve in his body, Tony keeps going, ruttinginto Peter’s sloppy hole, even with the kid’s family standing less than a meteraway.

“I just fell-”

May crosses her arms: “Where’s Ned?”

Peter gags himself on the saliva pooling across his tongue. “He-he’s at his house.”

Tony readjusts his hands to spread Peter’s legs, pry hisknees apart to allow himself to continue chasing a climax. Sweaty feet slipping onthe floor, Tony’s mouth opens with a silent moan, too quiet for May to notice,but loud enough for Peter to hear. He clamps one hand over the other, both down on Tony’s mouth,his eyebrows implying that he’s about to orgasm, cum all over Tony’s bare, chiseled chesteven with his aunt watching.

“Why aren’t you with him? You said you were going to staywith him while I was gone-”

“I- I forgot something…Why… Why are you here?” Peter’s voicecracks, “You said you had some business out of town-”

Heart pounding against his ribcage, Tony enjoys the wayPeter writhes and wiggles above him, and although he knows he can’t speak, notwith May in the room, that doesn’t prevent him from licking at Peter’s saltypalms, sucking at small fingers when the boy accidentally dips a few digits intothe older man’s mouth. Peter’s ankles cross, knees bucking back together, butTony once again forces them apart, spreads and raises him just right, simplyenough to continue shoving his cock in and out of Peter at a shallow pace.

“Forgot something as well,” May replies, inspecting the front of the roomfor anything out of the ordinary, but with clothes stashed underneath the bed, there’s absolutelynothing she can spot that will give away the billionaire fucking her nephew. “Youpromised me you’d stay with Ned,” she adds. Mask disappearing, Peter feels as though he might throw up.

“Are you going to cum?” Tony coos hotly, coiling his tongue around Peter’sfingers, squeezing the boy’s hips with the force of what feels like a truck.

“I- I am-” Peter hiccups, simultaneously answering both Mayand Tony, and suddenly he feels dizzy.

“Alright, well once you get what you so desperately need, call me so Iknow you’re in good hands.” She turns on her heels, leaving the door open inher wake, rushing down the hall to claim her forgotten belongings. “I have to run, but promise me you’ll be a good boy.”

Tears welling in his eyes, unable to reply or speak at all,Peter falls speechless from how hard he’s attempting to hold himself back.

“You promised Petey Pie,” Tony growls, a bit louder thistime even though May is still in the apartment. “Are you going to be a goodboy? Are you going to cum like you said you would? Don’t be rude.”

Fists balling at the hem of his sweater, twisting andpulling at the soft fabric to stop himself from jerking his beautiful, little, leaking cock, Peter hesitates,but Tony’s already one step ahead of him, reaching out with a singular hand topull and fondle Peter’s dick. Peter notices Tony’s moving muscles and shakes his head, “N-No,Mr. Stark.. Tony- not with her-” he begs with half lidded eyes. He pouts, barely able to open chocolate eyes to witness Tony’s lustful grin.

Pushing aside the boy’s fighting wrists, Tony ignores him and once again begins pounding the boy, his strong, callused hands massaging Peter, and ina split second Peter’s moaning, cumming with the strength of a tsunami, babbling and sputtering as Tony paints his insides white…. all the while aunt May frolics about in the other room.